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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 10:36:26 GMT -5
(Will reply when back)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 12:48:51 GMT -5
(Ill just skip to the next morning that away everyone can wake up and start their day.)) Despite not getting back to the camp till a little after moonhigh the old tabby tom woke just as the sky was turning from grey to pink, with the sun just about to peak over the horizon. Owlswoop decided to give himself a thorough cleaning, his dusty pelt desperately needing it. Starting with his face he worked his way down his body to the tip of his tail. Finishing he stood up a looked out the entrance of her den. There wasn't much movement at all and the medicine cat took this opportunity to do what he had been planning on doing all night. He was angry, and his mind kept flashing back to when he saw the ruins of Skywatchers Peak. There was no possible way for them to have salvaged anything, and the old tom was so blinded with sorrow and rage that he didn't take a moment to think about how a queen was able to pull off such a task all by herself. Turning back into his den he grabbed a couple of herbs and then secretly grabbed the bundle of berries that he had hidden the previous day. Carefully picking it all up he exited his den and headed for where the traitor was being held. Cavegrowl had been awake for a little while and as he ate a mouse under the cover of small bush in the camp clearing he noticed Owlswoop heading towards Copperstars holding place. He pushed himself up to a sitting position curious as to if the older tom was actually going to heal her or not. But Cavegrowl knew the storm of hatred that was brewing in the medicine cats heart and he let him be settling back down. His dark amber eyes kept looking around as he waited for his brother, Hazefalls to wake up and join him. Nettleclaw had himself curled tightly around Mothflutter. His dreams were plagued with blood, claws and teeth, as if he was surrounded by a great battle. His body twitched and his claws kept unsheathing and sheathing. Occasionally his lip would rise and a short small growl would sound out his mouth. Mapleleaf had woke from within her nest and looked to see who was all alseep. Quietly rising from her cozy bed the beautiful shecat slipped out of the warriors den and into the camp clearing. Deciding that she wished to go on a patrol this morning she started to groom her fur as she waited for the others to wake up. Copperstar's night had been restless and painful, left to bleed until her wounds had naturally clotted over. They still caused her pain, especially those which had been ripped through the swell of her stomach. No moss to line her nest she'd spent the night on hard rock, dirt and tree branches, near impossible to find somewhere fair to rest due to the tiny size of the den. She had settled as best as she could towards the back of the den, her tail wrapped around the swell of her stomach, and her head resting on her paws. Trying as best as she could to ignore the pain coming from her quickly festering wounds, she had never felt so alone.
At the sound of paws by her 'den,' however, the leader let out a vicious growl. Tail active she lifted herself to her paws, a rabid animal and a caged one at that. She wasn't in the best of moods for visitors, especially after the ordeal her own clan had put her through. She pinned her ears flat to her head as she snarled, "Go away if you want to keep your ears." If this was to be her nest through no choice of her own, it would be just that. She needed somewhere safe to bare her kittens, and she would kill someone who tried to enter without permission after everything that had happened.
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 12:53:36 GMT -5
Owlswoop could hear Copperstars aggressive growl and the tom just hissed through his herbs. "Oh stop it!" He ordered his voice muffled because of his bundle. "I'm here to patch you up. I may not care about you, but you are a hurt cat and I am a medicine cat. So let me do my job", he added and when Darkpaw moved out of the way the old medicine cat squeezed into the small den and set down his herbs. "Now let me get a look at you", he growled in a grumpy tone.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 12:55:31 GMT -5
Ears flat to her head, she maintained her defensive stance but backed up enough to allow the tom into the den at least a little. Her long tail lashing from side to side in a show of agitation, she kept a careful eye on him from her peripheral vision. As though fearing he would lunge at her at any minute, Copperstar growled. "Exactly why should I believe you? My own m medicine cat turned against me," she huffed, lowering herself to the dirt.
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 13:21:20 GMT -5
Owlswoop set down his bundle at his paws and glared at Copperstar with his yellow eyes. "No Copperstar, you betrayed us! Your own clan!" His growl was deep as he spoke and he took a paw step towards her. "I went to Skywatchers Peak myself and saw the ruins. Your scent was all over the place, as well as some fur, so do not try to continue to lie to me. Starclan has been silent ever since you became clan leader, and now you have silenced them for forever. YOU have doomed our clan!" The tom spit at her. He had once thought her to be a good cat despite her beliefs but now she has been proven to be nothing but bad luck for the clan.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 13:23:48 GMT -5
Growling lowly, but with little choice but to put up with her ordeal if she had any hope of her kits surviving until birth, she glared at the tom she'd once cared for but said nothing. Her words were quiet, nervous and fearful when she at last spoke again. "Are my kits alive? I can barely feel them anymore since that fox heart turned my underbelly to ribbons," Copperstar growled quietly. Resting her russet head against her paws.
