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Post by Mosshail on Jul 7, 2018 18:16:08 GMT -5
Deerleg, after bringing in some prey for the morning, dropped his kills among the pile. He had been out alone, but it was within close proximity to the camp, so he had felt safe. He looked among the cats outside in the camp, and felt a little better. We're starting to feel a little more free after the attack.. even Paintpaw looks better, he thought. His steps were a little lighter as he meandered over to the medicine den, hoping he could speak with her once more again that morning, mainly hinting about Robinwhisper. Still, he was unsure about how to speak about her with Whisperwing, not wanting to be offensive on accident. Though he had no choice, as he honestly felt helpless otherwise. Sighing, he poked his head in gingerly. "W-Whisperwing..?" he meowed quietly. πΈπππππππππππΆπππ
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 7, 2018 18:17:52 GMT -5
Having spoken with Skystar about his apprenticeship, the young tom padded over to Robinwhisper, and noticed she was with Paintpaw. He saw his fellow denmate standing awkwardly against his new chosen mentor, and he padded over a little faster to speak with them. "Hi, Robinwhisper. Skystar discussed my apprenticeship with me... I hope I can do well so I can be made a warrior soon." He politely dipped his head, then continued. "Is... there anything I can help with?" he asked, looking to Robinwhisper. vocebulery
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2018 21:43:06 GMT -5
Waterfur nodded in agreement."Skysar,when we get back can I grab my brother and visit our. mother?"She asked hopefully."We just want to make sure she's ok."
(if they do go I'll have to make a form for her.)
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 21:50:14 GMT -5
Whisperwing heard Quietsongβs voice and she slowly raised her head and turned her head to look at her. βQuietsong...Yes I am. May I help you with something?β She asked, her voice lacking any influction due to the heartbreak she still felt. The white medicine cat shifted slightly so she could see her apprentice better.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 21:52:22 GMT -5
Shadowfrost sighed as her mouth watered. The scent of the plump vole she was carrying in her jaws made her hungry, but she water to keep hunting. She set it down for a moment and buried it in moss when she heard twigs snapping of possibly more prey. Stormshadow emerged from the bushes with his teeth clenched around a large squirrel. He and his mate were out for a hunt, but they had split up and he had been tracking her down. Leaping over a fallen branch, he landed next to her and set down the prey. βAlmost left me behind, did you?β He teased, licking her ear playfully.
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Post by hopestorm on Jul 7, 2018 21:56:58 GMT -5
"Snowfall fall out of a tree and we splint snowfall's leg and we brought her back to camp, I was wondering if you would check her to make sure she's okay" she knew with a tint of worry, she was the younger sister of snowfall. She point to the white she-cat that was settle their the camp barrier, she was just inside it.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 21:59:26 GMT -5
Falconwing carried one of he and Cinderlightβs kits as they traveled through some kind of gorge. His muscles aches from their long journey, especially in his back leg which was still sore from the snake that had bitten him. With a heavy breath, he set down Russetkit and turned to face Cinderlight. βMaybe we should rest...weβve been walking now for hours, and We could use some rest. This looks like a fairly safe and secluded area to stay for the night. And maybe we could find some food and water too,β he added, sitting down with the kit nestled protectively between his legs. ( β¨ nissabug β¨ here I posted a starter for them!)
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 22:01:00 GMT -5
Whisperingβs blue eyes flickered to where Quietsongβs sister lay, and she nodded. βYes of course. Iβll be right there.β She mewed softly, taking a deep breath before standing and following her apprentice. When they reached Snowfall, she began inspecting the leg. βCan you tell me again what happened?β She asked, turning to face her.
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Post by hopestorm on Jul 7, 2018 22:06:18 GMT -5
"Bluepool said she was walking outside the camp alone and spotted snowfall with some prey up on the tree, and she lost focus and she fell and land with a ugly bang! And she could barely move, I think its broken or out of place" she said pointing at the leg that was covered with cobwebs, two sticks and some leaves. Her hope started to bubbled up again, whisperwing always knew what to do, in these hard times.
