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Post by coal on May 3, 2008 21:56:55 GMT -5
Rather than drag it out, Shadepaw got right to the point. "Azurepaw, I've got a disease. I'm not sure what it's called, but it's bad. As in, bad enough to get me banished for life bad. It isn't contagous, nor is it curable. Even Medicine cats know very little about it. But regardless of the lack of knowledge, I can tell you what it does. This disease tears cats apart. Maybe not literaly, but mentaly, and spiritually. And that's the worst kind. Any cat with my illness will suffer cronic internal bleeding, weakness, and insanity outbursts, as well as a variaty of other side affects. And anyone close to them is at risk, during an attack or not. This is not a joke. Bad things happen to cats with this disease. And wheather from the sickness or from the loss, every cat with my illness ends up going insane and killing everyone they love or care about. Because of this disease, my entire family is dead."
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Post by Fallentear || on May 4, 2008 19:02:38 GMT -5
Azurepaw was slightly taken aback by the fact that Shadepaw's entire family had died at the paws of this disease, but other than that he sat calmly. Besides the insane killing outbursts, Shadepaw's disease could be managable. Blinking slowly, he meowed. "Well, how could the clan exile you? Clearly, you are not at fault. You are not a bad cat, right? They could just...you know...quarantine you during an attack. And besides, you could get better...if a cure was found for you." Maybe one would expect a rush of sympathy and pity from Azurepaw, but in truth, he hated such emotions. They were of no use really, only action could be of aid in such a time. Most cats of this kind were considered cold-hearted, but he only saw it as sensible.
His eyes became clouded with though as the clockwork of his mind began running at full speed. "Shadepaw...maybe we could go to meadowclan! I've heard they have a tree there...herb tree I believe it's called...with every herb beneath it. You could eat a bit of every herb, and see what they do! I mean, it's worth a shot, right? None of them are poisonous, so they couldn't make you any more sick...." His tone grew more and more enthusiastic, but then he calmed himself. He didn't want to get her hopes up too much, in case it didn't work. If it his idea all came crashing back down on her, without working, who knows how much worse that could make her attacks? [/color][/center]
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