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 13:36:56 GMT -5
"Let me check", Owlswoop meowed reluctantly and he went to assess her belly. Seeing the beginning stages of infection he then proceeded to gently prod her belly in a specific manner to check on the unborn kits. "You know Nettleclaw didn't mean to hurt you, he was just trying to protect his clanmates and pull you off. I saw him sulking around last night so I'm sure he feels bad", Owlswoop added his tone softer as he focused on her belly. Stopping his prodding he then simply rested is paw on her belly with slight pressure and waited. Suddenly there was a strong kick to his paw from within her belly and with a satisfied nod he removed his paw from her belly. "They are fine, strong as ever just probably sleeping."
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 13:59:04 GMT -5
“I was protecting Halftail,” was her low reply as she flashed her fangs. But something sadder darkened her eyes as she looked at the hard ground under paw, “What has CopseClan come to?” She said mostly to herself, more than aware her medicine cat couldn’t have cared less about the musings of his past leader. She pressed her nose into the tattered state of her underbelly, managing a soft purr when she felt the telltale signs of life squirming within her flanks.
As though remembering herself suddenly, the heavy and heart broken leader straightened and pulled herself away from the medicine cat a little with a low tone of voice. “Thanks, you can go now.’
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 14:19:08 GMT -5
Just as he was about to tend to her belly wounds the queen asked him to go. "I'm not done yet. You have a deep infection in your belly, if you don't want to loose another life you'll let me clean it and put some herbs on it." Owlswoop the proceeded to clean the wound and put a poultice on it before covering it up with cobwebs. "I'm surprised the infection has not spread to your heart yet", he meowed lying about it. The wound was infected but not nearly enough to cause death, however only a medicine cat would know these things. "Here take these. It will help with the infection, pain, and I threw in a few things to help the kits stay strong", me meowed as he pawed over a small pile of herbs. Unknown to the former clan leader the death berries were hidden in the mix. He knew the clan leader had more than one life left but it would be good to get her down as many lives as possible, to get rid of her. The words about the queen having a deadly infection were just a way to cover up the real reason she would loose a life.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 14:27:47 GMT -5
The hesitation was clear as the young queen lowered her nose and sifted through the herbs with a degree of uncertainty to how she carried herself. Though she spotted the red berries a medicine cat would have easily identified as something which could easily kill a cat, the expectant leader had no knowledge of herbs behind her. She paused, glancing to the medicine cat with a twitch of her ears, than lapped up the herbs without further complain.
At first the effect wasn't immediate, and Copperstar had no reason to think something was wrong. Then she felt the kits in her belly go deathly still, and the bile at the back of her throat rose with something else. Blood, she choked hard. Spluttering as she fought to bring air to her lungs but no matter how hard she tried the air resisted her. She screamed in pain, as though her very insides were on fire. Until it was all over all too soon and the queen fell still and unmoving. Even the kits inside her belly seemed to make no movement.
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 14:31:07 GMT -5
(I come back and see Copperstar has lost ANOTHER LIFE! High five you guys. XD)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 14:38:01 GMT -5
Scoutkit, Scoutkit seemed to be the perfect mix between mother and father. This tom carries the same coat of grey as his father, but the slender form and shorter hair of his mother. He has a black stripe down his spine like his mother, and her same deep green eyes. He has a surprisingly weak build for a tom, with unevenly big paws, but a much thinner waist. These phsyical defects may be from the fact he was born early, and hadn't the time to develop. More of these defects lie in the tom's behavior though. It's no secret that Scoutkit is... Dumb. Really, really dumb. He has a harder time learning and following orders, always easily distracted by anything that might hold his attention. He especially like birds. It's hard for Scoutkit to comprehend the meaning behind things, especially emotions. Socially inept, but very friendly. Scoutkit tries his best to make friends, but because his social-gauge is off, he can't tell when he's annoying someone. One has to be blunt with the tom, and even then, because of his own misunderstanding of his emotions, he can sometimes explode and do something irrational. He is very close to his mother, as she always made sure he was safe when the world around him didn't make any sense. @detoxx Kit Mother is Copperstar, siblings are Splashkit, Berrykit, Flamekit. Other
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 14:39:48 GMT -5
(the high five concerns me)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 14:40:38 GMT -5
(Splashkit, Berrykit and Flamekit are the other decided names so far)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 14:43:11 GMT -5
(Gotcha, thank you! I'll go fix it.)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 14:44:36 GMT -5
(These poor little kits are going to have a hard life DX)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 14:47:37 GMT -5
(At least they got the love of their mama!)
