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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 17:42:29 GMT -5
"Yes AsterStar." Sandyheart said, nodding and trotting off. She felt eyes on her back. Once she couldn't see AsterStar and the other two, she paused and looked around nervously. She pinned her ears and began running nervously.
Nightingale watched the small ginger she-cat run past. He was quite surprised she didn't see him. He shrugged and lay his head on his paws. "Clan cats." He muttered, "Never pause and look closely." He said to himself, rolling and looking away from the spot he had seen the she-cat.
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 4, 2018 17:55:43 GMT -5
(gotta poof for a bit. I have to wake the kids up from their naps)
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 18:23:24 GMT -5
( Peanutella) SnakeKit wandered through the trees, cold, hungry, alone, and scared. he stumbled into a clearing, and collapsed, exhausted. before his eyes shut, he saw a large pile of rocks in front of him- then his vision went black, and he passed out. if he didnt get help soon, then he wouldnt make it.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 18:29:36 GMT -5
Nightingale looked down at the kit. He looked around, then sniffed the air to try and find his mother. He found nothing. He climbed down from his spot and nudged the kit. "Hey," he said softly, grabbing him by the scruff and carrying him up to his den. He dropped inside and he set the kit on his bed. "Wake up," he said, sitting down and curling his tail over his paws. "Kid," he said again. "I've got food," he said, grabbing a mouse and tossing it over to the kit.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 18:36:44 GMT -5
Snake stirred a tiny bit, and struggled to pull his eyes open. however, he was still too weak, and his movements soon ceased. not even the mouthwatering scent of freshkill was enough to bring him back to consciousness. he would need some sort of herbs to help him, at this point.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 18:40:29 GMT -5
Nightingale rolled his eyes. I'm going to have to take him to that damned Clan, aren't I? he asked himself, grabbing the few herbs he knew and chewing them up. He spat them onto his paw and he opened the kits mouth with his tail. The large tom shoved the herbs into Snake's mouth and sat back down. He stared at the kit. How can I get him there without being noticed? he asked himself.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 18:42:59 GMT -5
for a few moments, the kit lays peacefully before his body starts to reject the herbs, and he instinctively spits them out. his small body convulses a bit before going still again, and his breathing even outs a little. even if he didnt swallow the herbs, one of them did something, even if it just eased his pain.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 18:46:05 GMT -5
Nightingale grabbed the kit by the scruff. He gently set Snake onto his paws and he sat so his fur would warm the kit. He cleaned the kit and he began forming a plan to get the kit in without anyone noticing his own presence. "Kid, what's your name?" He asked, cleaning behind the kit's ears.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 18:49:52 GMT -5
the soothing feel of the toms tongue against his fur roused the kit enough to speak. "snake...." he mewled, his voice strained and weak. he needed food, and strengthening herbs. without that, he would die. suddenly, the memory of his mother being taken comes back to him, and he wails, burying his head into his paws.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 18:54:53 GMT -5
Nightingale raised his head for a moment. He gently bit the kit's scruff and leaped up out of the hole. He began trotting towards the camp, somewhere he passed several times whilst on his hunts. He made short time. Once there, he skidded into the entrance and looked around. He was quite unimpressed with the camp. He looked around for someone to pass the kit off to. However, he felt responsible for Snake.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 18:58:09 GMT -5
(sandyheart i think is in camp im not sure who else is on)
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 19:16:01 GMT -5
(Yeah okay.)
