// One Plus Three\\ - Echo.

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] It was night and Nightshadow was out and about. Checking on sick members of the clan, making sure no one else was sick. She’d sent her apprentice off to bed. After all, Night could care for things on her own. She’d done it a while. Poor Flutterpaw. She sighed as she finished her rounds, and looked around. Nothing to do, and she wasn’t tired. With that the rather soft tiger set off for the forest. She was aloud to wonder. And wonder she would. If anyone needed anything she was leaving a good enough sent trail and making her trail obviouse. She found herself lost in the moonlight, and the stars. Gods she loved the stars. She sat down on a cliff edge and just looked up at the moon and stars. Relaxing. [/scrolly]

[`echo !?]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] With a curious sense of uncertainty, Copperpelt wandered the forests of Tigerclan. His ears weren't listening for anything, his tail hung low, he walked in a lazy gait, and his fur lied flat. He wasn't interested or concerned in hunting or watching out for any other Tigers at this point in time. He had had a weird dream, and it truly had bothered him, which was why he was out at this time and not doing anything productive. It had contained all three of his personalities (Himself, Cran, and Cler). They had all been talking, except for Cler, who wouldn't look at him. He had to admit that had really unnerved him. Over time he had grown to love his personalities, even though he couldn't remember what they had done while in his body. In his thoughtful state, he walked towards Nightshadow, not even realizing she was there, watching his own paws thoughtfully. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] Nightshadow heard the tiger before he came into view. Copperpelt. She’d seen him, but never delt with him. She watched him come towards her. He’d interrupted her day dream about her family. Something she did rarely, but everyonce in a while it was nice to remember who they were. Her blue eyes watched him as he came closer. ”good night… copperpelt right?” she asked softly as she realized he hadn’t noticed her. She was still sitting. She wasn’t worried about him hurting her. He’d be banned if not worse. The Medicine Cat had some clout after all. Her striped tail wrapped around her body, as her ears flicked about, the moon light causing interesting shadows. She was at ease in this kind of lighting. She could slip away silently. [/scrolly]

[`echo !?]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] Copperpelt did not respond at first, before his ears perked curiously, eyes trailing to Nightshadow's face. He looked embarrassed, ears growing warm, whiskers twitching. "Oh.. um, I'm sorry," he stuttered, not usually one to do so. "I wasn't looking where I was going, I was thinking about a dream I had.." He was obviously worried he was bothering her, his tail waving nervously behind him, ears now back. He knew a lot of the members of Tigerclan did not like him- they didn't see him as a 'stable' warrior, due to the fact his personalities switched, and his other personalities had no connection to the clan. But that wasn't his fault! He was loyal! And his personalities obviously respected that, or they would have made him leave already. He was loyal, and that was all that mattered! But he had no idea if Nightshadow felt this way. He searched her face, as if trying to figure it out, but found himself being incapable to really read people's intentions. That was definitely Cran's forte, but he didn't really want the Russian Tiger to come out right now- it might just prove to the Medicine Cat in front of him that he was unstable. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] The rather soft spoken tiger, with her looks that were not extraordinary in either direction, watched the tiger before her. ”Hm. Dreams are important. Want to explain it? I might be able to see something you won’t.” she said softly. She knew the tiger before her was unstable. He’d just never come under h er care. His other… personalities (as she’d been told of) weren’t really dangerous, just different. And he hadn’t left the clan so he was loyal. She saw no true problem. Though if he did turn dangerous she wasn’t sure what she would do. She hoped he wouldn’t. She really did. She hated having to deal violence with violence. Which happened. Just because she was a healer didn’t mean she was weak. She knew that sometimes to save a life you had to take the leg. She wasn’t an easy read for anyone, with her meek and quiet ways. And she wasn’t on the job so she didn’t need to be outspoken or anything of the sort. [/scrolly]