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Post by smokefur1 on Jul 7, 2018 22:07:23 GMT -5
"Snowfall fall out of a tree and we splint snowfall's leg and we brought her back to camp, I was wondering if you would check her to make sure she's okay" she knew with a tint of worry, she was the younger sister of snowfall. She point to the white she-cat that was settle their the camp barrier, she was just inside it. Smokefur jerked out from sleep, it felt like he slept for a moon. He looked around no warrior was in the den. He walked out of the den. He looked left, everything looked fine, but then he looked right, he saw a group of cats surrounding the medicine cat den. His fur bristled, he knew what was happening, a cat was hurt, bad. Smokefur didn't know what to do... (I dont have any ideas after this)
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 22:10:49 GMT -5
Whisperwing took a closer look at the leg and nodded, βLooks as though you did break it.β Turning to Quietsong, she gave her a look of approval, βYou did well using the sticks to bind her leg. Iβm going to add some bindweed to the splint to strengthen it. Do you think you can make it to my den, Snowfall?β She asked. Seeing Smokefur watching them, Whisperwing called out to the Tom. βSmokefur, will you help us get Snowfall to my den? Her leg is hurt.β
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Post by β¨ nissabug β¨ on Jul 7, 2018 22:45:06 GMT -5
Cinderlight nodded and put down the other kit. βYes. Itβs too dangerous to walk around at night with kits,β she said. With a heavy sigh, the large she-cat curled her tail around the two and pushed them toward her. βYouβre probably hungry, little ones,β she murmured, letting them suckle. Then she turned her head to Falconwing. βShould we try to find another Clan?β
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 22:52:51 GMT -5
Falconwing shrugged tiredly, βIβve considered it. But we would have to find one first. And even if we did, there is no guarantee that they would take us in...β he mewed in despair. With a deep sigh, he raised his head to look around. βI may try and see if I can catch anything for the two of us. Stay here. Iβll be back shortly.β He mewed, standing up, and wincing slightly as pain shot up his leg.
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Post by Blueflame123 on Jul 7, 2018 22:53:54 GMT -5
Shadowfrost sighed as her mouth watered. The scent of the plump vole she was carrying in her jaws made her hungry, but she water to keep hunting. She set it down for a moment and buried it in moss when she heard twigs snapping of possibly more prey. Stormshadow emerged from the bushes with his teeth clenched around a large squirrel. He and his mate were out for a hunt, but they had split up and he had been tracking her down. Leaping over a fallen branch, he landed next to her and set down the prey. βAlmost left me behind, did you?β He teased, licking her ear playfully. Shadowfrost jumped in surprise. "I thought you were rabbit!" She growled playfully. She tackled him, a playful glint in her eyes. Oh right to mates? Yay!))
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 7, 2018 22:59:33 GMT -5
(Oh haha slrrry I thought you asked to be mates XD was it just crushes? I can change it haha)
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 8, 2018 0:09:53 GMT -5
Having spoken with Skystar about his apprenticeship, the young tom padded over to Robinwhisper, and noticed she was with Paintpaw. He saw his fellow denmate standing awkwardly against his new chosen mentor, and he padded over a little faster to speak with them. "Hi, Robinwhisper. Skystar discussed my apprenticeship with me... I hope I can do well so I can be made a warrior soon." He politely dipped his head, then continued. "Is... there anything I can help with?" he asked, looking to Robinwhisper. vocebuleryRobinwhisper stared at Flightpaw a bit awkwardly. She hated to admit it, but she really wasn't sure how to mentor a tom all that well. She had to stop herself from replying in an odd manner. "Err, yes!" she replied, quickly forcing herself to sound cheery and confident. She shook the shoulder resting against paintpaw slightly. "We're trying to get Paintpaw here to the stream, to help her joints." She looked at Flightpaw for a moment, kind of sizing him up to see his height ratio to her own. "You can get on the other side of her. But be careful!" she reminded cheerily, still a little forceful. "Oh and Flightpaw," her tone dropped a bit at this, " I'm sure that I will be nothing less than impressed with you warrior training."