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 14:50:42 GMT -5
(*takes a bow and high fives as well* I'm trying really hard to make Owlswoop innocent in her eyes as to not tarnish his reputation as a medicine cat... Plus I have not yet decided whether or not I want him exiled when Copperstar comes back into power)
Owlswoop watched as the death berries did there work. Acting as if he had no idea what was happening he leaned over Copperstar, "The infection, it must have spread to far" he managed to say as he looked at her with false worry in his eyes. It wasn't long till her body became still once more as another life was taken. Settling in the tom waited for her to come to again, as to not look guilty of being the cause of her death.
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 14:53:12 GMT -5
(It makes sense why he feels this way D: He did the get message from StarClan, or the Dark Forest perhaps. >:3 I feel bad for him... Imagine how Copperstar feels when she wales up and realize what he did, and then starts her kitting early D: Feels bad man. I'll respond to Mothflutter in a sec so they can go do some cute stuff!)
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 14:55:37 GMT -5
With a shudder and a struggling gasp of air, the expectant mother awoke again. Exhausted and hurting, her eyes half closed as she rested her paws against the ground not noticing the harshness of it against her frame. Everything hurt, and having lost two lives in the space of a day she was exhausted by everything that had gone on, and the energy was practically gone from her frame. Copperstar's eyes fluttered shut, and she would have happily allowed the darkness to swarm her senses, when suddenly the swell of her stomach shuddered hard with a contraction, dragging a sudden screech from Copperstar's exhausted lips.
(Falcon, are you wanting a kit?)
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 14:57:42 GMT -5
The dusky brown she cat had a very hard time sleeping that night... She had gotten probably only a couple of blinks before waking up from a frightful nightmare. Everytime they were about Hazefall, watching the memory replay in her head again and again of him swiping down one of Copperstar's lives... In the very early hours of dawn she lifted her head, pale pink light pooling into the warriors den, laying in a puddle before her paws. She turned her head to Neetleclaw, his paws tucked close to her, his lip pulled into a growl. He looked troubled. "Neetleclaw...?" She murmured softly, whisking her tail along his flank to try to peacefully rouse him from the apparent nightmare.
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Dizney
In Japan for the next four months; don't mind my awkward posting times
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Post by Dizney on May 31, 2018 15:01:41 GMT -5
(( I'm making my kit rn )) Silverkit, A light gray she-cat with a dark gray stripe running down her back and tail tip. She has gentle green eyes that reflect her personality well. Though timid, she is a kind kit, and she loves playing with her littermates. She always knows how to cheer others up, and is a listening ear to those who need her. DizneyKit Her mother is Copperstar, her siblings are Splashkit, Flamekit, Scoutkit, and Berrykit I'll add more to her personality once she's actually born xD
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Post by Falconwing on May 31, 2018 15:22:02 GMT -5
(oh no thank you ) Owlswoop moved towards Copperstar when she woke, " Are you okay?!" He asked in a slightly concerned tone. "I must have been to late for the infection", he added simply covering his his tracks so that he could not be at blame for this. The dark tabby was currently unaware that she had gone into labor.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 15:23:46 GMT -5
The pain agonising considering her already wounded and exhausted state, her sides soon began heaving with the effort of giving birth. She growled, not trusting this tom to be around her even during the birth of her kits, she growled as best as she could manage through gritted teeth. “Get out,” she warned, her sides soon shivering with the rolling contractions.