Sandyheart came in directly after Nightingale. She jumped and fell backwards. "Who are you?" She asked, sharpening her eyes. She quickly regained her battle stance. Nightingale sighed. He set Snake down and turned to Sandyheart. "Save it sis. I'm not going to tell you my name, I'm here to drop something off." He said with an eye roll. Sandyheart swiped at his face. He dodged and pinned her down quickly. "You're going to help me," he said through a hiss, "I've got a kitten here who needs help," he said, releasing her and picking Snake back up. Sandyheart sharpened her eyes but she escorted the two over to the medicine cat's den. She was rather inexperienced in the medical field, but she got a couple of herbs she thought could help.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 19:43:02 GMT -5
snake squirmed and wriggled in the toms grip, still wailing and crying. it was clear he had been just a little traumtized, and was hurting, if not physically, emotionally. he heard the second voice, but couldnt muster the strength to open his eyes
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 19:47:37 GMT -5
Sandyheart took the kit from Nightingale. She had a strong look of distrust. She sat the kit on her paws and dipped the herbs in a little sweet thing and she put it in Snake's mouth gently. She felt a strong pull to care for the little one. "Sandyheart is here," she said softly, trying to calm him. Nightingale blinked slowly. He sat down and tucked his paws close to his body. He watched the kit. He reached forward with one of his paws and set it on the kit's head curiously. Sandyheart hissed and he removed his paw.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 19:52:47 GMT -5
the herbs muffled his cries, and he struggled to spit them out before giving up and swallowing them, pulling a face at the bittersweet taste. he mewled softly, and leaned into the warmth of sandyheart, still crying a bit as he looks around this unfamiliar place. "mama is gone!" he wails suddenly, and he buries his head into the she cats fur.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 19:57:31 GMT -5
Sandyheart said nothing. She just picked the little one up and padded over to the nursery. She set Snake onto a nest and curled around him. "It's going to be okay." She said softly, cleaning the kit's head. "Your momma is going to be okay." She said. Nightingale sat close to Sandyheart. He blinked boredly. "You are no help," he said, taking the kit from her. "Nobody wants to hear things like that when they lose someone. They want to stay in sadness for a while." He said, "Let me handle him," he said, curling around the kit and giving a soft, deep purr.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 20:07:14 GMT -5
(we have a new member coming in whos going to be the medicine cat so im setting up for her to come in)
snake gave a small hopeful mew before remembering what happened, and sinking back into his crying. when the tom picked him up and curled around him, he nuzzled into the big cat, seeking some form of comfort in his purr. it was soothing, in a way. but they needed to find their medicine cat and soon. he would need something to help him sleep, and something to get his strength up.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 20:08:47 GMT -5
(I'll wait for them before this goes any further.)
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Post by Brindlebriar on Jan 4, 2018 20:10:35 GMT -5
{Im back :3 Where did we leave off??}
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 4, 2018 20:22:40 GMT -5
Stormsong, previously engaged in her bi weekly herb collection, padded into the clearing with ears perked and head tilted slightly in confusion. After a few moments, she made out the small shape of a kit, and her heart dropped as a sickening feeling took over her stomach. She ran over, dropping the leaves she had been carrying on the ground, and immedietly questions the warrior who was guarding the kit. "What happened? Grab those leaves and follow me to my den; I don't think we have much time" She half inquired, half stated. Either way, the medicine cat was all business. She grabbed the kit gently by the scruff and took off in the direction of her den, careful not to jar the poor kit too much. When she reached her den, she licked the kit gently in a soothing manner and whispered. "It's going to be okay, just hang on a little bit longer." She immedietly dived for the Chammomile and chewed it up, hardly wincing at the taste. She fed the prechewed herb to the kit and turned her attention back to gathering herbs; Bramble Twigs, Ivy, and Poppy Seeds.
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 20:27:14 GMT -5
Sandyheart reached the dropped herbs before Nightingale did. He didn't exactly want to help her. He sat down and closed his eyes, listening more than watching. Sandyheart raced after Stormsong and skidded to a stop. She set the herbs down gently and watched her, interested in the medicine cat's workings.
Nightingale saw no reason to stay. He took a stealing glance back at the kit. Good. he thought, smiling to himself and leaving the camp. He made his way back to his home, slipped inside the den, and went to sleep.
