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Post by Morior on Nov 21, 2020 3:04:16 GMT -5
"Your friends... you were trying to escape? To the SteppeClan cats?" White Crane whispered very quietly, glancing up at Little Hare but the runner she-cat wasn't listening, gazing off across the cave at the guides helping the wounded cats. White Crane glanced back as he felt her tail move around his back. He laid down next to Swiftkill when she did.
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Post by Morior on Nov 21, 2020 3:16:33 GMT -5
"But they were here to save you?" The small white tom questioned, piecing it together. "If your Clanmates left, that means they did give up to save you though?" he asked.
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Post by Morior on Nov 21, 2020 3:28:26 GMT -5
"So it's up to us to get you out." White Crane said almost under his breath, but with some optimism. Little Hare hadn't heard it, she was half-raised to her paws as if she wanted to go help with the scratches she saw on Rumbling Thunder and Twisted Shadow, but forced herself to sit back down. She looked over at White Crane. "I don't think you should be sticking around here with her. Why don't you go have a nap, or do kit things?" the dark grey she-cat said.
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Post by Morior on Nov 21, 2020 3:35:20 GMT -5
White Crane wrinkled his nose back at Little Hare in an angry look. "Always stuck with the stuffy old guides." he grumbled in his small voice as he pattered off, little tail lashing back and forth.
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Post by Morior on Nov 21, 2020 6:01:31 GMT -5
Little Hare followed her, frowning that Swiftkill had got up and moved. She's supposed to be the prisoner but I'm the one who has to follow her around like a kit trailing after its mother, she thought. But she was able to sit closer to the guides now, and she started talking quietly with them, asking if any of the injured had been hurt badly.
Swiftkill was now closer to White Crane again and the little tom crept back over, laying down a tail length away from the SteppeClan she-cat and listening in on the guides talking. He curled into a ball and pretended to be napping, but his ears were pricked.
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Post by Jademist on Nov 21, 2020 6:42:16 GMT -5
Lush Forest tended to the wounds of other cats in the cave. She had given hesrself a quick bath first to get rid of the dried blood in her fur. Her wounds tingled with the chewed up herbs she had hastily applied to it. She'd much rather take her time to take care of others.
Tall Grass washed his paw near the entrance of the camp. He didn't have any wounds, Swiftkill hadn't fought back. He felt kinda sorry for the she-cat, her sad cry still rang in his ears. His gaze shifted to White Crane, watching the little tom with narrowed eyes. It was clear he had developed a friendship with Swifkill. Nothing wrong with that. But he did see him when Swiftkill ran away, it bothered him, something wasn't right.
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 21, 2020 7:00:07 GMT -5
Weeping Water | She-cat | 20 moons | Guide | Fallenleaves A white and grey she-cat with short legs, a thick coat and icy blue eyes. Weeping Water has always marched to the beat of her own drum, even if that drum’s pacing makes no sense. She often speaks in riddles and seems to see beyond what the average cat sees. Many of the Wanders believe her to be completely mad and avoid her but many others, though they may not understand her see her kindness and compassion beneath the strange look in her eyes. Weeping Water did indeed go mad as a young cat, she witnessed the murder of her mother by her father and never truly recovered. Why it had such an affect on her that she’s able to see signs that aren’t there no one really knows. But some believe there’s meaning to the madness and that her words should be pondered at the very least. (I know you’re not adding this in but just wanted to show you this cutie!)
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Post by Jademist on Nov 21, 2020 7:18:22 GMT -5
(Haha so fluffy, she sounds funny!)
Lush Forest offered her fellow guide a smile. You should've seen me down in the valley just now. She thought. Though Weeping Water often didn't make sense to her, she was a skilled guide and she never meant any harm. "Thank you." She mewed as Weeping Water helped her with her wounds. As she looked around the cave she noticed that most cats had been looked after. The Wanderers did well today.
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Post by Jademist on Nov 21, 2020 7:49:49 GMT -5
Tall Grass stopped washing his paw mid-lick. He realized he had completely forgotten about Zina in the rush of everything. Giving his fur a shake he peered over to where Moon-Hunter was with the Champions. He decided to wait untill they were done discussing to tell him about the loner.
