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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:06 pm
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She knew, the first time she coughed that she had the illness that swamped the pride. It wasn't bad. It was in the first stages, but she.. Wouldn't tell Mel that. Deepali wasn't going to tell anyone that. There was no need to get everyone worried over her when there were many more worse off. For all she knew, she could honestly live a full and complete life with just the first stage.
Slowly the dark female emerged from the den early in the morning and started to stretch herself out. She dug her front claws into the dirt, feeling it shift beneath her toes and feet and couldn't help but have a little smile on her face. As she stretched out her back legs, she gazed around the pride that she could see and just sighed.
In the distance she could hear a few of the early rising cubs giggling and probably cutting up. She head a few whispers of good morning as she wandered, heading out to greet the rest of the pride, to see what was happening, if anything of interest was going to be going down today. Probably not. She honestly hadn't been paying much attention to what has been going on in the pride. It just… life was too short, honestly, to pay attention to politics. Sure, it affected her, but she was sort of a space cadet anyway, so focusing on the negative things wasn't a thing she wanted to do.
We have enough to be sad about.
And so she would keep quiet about her discovery until it became too bad for her to tend to herself. It was a good thing she was going to see an Apothecary friend of hers.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:11 pm
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He had known Deepali for a little bit now. She sometimes helped him with the sick, having shown signs of being immune to it. In all honesty, he harbored something of a brotherly affection toward her. Not that anyone without eyes couldn't see that. The masked girl was something to smile about, never seeming depressed, never without a laugh and a smile ready. Sometimes she even came with jokes.
Utpala really enjoyed the company. Sometimes being an Apothecary in this pride was really hard. Dealing with sick cubs, pregnant mothers, elderly... It tugged at his heart strings more often than not. Some days he felt everything he did was completely futile. Then, there were days like today, when it seemed a once sick cub was on the mend. That the disease was growing weaker as the bloodlines expanded.
He tossed his head, moving white mane out of his face as he chuckled, leaving the den of said cub. She wasn't going to be hunting any time soon, but he'd gotten her to smile.
He was greeted with a familiar sight.
"How do you always know where I am?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:40 pm
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