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 8, 2018 0:25:49 GMT -5
Rainsong watched the exchange patiently, turning to her brother to chat while they waited to leave. It was a curious thing for Skystar to have given Robinwhisper an apprentice while Hawkjaw and Paintpaw were healing, but she had no doubt it would work out well. Flightpaw was growing into a fine young tom, and she was sure he would be a warrior in no time.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 0:54:26 GMT -5
Flightpaw honestly didn't know what to think about how Robinwhisper had spoken to him. She probably meant it in a good way... he thought, assisting Paintpaw's other side. "I'm sure the lot of us can take her there safely." He gave Paintpaw a comforting grin, reassuring his friend. "I'm ready to go when you are." He gently let himself take most of Paintpaw's weight, patiently allowing her to balance herself, as she let them know she was ready to head to the stream.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 0:59:51 GMT -5
"Any other cats free from other business able to accompany patrols?" Skystar called out, his tone of voice suddenly changing. This was the tone that was the demanding, and fierce to those who did not know him. He may play it soft with his clanmates, but this tom was truly GroveClan leader material. It had been nearly half the day since he had seen a patrol go out, and he knew that the demands he had made for cats accompanying one another probably affected this. However, he knew that his Clan had to continue their daily routine smoothly, otherwise calamity could strike without them knowing it until it showed up at their camp entrance.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 8, 2018 1:00:31 GMT -5
Flightpaw honestly didn't know what to think about how Robinwhisper had spoken to him. She probably meant it in a good way... he thought, assisting Paintpaw's other side. "I'm sure the lot of us can take her there safely." He gave Paintpaw a comforting grin, reassuring his friend. "I'm ready to go when you are." He gently let himself take most of Paintpaw's weight, patiently allowing her to balance herself, as she let them know she was ready to head to the stream. ( ugh i meant to say that in a different way.. Robinwhisper was supposed to be complimenting him but i made it sound like she was backhand complimenting him :eyeroll:))))) Robinwhisper nodded approvingly to Flightpaw, smiling down at Paintpaw in the process. As she felt most of the weight shifted from her side of Paintpaw to the other, "Oh definitely." She mewed softly, holding her breath as she awaited Paintpaw's movement. "When you're ready, Paintpaw."
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 1:02:15 GMT -5
Content where he was laying, Loudstep watched all the cats gather near the medicine den, beside Paintpaw, and around the growing patrols. He looked to the sky, noting that the clouds looked heavy and dark. "Seems like our Leafbare season could be a long and strenuous one..." he sighed to himself. He licked his paws and brought it over each ear, before continuing to doze. His pelt was used to the way that the breeze swept it, so he was able to drift off without the coming storm bothering him much.
[ Weather is changing from CLOUDY to CLOUDY and RAIN due to a coming storm. ]
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 1:05:45 GMT -5
[Ahaha no worries xD Robinwhisper always makes me laugh anyways.]