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Little meow meow
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Post by Little meow meow on May 31, 2018 15:24:08 GMT -5
(Soulie is having a busy day but figure id throw something out lol) After the long day made longer and more disappointing by the second trip to Starplace with no luck in any regard, it was little surprise the usually jovial and energetic Honeywhisker was still fast asleep within the warrior's den. Even less surprise that it was a fitful sleep, his sleep disturbed many times through the night, something one might imagine much of the clan would be in the state of after the events that transpired. Nevertheless, it was with a heavy heart he had to conclude that the evidence was unmistakable, even his sensitive sense of smell unable to pick up traces beyond Copperstar's scent within the ruins of their once most sacred of places the night before. Even so, though he felt Cavegrowl would make a fair leader, he still couldn't justify the cruelty of last night and the lack of fairness in that witch hunt. It was something that drove deep uncertainty into the heart of the youthful ginger. Copperstar's actions were unforgivable, and harsh punishment was needed, but to cut her down in such a way before the clan. He felt as if he could align behind neither side in the current state, and this uncertainty had followed him into his sleep.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 31, 2018 15:24:26 GMT -5
Stonewhisper had returned to camp the night before with Batpaw, well after the events had transpired, though she could hardly believe the state of things upon her return. Copperstar locked away expecting kits, news of their connection to starclan in ruins, and the palpable tension that remained from the ordeal. Perhaps it was the sheer fact she had not witnessed the display that left her confused but loyal to the clan as she was, she had little trouble in accepting that Cavegrowl was essentially leading the clan now. That made him the leader in all but name. As morning broke, she was even more reluctant to leave her den than the night before, almost fearing what could await the future of Copseclan at this rate. She didn't have to have been around during the events to know the seriousness of what was befalling the clan. In essence, it wasn't hard to see the clan as doomed regardless of who reigned as leader. Starclan was gone and what small connection remained was gone with it now. Lifting her large gray body with a sigh, the she-cat soon felt she had little choice but to embrace the day and soon departed the warriors den.
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 16:01:26 GMT -5
Batpaw was there as soon as Stonewhisper exited. The quiet tom seemed as timid as ever, fearful about the events that happened in their absence... Right now, everyone needed a friend. And... Well, Stonewhisper was the only one Batpaw felt like he could talk to? For some reason, perhaps it was the kit in him that never got to develop a close bond, and now it yearned for that connection, or call it what you will, but he wanted to be by her, and was scared when he was alone. Thus, when her grey head reared out of the warriors den he was there, a little black ball of nerves, carrying a plump vole in his jaws. "Stonewhisper!" He sounded surprised when he saw her, giving one the idea that he had been waiting for a while. He dropped the vole to her paws and took several feet backwards, dipping his head submissively. "Uhm.. Good morning..." And yet for as long as he had been waiting, he hadn't actually prepared anything to say, it seemed. As usual he avoided eye contact, scuffing a paw shyly across the dirt and kicking up a small cloud.
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Post by Little meow meow on May 31, 2018 16:28:50 GMT -5
The well-built she-cat had hardly expected a greeting the moment she stepped from the warriors den, rarely even receiving such a welcome from her fellow warriors. Her green eyes had widened briefly as a response, but softened as they fell upon the mound of black fur. "Well, goodmorning there, Batpaw. Have you already been out hunting?" Stonewhisper replied, her tone bearing a warmth, few would think her to have by appearances alone, as she acknowledged the fair sized vole he had brought with him, almost as if proud he had been up and about well before she had drug her body from the cozy nest of moss. It was quite unusual, but somehow comforting to see the young cat before the palpable tension of the camp set in, though it looked like the immediate chaos had passed. If not for the worries, the camp may have seemed almost normal, almost, but it seemed as if anyone of them would easily be able to feel the looming dread that was suffocating the camp.
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Post by Detoxx on May 31, 2018 16:33:03 GMT -5
"U-Uhm... N-No." He admitted, seeming a bit ashamed he had might have gotten his mentor's hopes up. Batpaw was still very poor at hunting, he couldn't have caught a vole this big and healthy. He could barely catch the whiskers off a mouse. He had simply picked the nicest looking piece of kill from the pile to give to his mentor. "I could have gone if you wanted me to! I'm sorry." He apologized with really needing to, but always felt the need to himself. He bowed his head further, most likely expecting some sort of punishment.
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Little meow meow
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Post by Little meow meow on May 31, 2018 16:50:43 GMT -5
Stonewhisper soon shook her head with an apologetic glance at seeing the cat so worked up. "No, no, it's alright." she replied softly, a smile coming to her face, "It just means we'll have some work to do today, doesn't it?" she purred, implying another day of trainign was ahead, and it seemed hunting would be their task. Giving her shoulders a roll, a light crack radiating from the bone beneath her stiff muscles, she shot a look across the camp before stepping forward to give the apprentice a comforting lick to his head. "Now cheer up, And help me eat this before we head out, I wont want your grumbling belly alerting the mice." she replied, though her voice bore the playful tone of teasing regarding his belly. Although it wasn't a common practice to feed an apprentice before hunting, Stonewhisper's permission made it fairly acceptable and perhaps it wouldn't hurt to spend a bit of time with the nervous fellow outside of training. A better bond between a mentor and apprentice led to better training sessions so they said.
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