[`echo !?]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] Copperpelt looked thoroughly embarrassed, his ears still resting against his head as his gaze trailed to the ground. Unlike Nightshadow, he hated this lighting. He stood out like a sore thumb with his light coat, which had more white than a normal tiger. Kneading the ground sheepishly, he peered up without lifting his head. He didn't look like he was going to say anything at first, but his whiskers twitched, and he spoke, voice much more confident than before. "Everything was dark. But I wasn't alone. I was standing there with Cran and Cler- y'know, my other personalities." He seemed to choke on the last phrase, as if he didn't really like bringing it up- unlike Cran who was almost pleased to tell others, and Cler who didn't know them. He cleared his throat, and continued speaking. "I was trying to talk to them both, but Cran was the only one responding! I figured maybe Cler was just lost in thought... but when I acknowledged him directly, he didn't seem to want to talk to me! I yelled and...!" He suddenly realized that he was getting worked up, fur fluffing up, voice sounding panicked. With a deep breath, he relaxed the fur on his shoulders, and resumed speaking more calmly. "He never answered me- he just faded away. I know he doesn't know about Cran 'n me, but if he disappeared.. I don't..." His whiskers quivered worriedly. "Know what I'd do..." He fell silent, surprised with himself for telling Nightshadow that. But she just had that... understanding demeanor about her. He hoped she would understand at least. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] She kept still, knowing that talking helped as much as keeping it in did. Both had their places, though usually getting it out was better. She waited until he started to speak before flicking her tail slightly. Poor thing. ”I do.” she said softly, acting as if having more than one personality was normal. Blue eyes looked intentive, as if what he had to say was extremely important. She thought about telling him to calm down as he got worked up. But then he forced himself to calm down. ”You’d keep moving on. That’s the only thing to do, first off Copperpelt. And I must ask why the personality that didn’t know about you would respond?” she asked softly. She laied down easily watching him still. ”And you’d morn him I’d think. But that’s normal for anyone. You’d morn your lost self, and then pick yourself up and move on. After all, life does keep going.” she said very softly. She’d lost her entire family, so she knew the pain, but if she could move on, he could to. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] Copperpelt watched the other tiger intently as she spoke to him, his tail wrapping around his paws as he relaxed more. Feeling much more relaxed now that he had gotten his feelings out, he sank to the ground, laying down with both front paws in front of him, leaning slightly on his left side. The worry didn't leave right away though, his eyes focused on the ground. "I... I don't know. I don't know why Cler would talk to me when he doesn't even know I exist. I guess I figured since it was a dream... that things would be different... that he would actually finally acknowledge Cran and me... at least me..." Maybe that was all he wanted. For Cler to know about Cran and him. That was a comforting thought- that he'd know them. Even when he was told by other tigers, about Copperpelt and Cran, he never seemed to remember. "I.. I know life keeps going. It's... he's a part of me. Inside of me." He kept himself from getting worked up again. "I feel like I'd feel empty without him... but... I don't think that's what my dream was about," he finally spoke what he had been thinking. "I think that I just want Cler to know Cran and I are here too..." His ears went back nervously again, before he looked up. "You sound like you know about mourning... why is that?" he questioned, before realizing what exactly he just asked. "Oh- um, I'm sorry! You don't have to tell me anything, I didn't mean to sound like I was prying," he assured. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] She nodded. ”You’d want him to know you. It’s hard when I argue with myself, but when one of yourselves won’t even notice you…” she didn’t finish it, though. She couldn’t truly understand. ”Ever heard the term “I lost a part of myself”? It’s something that everyone ends up dealing with. Someone you love dies, or leaves, and a part of you goes with them. And yet still, the thought that you did love them, and that even if they didn’t seem to care, they have gone on to something better makes it easier.” the last part she seemed to go impassive. As if she was still living through her own pain. She nodded. ”That makes sence. At least a little.” she said softly. Then he asked the last question. ”It’s… ok. I guess. I lost my family many moons ago. Everything from my litter siblings to my parents. They were warriors. It still hurts sometimes.” she said simply closing her eyes, and paying attention to the feel of the moon on her back. