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Post by Littleflower on Jan 25, 2018 22:06:26 GMT -5
Shaking herself, looking uncertain and not wanting to risk any further warriors she looked to the apprentice with narrowed eyes, almost accusing. "I'm capable of going," she said firmly trying to keep herself upright. "No one else need risk themselves until the water level goes down."
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 25, 2018 22:10:16 GMT -5
"Do you want to go with me Mistypaw?" Stormfeather looked at his leader as if daring her to sop him. "Your right that no one should be out of the camp alone." He headed toward the camp entrance and waited for Mistypaw to join him.
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 25, 2018 22:40:06 GMT -5
(Is it my turn for the popcorn? Sorry for the post edit...Computer is being wonky...) Stormfeather looked at his learder. "Lets go then. If she is injured, she may have been for at least a day." He walked back over to Spiderstar. "We'll find her I promise, but you need to rest. The Clan needs you now more then ever before."
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 25, 2018 23:13:49 GMT -5
(Computer is being weird. I may head to bed if I can't fix it.)
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 25, 2018 23:55:45 GMT -5
(I'm back on!)
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 25, 2018 23:59:45 GMT -5
(awesome! Wanna rp? A fair bit happened XD)
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 0:19:23 GMT -5
(I just went back and read it all DX)
Duskblaze clawed his way back into the nursery a small bird clamped in his jaws, he pulled himself up and shook out his soaking pelt "The water is rising" he mewed breathlessly, "But I managed to catch a little something," As he finished speaking Springfur came climbing up after her brother with a squirrel dangling from her teeth, "Me too! Found it taking shelter in tree, it can feed a couple of mouths" she purred. Duskblaze stopped in his tracks, he could taste the scent of blood, "What has happened?" he asked fearfully
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 0:27:53 GMT -5
At the sound of her mates voice at the entrance of the nursery, Spiderstar flinched. Sadness etching its way into her every action and thought, she couldn’t bring herself to look at him, to answer him. But the four stillborn kits beside her, undeveloped, tiny and sickly were answer enough to his question. Their moment of hope had been abolished into darkness and grief.
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 0:34:24 GMT -5
Horror spread through Duskblaze's body like a wildfire and in the moment he couldn't remember how to form words. Instead he slowly made his way over to the four lifeless bodies of his children, a chill crept up his spine as he gazed down at them. His horror numbed for a moment by the wave of grief that swept over him. "They didn't even get names..." He whispered softly.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 0:38:59 GMT -5
Any other time, the leader would have moved to press against her mate, needing his touch and smell for comfort, to remind her that happy times would come again, but she felt like the darkness would never end. The mother without kits wrapped her tail around the four bodies and pulled them a little closer, her voice was broken when she at last spoke. “I’m so sorry.”
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 0:43:52 GMT -5
Duskblaze didn't meet her eyes as he spoke, "This was my fault, I caused their deaths." the gray tom touched his nose to each of their cold bodies before stepping away, "I would like to bury them...a final resting place is the only thing I can give them and you." He forced himself to meet Spiderstar's gaze, "Please."
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 0:48:56 GMT -5
Spiderstar leant down to nose them as her mate did, moving to press her nose against his cheek but was quick to pull away, she didn’t want to say what she had to next, but couldn’t bring herself to allow him to blame himself. “No,” her words were hoarse, all too aware the clan could hear her. “StarClan gave them the chance to live, but I said no,” she choked a little. “They told me that if I chose to allow them to live, I would lose most of my lives,” she said lowly, broken. “And that the clan would be destroyed if I am not strong in the next few moons.”
“Of course, we will burry them.” She said decisively, as though anything else couldn’t possibly be a choice.
