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       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: Vintage Date: March 10, 2013, 5:40 pm
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       [center][font=georgia]Flutteringkit pricked her ears, listening
       to the question as it bounced and echoed around her mind. She
       didn't know either, as it was a tough question. Hopefully, later
       on, she could find out. [/font][/center]
       #Post#: 998--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: Blue Date: March 12, 2013, 3:52 pm
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       [font=georgia]Lacedkit stopped herself on the spot, wavering a
       little. "A-Am I too lat-te?" The delicate Russian blue blinked
       innocent cerulean optics before looking hopefully towards
       Harlemshake.
       #Post#: 1085--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: ♥ pure Date: March 17, 2013, 9:38 am
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       "No, you not late, either." he murmured and then closed his eyes
       and turned back to Frostedkit "That's okay. Let's start off with
       something easily, hm?" he purred and patted her on the head. He
       pursed his lips, thinking for a moment.
       #Post#: 1087--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: everlasting Date: March 17, 2013, 9:43 am
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       Looking concernedly up at the serval Medicine Cat, she nodded.
       #Post#: 1090--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: ♥ pure Date: March 17, 2013, 9:56 am
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       "Ah! What are Goldenrod leaves used for?" he asked, his bobbed
       tail flicking slightly.
       ooc. lamepostislame
       #Post#: 1092--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: everlasting Date: March 17, 2013, 10:43 am
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       ooc Homestuck ohmygod. ;w;
       ic Gah. Feeling increasingly stupid, she closed her eyes.
       "For... rashes?"
       #Post#: 1093--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: ♥ pure Date: March 17, 2013, 10:55 am
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       "Somewhat, their used for sratches." he closed his eyes and then
       laid down "How about Chamomile?" he murmured.
       ooc. YES. HOMESTUCK :DD
       #Post#: 1209--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: everlasting Date: March 20, 2013, 10:07 pm
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       This she thought she knew well enough. "L-Like th-th-thyme," she
       whispered, closing her ice blue optics. "T-T-To c-calm
       p-p-p-p-people?"
       #Post#: 1487--------------------------------------------------
       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: auburnstar Date: April 14, 2013, 4:44 am
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       [font=georgia]Swishing his tail to and fro in a pleased manner,
       a sophisticated tom sat near the back of the class. Not one for
       small talk, Opaquepaw was consumed in his own thoughts and
       world. To him, everything that was not to his own standard was
       perhaps not worth his time. He was highly polite, as was the
       custom, and was quick to remind anyone if they stepped out of
       line. The tom himself disliked the medicine cat's name, though
       fault could only be placed on Harlem's parents, he presumed.
       Opaquepaw was a highly misunderstood individual, constantly
       seeking to avoid any clashes or skirmishes. He was an obsessive
       one, always nit-picky and a bit retentive. He liked to pass his
       time in gentle thought, pondering the fate of his own existance.
       To be fair, the tom was perhaps even a little too philosophical
       for most, airy and dream headed. Around the den, everyone had
       gathered so he saw it as an opportunity to perhaps get his
       uniqueness known, just as long as no one tried to change his
       peculiar ways.
       "These times are rather harsh but I hope we can learn more,"
       Opaquepaw said with a nod to Harlem, "If I may Harlem use only
       the first half of your name, I'm afraid for personal reasons
       speaking all of it would clash with my personal beliefs." Oh
       yes, very peculiar. But to heck with it, the tom hated boring
       cats and would rather be placed among the dullest of cats than
       be boring. "Apologies for my lateness. What are we
       discussing?"[/font]
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       Re: MCA tryouts! [open]
       By: almond Date: April 21, 2013, 3:58 pm
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       [center]"Goldenrod?" Came the voice of the little ol' stoat
       known as Dixie. She wanted to be a Medicine Cat no doubt, and to
       train with the WindClan Medicine crew? That would be an honor.
       But who would consider a rodent to do the job? They'd doubt her
       abilites-- but she could arguably do more than them with time.
       Little paws let her get to more specific places and do more
       detailed healing. Of course, not as precise yet. She'd need
       moons and moons of training before she ever got good enough to
       do all of the wonders a Medicine Cat did.
       "It goes on open wounds, I'm guessing. I don't know what it
       does, to be quite honest-- but that's what we're here for~!" The
       ivory stoat giggled with a few happy blinks. Dixie crawled
       further into the den and closer to the front, because from
       behind these cats? She couldn't see a damn thing.
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