Sandyheart watched Nightingale leave. A spark of curiosity took place within her. She tilted her head and wondered where the loner lived.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 4, 2018 20:32:34 GMT -5
The medicine cat grabbed an ivy leaf, brushing aside the bramble twigs as an after thought. The kit might choke on them, so the leaves would be a better option. She set the poppy seeds aside as well and instead put a few dried up thyme blooms inside of the ivy leaf before sprinkling a few poppy seeds over top. The poppy seeds were so small that they would be fine to consume even in a half unconscious state. She then rolled the little, springy thyme plant inside of the ivy leave before shredding it into peices with her claws. She chewed a peice and checked on the kit, hoping that the chamomile had given the little guy enough strength to take in some more herbs.
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 20:52:21 GMT -5
snake had managed to choke down the half chewed herbs that had been shoved down his throat, and he managed to open his eyes now. he was still weak, but not as much. propping himself up, he mewled softly at the hunger in his belly, and watched the new she cat that seemed to be helping him. "who are you" he managed to croak.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 4, 2018 20:56:10 GMT -5
The medicine cat looked the small kit over, and a tenderness entered her eyes. "My name is Stormsong, and I'm the medicine cat here. I'm going to make sure that you get back to being strong, okay?" She grabbed a bramble twig from the pile, and she nudged it over to the kit. "Eat this slowly, okay? I don't want you to choke on it. If you feel better after your nap, then we can get you some fresh kill." She sat down across from the kit, looking him over for any scratches or bruises. While she appraised the small form she asked, "What is your name?" Her tone was gentle and soothing. "Does it hurt anywhere in particular?"
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 21:03:12 GMT -5
snake bit down into the twig, and immediately spit it out. "thats so gross!" he hissed quietly. but the she cats gentle tone made him realize she wasnt trying to hurt him, and he hunkered down, chewing slowly on the twig. eventually he got used to the taste, and it faded to the back of his mind. "my name is snake" he mewled in response. he didnt feel any particular pain, so he shook his head. "i miss mama"
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Post by Peanutella on Jan 4, 2018 21:08:53 GMT -5
Sandyheart felt a pang of pity run through her. She stared at the kit. "I think I should go..." She said, standing and leaving Stormsong's den. She picked up the Tom's scent and began following it, losing it a couple of times, but eventually finding and pursuing it again.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 4, 2018 21:10:29 GMT -5
The medicine cat's eyes softened, and she felt a familiar pang of lonliness in her own heart. She missed her mother too, and she prayed that this kit's mother was still alive unlike her own. "I know. Where did you come from?" She asked, padding off into her den to grab something. She came back out with a little bit of liquid on a leaf, and she offered it to the kit. "Those twigs taste nasty, so try this. It's really sweet." She said. "Its honey suckle syrup."
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Post by LightBringer on Jan 4, 2018 21:41:18 GMT -5
Snake finished the twigs and grimaced a bit before licking out at the honey suckle syrup. it was incredibly sweet, and he lapped it up eagerly. "i came from the abandoned two leg place, about 2 days from here" he mewled, settling down to talk.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 4, 2018 21:46:45 GMT -5
Stormsong smiled fondly down at the kit, watching the strength seep back into his limbs. She was pleased with his seemingly quick recovery. At his answer, she started, however. "My goodness! That is quite a far walk from here! " She exclaimed, suprised at the amazing journey that the little kit had taken- seemingly alone. "Do you like the syrup?" She asked, trying to keep the mood light.
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Post by ͐T͐͐ᴡ͐͐ɪ͐͐ɪ͐ᴀ͐ on Jan 4, 2018 22:39:44 GMT -5
» LARCHSHADE
Larchshade paced around camp. Something was going on, and she felt it was important. First ShallowClan and now a kit. She was unused to sudden events and hoped there would be some stability soon. Maybe she would go hunt, after all there was a possibility of gaining new clanmates.
|| Anyone open for a roleplay? I'm not sure where I should jump in. ||
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