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 0:58:34 GMT -5
A cold stone dropped inside Duskblaze's stomach as he processed what Spiderstar was saying to him, "Y-You sentenced them to die? How could you have known if the clan wouldn't have survived? Those kits were innocent!" His voice turned into a soft wailing as he continued but began directing his anger to Starclan, "You could've taken me instead you fox-hearts!" His legs threatened to not hold him any longer as he swayed back and forth in the already cramped den. Springfur rushed to her brother's side and leaned her body against his as support, "Get away from me!" He snarled and looked around at his staring clanmates, "Our ancestors have deserted us!" He yowled
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 1:05:10 GMT -5
In that moment Spiderstar hated herself more than she had ever thought was possible, her head bowed and tears trickling down her dark furred face, she didn’t know what to say. Her heart was broken and now even the tom she loved more than anything else in the world seemed to hate her too, please tell me I made the right choice, she begged the stars above her head. “Please, Duskblaze,” she sobbed but didn’t know how to finish the sentence.
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 1:10:52 GMT -5
Duskblaze saw Spiderstar crumbling which he had never seen before from the strong willed she-cat, an ache formed in his chest as he watched her sob for their kits. Slowly he curled his body around hers and pressed his nose into her fur feeling tears form in his yellow eyes. His gesture explained his unspoken forgiveness of his mate's choice, after all she had made a vow to put her clan's safety above all. Even our kits...
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 1:17:17 GMT -5
Shuddering against his touch, the leader burried her face into his fur and could barely even force herself to breathe. She wanted to lay down and die, never wake up except for in the depths of the dark forest for she felt that such was all that she deserved for sentencing her kits to die, without even a chance to take their first breath or feel sunlight on their fur. “Foxstar gave me his word they felt no pain,” she said in a quiet voice. Unsure of what else to say.
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Post by ~Skyblaze~ on Jan 26, 2018 1:52:25 GMT -5
(Ugh I'm so sorry guys I got a headache and just crashed. I really wanna continue but the headache is still there so I think I'm done for the day Sorry guys!)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2018 2:07:33 GMT -5
Name: Owlstrike Screenname: Plague Doctor Rank: Warrior Gender: She-cat Description: Owlstrike has a silky soft dark brown pelt that is almost black but does have a faint tint of ginger to it. She has large deep ginger patches around both of her copper coloured eyes as well as down her neck and chest. She has a small bright pink nose and a very narrow angular face with large rounded ears. She is so named since her markings resemble that of a black barn owl. Personality: Owlstrike is a modest, socially awkward and easily embarrassed cat. She is very shy though she always has a facade of false confidence. She sleeps a lot especially after a battle or a tough day, and she will sleep just about anywhere if she's tired enough, in this way she does act like an elder sometimes even for being a very young warrior. Any little mistake is a huge deal in her mind and she has trouble letting go of regrets and guilts. History: Family: Other:
Name: Geckoleap Screenname: Plague Doctor Rank: Warrior Gender: Tom Description: Geckoleap is a small grey tom with a thick pelt and shorter legs. His pelt has faint silver stripes as well as white markings around his eyes, muzzle and nose. He has a long tail, large round green eyes and a narrow muzzle. Personality: He's not necessarily shy just quiet as if he doesn't have much to say. He's not the smartest cat and usually just follows one or two of his Clanmates around like a clueless kitten. He does like patrols and has a strange affinity for digging, his small size meaning he can crawl into tight spaces more easily. History: Family: Other:
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 26, 2018 10:45:41 GMT -5
As Stormfeather was about to head out of the camp, a black figure emerged from the entrance, half dragging, half limping into camp. He noticed large gashes along this creatures side, matting the black pelt with dried blood. Even without a medicine cats attuned eye, he could tell that the wounds were affected. As he took all this in it slowly dawned on him who this was. "Ravenwing?" "Storm..." Ravenwing fell to the ground. "I need..." she blacked out before she could finish her desire. "Help!" Stormfeather called. "Ravenwing is badly injured!"