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] "Yes... it's hard. I can never even remember what happens when he is in control," he said, sounding exasperated. He watched the other tiger, his head tilting just slightly as he listened to what she had to say. Losing someone... he had never lost someone. No wonder he was so terrified of this feeling. Losing Cler would be like the end of the world to him. His ears went forward now. "I have never lost someone before. But I can imagine how it feels... Absolutely horrible..." He was being completely honest, his eyes filled with an idea of the sadness that could definitely relate to Nightshadow. "But then you gain friends, other people close to you. And they can help you feel better, right?" Sounding like he was confirming something, he stretched his front paws out, pausing mid-stretch. "I'm sorry, that's terrible... I'm really sorry for bringing it up," he apologized, whiskers twitching sympathetically, ears going back again. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] Her blue eyes were sad but she nodded. She couldn’t help him. ”Yes… You do gain friends, and you survive.” she said softly. She’d done it on her own. She was quiet, why would anyone want to be friends with her? She moved a bit getting more comfortable. She lowered her head to her paws as she watched him. ”They wouldn’t want me to morn for this long. So I don’t. They were Warriors. I just hope that being what I am makes them happy.” she said softly. She was alone. She knew that. But it didn’t bother her so much. She lifted her head to the sky, blue eyes remembering a happier time, and getting lost in the moonlight. Again. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] In that instant, Copperpelt's demeanor appeared to change, ears perking more confidently. He had just been about to try and comfort her the best he could, mention about the friends.. He'd never really seen her around anyone besides her Apprentice and the tigers she was helping. He'd love to be her friend- but he didn't get that chance, and Cran had no idea that he ruined an almost 'heartfelt' moment "Yu'h shooldn't be sahd mah deehr. Aye beet y'uh hrrave mahde theem su'h prroud. Yu'h ahre greeat Medeecine caht ahnd yu'h try tu'h heelp eveeryvone." the Russian Tiger spoke confidently, and honestly. Cran didn't lie, it was a huge pet peeve for him. "Yu'h shooldn't moorn su'h long. Aye 'm zure zat zhey vould vant yu'h move on. " Not only was he honest- he was very blunt. Inwardly, he hoped he didn't offend her. He knew she was still sad, but her being sad wouldn't help her. "Leet me teel yu'h zees. Aye'll bee yuh're freend!" He threw his head back with a hearty laugh, grinning toothily when he brought his head back down. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] Her head swept down, and ears back when his voice changed. As did his daminor. And the accent was hard to understand. She frowned as she tried to understand his words. ”Are you Cran or Cler?” she asked softly, not answering, though she knew he was correct (once she figured out what he was saying.) She blinked at him as he spoke. Then laughed. She looked down, unsure what to do now. He was… Different now. He’d gone from… well lonely to this loud odd sounding cat. She wasn’t quite sure where to place the accent. She’d been part of this clan for all of her life. And as kit to whom she was now, she’d always stayed put. Medicine cats had to stay home. So she didn’t answer him, trying to figure out what he was trying to say, and what his meaning behind his offor. [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/copperpelttable2-1.png] [scrolly:h(160),w(310),sy] Cran grinned at Nightshadow's words. She didn't know which one he was! What a riot. Though, he did suppose that not everyone knew the personalities... That made sense. With a wave of his tail, and a mischievous look in his eyes, he spoke again. "Ayyee. Da. Yu'h vouldn't knoow, vould yu'h?" He chuckled, amused, whiskers twitching. "Boot zat's ohkay. Aye am Crahn. Cleer zcardee-cat." Rising to his paws, he approached the medicine cat, laying down again, just closer to her. And when I say lay down, I mean he just flopped back down, as if it wouldn't affect him in the slight least if he just fell directly on his side and stomach. Watching her, he realized that she looked confused. Chuckling, he nudged her cheek gently. Earlier, he hadn't meant for her to leave, he had been saying she should not mourn as much. As in, celebrate the life they lived, not mourn the life they lost. That was the kind of tiger he was, he much preferred moving on. "Aye vas noot zayin` leeve. Aye vas sayin` doon't dweel ahn pahst. Look een footure. Boot ah treep zounds nice, da?" First one says "Ayyee. Yeah. You wouldn't know, would you? But that's okay. I am Cran. Cler scardy-cat." Last one says "I was not saying leave. I was saying don't dwell on past. Look in future. But a trip sounds nice, yeah?" [/scrolly]

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[atrb=background,http://i775.photobucket.com/albums/yy35/BaileeDanielle3/nst2-1.png] [scrolly:h(165),w(310),sy] She lifted her head to look at him again. ”No. Never had to deal with any of you. And Copperpelt didn’t exactly explain the three of you.” she said softly. Watching him now. When he came closer her ears swept back. She hadn’t said he could get closer! But she clamped down on that harsh side of her and relaxed, ears flicking forward again. ”I’m not going to leave. And I usually don’t even think about them, but sometimes memories are hard to hold back.” why’d she told him that she had no clue. She stopped herself from jumping by talking. How dare he touch her. Though again, none of that showed. She was a polite cat. Occ// I know what he’s saying. She’s just not used to thick accents. [/scrolly]