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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 27, 2016 22:38:01 GMT -5
Blackpaw watched Hailstorm leave the camp. The tom had avoided him all day since the incident in the woods.
Tawnyhaze shrugged. "I don't know who did. Blackpaw, Thistlepaw, and I all showed up in the middle of the fight." The tom said.
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 27, 2016 22:43:53 GMT -5
Hey, I'm going to go for like two hours. There's too much manual fills right now)
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Post by sunni on Dec 27, 2016 23:17:04 GMT -5
Starters for my characters))
Amberpaw sat down outside the apprentice den. The normal loud and spunky apprentice was surprisingly quiet, and solemn. She stared up at the night sky, feeling less trapped than she felt before.
Scarletfeather looked outside the medicine cat den, she felt her body ache, but she hated being stuck inside the den, and she hated the smell of it too. She she started to stand, but felt a shooting pain through her spine and wing. She helf her breath as she awkwardly made her way out of the den.
Dragonfrost walked towards the freshkill pile, he began to gently nose through the prey
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Post by SnowStorm on Dec 28, 2016 0:23:54 GMT -5
I'm back! )
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 9:33:46 GMT -5
(( Good morning everyone !))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 10:18:40 GMT -5
(( anyone on ?))
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Post by ღℳ𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓼𝓽𝓻𝒆𝓪𝓶ღ on Dec 28, 2016 10:24:37 GMT -5
Bumblestar nodded. "Thank you, Flutterpaw, you may take your leave."
Sure but, let's wait til morning in the camp. )
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 10:25:19 GMT -5
(( oh I thought it was morning in camp. But okie ))
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Post by ღℳ𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓼𝓽𝓻𝒆𝓪𝓶ღ on Dec 28, 2016 10:57:30 GMT -5
Thistlepaw is talking to Patchfoot, remember? Flutterpaw was talking to Bumblestar. Bumblestar doesn't know about Ashpaw, yet.)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 10:59:32 GMT -5
(( OML IM SO DUMB . I FORGOT EVERYTHING))
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2016 11:05:27 GMT -5
Thistlepaw had her talk with Patchfoot and left. Going to her den
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 22:59:41 GMT -5
(Sorry ya'll, I've been busy.)
Patchfoot sighed and padded back to his den. This was quite a day and he certainly needed to rest.
Sweetlily nodded, "Hm." She said softly. Her ears twitched as she caught what sounded like a soft fight out in the distance. "Tawnyhaze...do you hear that?"
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:01:14 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze's ears perked up. The wind had picked up and there was thunder in the distance. He strained forward, catching a sound. "It sounds like cats." He said.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 23:09:13 GMT -5
Sweetlily frowned, "Do you think we should check it out?"
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:10:25 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze squinted his eyes, the fighting didn't sound far from the border. "We have to be quick." He said.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 23:16:42 GMT -5
Sweetlily nodded and moved to her feet. She sniffed the air, but she couldn't smell much. Only hear. Her ears twitched to catch the sounds and she quickly trotted after it.
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:20:27 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze trotted after her, his ears trained forward. Now he didn't hear anything, but his nose twitched. There was a smell he was too familiar with from earlier. "Sweetlily, I don't like what I'm scenting." He said.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 23:27:16 GMT -5
Sweetlily stopped and sniffed, her large eyes seemed to widen even further with a look of disbelief. "Blood." Her meow came out in a terrified whisper. The sky crashed above then and a fat drop landed on her head. Sweetlily jumped, clearly startled and her whiskers shook a bit. "We'd better hurry before the rain washes the scent." She said, trying to keep her voice from shaking.
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:28:35 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze shook his head as drops began trickling down. He jumped forward with a worried expression. He opened his mouth to get the scent better.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 23:31:32 GMT -5
Sweetlily slowed down. She couldn't scent much and she glanced back at Tawnyhaze. He seemed to have a scent and she fell in step beside him, her eyes darting around to either side of them.
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:33:35 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze desperately searched as the scent began to fade more and more. He slid to a halt when a dark shape appeared in front of him. The shape wasn't moving.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 23:41:29 GMT -5
Sweetlily took a hesitant step forward and sniffed the air. Despite the rain, the air was thick witht he scent of blood. Sweetlily took a jerky step backward, "I-it's a b-b-body." She gasped, her body going rigid.
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:43:42 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze stepped forward carefully, sniffing the pelt. He jerked back when he realized who it was. "It's Hailstorm!" He exclaimed.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 28, 2016 23:58:14 GMT -5
Sweetlily jumped and looked at the body. There was no mistake, it was Hailstorm. Sweetlily felt shivers cascade down her pelt. "What do we do!?!" She said, a small planick rising in her voice.
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 28, 2016 23:59:41 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze narrowed his eyes and looked around. "Whatever killed him might be out here still. Let's try and get him back to camp." Tawnyhaze said, as the rain started to pour.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 29, 2016 0:03:54 GMT -5
Sweetlily shivered under the cold rain and the eerie chill of the thought of some creature or cat killer out there. It could get them next. She gave a quick nod and slowly stepped up to Hailstorm's body, "Do we just....drag him?"
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Post by Ivyriver on Dec 29, 2016 0:05:51 GMT -5
Tawnyhaze looked at the body, with it pouring ran, the best idea was to drag him. He leaned forward and grabbed Hailstorms neck. The cat choked down his retching feeling as death filled his nostrils.
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 29, 2016 0:17:16 GMT -5
Sweetlily gingerly grabbed Hailstorm's fur and lifted him up. She could hardly breathe over the scent of blood and death,but she marched back toward camp, trying to keep Hailstorm's body out of the mud. She slowed a bit as the camp came into veiw.
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Post by sunni on Dec 29, 2016 0:27:20 GMT -5
Hey))
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Post by DimeStorePoet on Dec 29, 2016 0:28:37 GMT -5
(Hi Sunni!)
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