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 11:39:14 GMT -5
(Back on, sorry I fell asleep last night Little) Duskblaze said nothing in response to his mate as they laid there for a moment, "Maybe one day we can try again?" he suggested softly. He couldn't help but ask even though he knew it was too soon to consider letting Spiderstar go through this again. I had my hopes on being a father the thought kept repeating itself in his tired mind.
Springfur rushed forward to Stormfeather's side, "Where is she hurt?" the ginger she-cat began sniffing Ravenwing's body searching for the tangy scent of blood.
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 26, 2018 12:05:07 GMT -5
Stormfeather gestured to Ravenwing's right flank where he saw the worst wounds with his tail. "Right there, but she was also practically dragging herself into camp." He reported, fear seeping into his voice. "I think she may also have a broken leg."
Ravenwing regained conciousness roughly. "Springfur," she coughed. "It's worst on my right side, it's infected." She struggled in an attempted to sit up, but then flopped down with exhaustion.
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 12:12:42 GMT -5
(Welcome Doc!)
Spiderstar didn’t answer for a moment, barely wanting to peel herself from the four lifeless kits at her side, but she knew she had to. She had made the decision so her clan could thrive under a capable leader, and wasn’t about to allow herself to have let them die in vain whilst she mulled in the depths of her sadness and freaked. She didn’t answer instead saying, “We will burry them when the rain has dried , I don’t want them to become prey for foxes.” She croaked hoarsely. Lifting herself up in surprise when Ravensing entered, seemingly torn to shreds. “What happened?” She asked, wide eyed as she approached the injured warrior before looking to Springfur, “Is there anything that I can do?”
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 12:12:47 GMT -5
Springfur looked at Stormfeather with worry shining bright in her eyes, "Owlgaze!" she called the medicine cat with her voice trembling slightly Moonstream limped from where the Elders were laying, "There's no time, she needs help now!" she gave the wound a gentle lick and sniffed the black she-cats leg, it sat at an awkward angle "That doesn't look good..." she growled, "She needs poppy seeds for the pain"
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 12:16:11 GMT -5
Duskblaze sat up and gave one last look at his kits before padding up to his mate's side, "What can we give her for the infection?" he asked cluelessly. He scorned himself for never taking the time to learn the herbs needed to treat his clanmates
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Post by Littleflower on Jan 26, 2018 12:27:36 GMT -5
Pressing against her mate's flank when he approached, nuzzling his head she looked around in a state of panic, she couldn't lose anyone else today. Looking to the pile of herbs which they had hurriedly compiled before sheltering in the nursery, she quickly spotted the familiar black seeds of the poppy and dashed over as quickly as her paws would take her, returning with the herb and dropping them by Ravenwing. "Here," she declared assuredly.
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 26, 2018 12:30:33 GMT -5
"Burdock I think." Stormfeather suggested. I'm not entirely certain. Why couldn't I have been a medicine cat? he thought angrily to himself. "At the moment, I think we should start cleaning the wound." He commented to the others as he began to lick at a fairly large gash on her shoulder. The tang of blood was strong on his tounge and he sent a silent prayer to Starclan, Don't you dare let her die. The Clan has already lost so much!
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 12:31:22 GMT -5
Moonstream dipped her head to the young leader and gently placed the poppy seeds in front of Ravenwing, "Lick these up young one" the elder croaked. Duskblaze watched his mother aid the injured warrior and leaned against Spiderstar, "She will make it," he soothed
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Post by ravenbreeze on Jan 26, 2018 12:34:53 GMT -5
Springfur nodded to Stormfeather and went to fetch burdock, she grabbed it lightly with her teeth and dropped the root at his paws, "Here you go" she meowed
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Post by Squirellfire on Jan 26, 2018 12:36:36 GMT -5
Fading in and out of consciousness, Ravenwing thought she heard Moonstream tell her to lick something up. Without conscious effort, she licked up whatever had been place in front of her and instantly felt the numbing effects of the poppy seeds. Thank you she thought. She began to breath easier as the pain ebbed.
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