"I'm ready to go now," Paintpaw replied. She still felt her anxiety clawing at her lungs, but at the same time she felt cooped up where she was. The two mixed desires to stay and go from the camp bothered her, but she decided that a good medium would to only be gone from camp for a little while. It's not like they were going far, or even going for a patrol. Her clanmates were simply assisting her with what she asked for, and she felt a little more comforted. She let Flightpaw take a lot of her weight as they slowly but surely moved out of camp, taking each step like those of a kit who just opened its eyes.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 8, 2018 1:13:31 GMT -5
Hearing the call of Skystar as he requested more cats to join his patrol, Autumnpaw bounded out of the apprentice's den and skidded to a stop before the leader, her green eyes filled with excitement. "May I go, Skystar?" The calico she-cat asked hopefully, twitching her whiskers. The small she-cat had been in camp all day and she was dying to get to go out, for any reason.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 8, 2018 1:15:02 GMT -5
Robinwhisper felt her breath catch. She could feel Paintpaw's body language becoming closed off and distant... This adventure out of camp couldn't be more different from her last rendezvous out of camp. She slowly started to let memories of that day trickle into her thoughts, Paintpaw catching the sparrow. Paintpaw jumping from a tree softly, Paintpaw being drug into camp by Beetlewing. She felt a coldness settling into her body, and pressed her flank more flush to her apprentice's to feel her beside her. "How are you doing?" she asked shakily after what seemed like a while of walking.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 1:18:09 GMT -5
Looking more softly now at Autumnpaw, he seemed to study her before nodding. "Sure, you can be the final cat for the border patrol, okay?" He nodded over to Dreamwave, who was also accompanied by Waterfur and Softlight for their patrol towards the Thunderpaths. "They'll be going past the lake and towards the end of the Forgotten Thunderpath. Make sure you stay out of trouble, and keep them out of it, too." He nodded at her, a faint smile on his face, as he continued looking for cats that would be fit for a gorge patrol. He didn't want to take the chance with apprentice going yet.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 1:20:19 GMT -5
Paintpaw looked at Robinwhisper with wide eyes. She had hoped Robinwhisper wouldn't worry, but she knew that it would be practically impossible to hope for something like that. She wanted to divert her keen attention from her differences as much as she could, for as long as she could. "Don't worry, I'm doing a lot better than I was!" she stammered. "Daisypaw really has helped a lot, and I'm well enough to even go to the stream. I feel so lucky, and thank StarClan everyday, that it wasn't worse." She gave an almost too large of a smile to Robinwhisper, but what she had said was true.
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Post by πΈπππππππππππΆπππ on Jul 8, 2018 1:21:18 GMT -5
Thunderfoot and his sister followed slightly behind the trio of cats who leaned against one another as they made their way to the stream. When the mottled tom noticed Paintpaw seeming to begin to tire, he spoke up. "If the strain on her body gets to be too much, I don't mind carrying her." The large tom offered, wanting to help in any way possible. He kept his senses alert for any signs of danger as they made their way through the forest, his claws unsheathed, not wanting to be surprised by any foxes or other predators.
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Post by vocebulery on Jul 8, 2018 1:28:53 GMT -5
Robinwhisper let out a meek laugh, returning a too-wide smile to Paintpaw. "Well, it is good to see you finally out of camp." Paintpaw's cheery attitude towards trials always made Robinwhisper's spirits lift, but Robinwhisper still had a knack of leaning towards a doom-and-gloom attitude. I am my mother's daughter. she thought, rolling her eyes. She cut her eyes to the side every once in a while, watching Flightpaw. She wanted to know more about her apprentice, but wasn't sure how to jump into it. She hoped she could develop a relationship like she had with Paintpaw with him, even if she only had a short time to establish it. When Thunderfoot spoke, she craned her head to see him. The tom was quite taller than she and Paintpaw, and she thought of Paintpaw dangling from his jaws like a kit. It seemed a bit demoralizing. It still was a kind gesture.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 1:29:50 GMT -5
"No worries," Flightpaw called back to Thunderfoot. He had felt guilty that he hadn't been there for Paintpaw when she had been caught alone by the foxes and barely escaped for her life. He felt almost as bad for Robinwhisper, who probably shouldered all the guilt for letting Paintpaw hunt alone. It was the fault of neither cat, so it made him ache looking at the pain in the eyes of both of his clanmates.
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Post by Mosshail on Jul 8, 2018 1:33:28 GMT -5
Paintpaw smiled mildly back at Robinwhisper, a little bit more sheepishly this time, but it seemed more genuine. Seeing the stream ahead of them, her spirits lifted. I could probably use some of the water therapy! she though, almost mockingly to herself. As they padded to the edge of the stream, she noted the slow running water would probably be be just fine for her condition. She practically pushed herself off of Flightpaw and yelped as she landed in the cold water. The pain from her wounds still stung her, and she thought that Daisypaw and Whisperwing may scold her for washing off all the poultice, but she felt better in the water as she waded. Her fur stuck out in all different directions on the surface of the water, her tail streaming behind her.
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