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Post by Brindlebriar on Nov 21, 2020 20:12:03 GMT -5
Rumbling Thunder beamed up at the tom, gesturing with his tail to the open spot beside him. “Of course not my friend.” He meowed before plucking a few more black feathers. “We were just talking on how Swiftkill is adjusting.” Broken mist perked his ears as he settled next to his friend. Smiling at how he plucked the feathers and spit them out. "You could've picked a less complicated piece of prey." He joked, taking an easy bite from his little mouse. "Who are we talking about?" He mewed, curious.
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 21, 2020 20:18:17 GMT -5
Rumbling Thunder beamed up at the tom, gesturing with his tail to the open spot beside him. “Of course not my friend.” He meowed before plucking a few more black feathers. “We were just talking on how Swiftkill is adjusting.” Broken mist perked his ears as he settled next to his friend. Smiling at how he plucked the feathers and spit them out. "You could've picked a less complicated piece of prey." He joked, taking an easy bite from his little mouse. "Who are we talking about?" He mewed, curious. I’m sorry brindle I’ll update you on what happened. A Steppeclan patrol showed up with Maplestar leading it. Sky Wise asked Broken Mist as well as a few other cats to come with him. They demanded to see Swiftkill, Sky Wise refused and a fight broke out. Maplestar lost a life and Swiftkill begged for them to be let go. Sky Wise let Maplestar and the patrol leave but gave them a warning that he would wait for their surrender and if they didn’t he would come again to kill Maplestar. Sky Wise is now having a meeting with his champions to discuss things. So Broken Mist, Rumbling Thunder, Twisted Shadow and Sky Wise are all at the back of the cave around a pool of water there. [mention]abbyjayyy [/mention]
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Post by Brindlebriar on Nov 21, 2020 20:22:55 GMT -5
(UGH I am so sorry that i miss so much on here D: Is there a post i can reply too or do i need to wait for one?)
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 21, 2020 21:07:44 GMT -5
(wont be getting replies out tonight, busy day and im exhausted. will be on at some point tomorrow)
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Post by Morior on Nov 23, 2020 20:02:06 GMT -5
Little Hare followed her, frowning that Swiftkill had got up and moved. She's supposed to be the prisoner but I'm the one who has to follow her around like a kit trailing after its mother, she thought. But she was able to sit closer to the guides now, and she started talking quietly with them, asking if any of the injured had been hurt badly. Swiftkill was now closer to White Crane again and the little tom crept back over, laying down a tail length away from the SteppeClan she-cat and listening in on the guides talking. He curled into a ball and pretended to be napping, but his ears were pricked.
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 23, 2020 20:38:22 GMT -5
“As long as it takes for us to set up in a position above them.” Sky Wise meowed between licks. “Once the hunters are taken care of and this place settles a bit I’ll go wander and try to commune with the ancestors, see what they have to say.” This and...
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 23, 2020 20:39:36 GMT -5
Rumbling Thunder watched his leader, tail tip flicking in thought. He stared down into the pool that the champions had all encircled with the Moon-Hunter. He took a few licks of clean cool water and sighed. ...this are things you can reply to Brindle and don’t worry I know we go wild sometimes with responses. Not everyone can keep up but we appreciate you nonetheless!
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Fallenleaves
Their eyes were like hardened bits of flint, the sparks catching in the tinder of their hearts.
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Post by Fallenleaves on Nov 23, 2020 20:40:22 GMT -5
(UGH I am so sorry that i miss so much on here D: Is there a post i can reply too or do i need to wait for one?) Those are in answer to this, sorry for some reason it won’t let me tag you right now
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Post by Brindlebriar on Nov 27, 2020 13:13:28 GMT -5
(All good!)
Broken mist shuffeled his paws, uncomfortable with how the whole thing turned out. His companions were obviously unsetteled, and he hated that. Pressing his side against Rumbling thunder, the smaller tom waited for someone to speak up.
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Post by Morior on Dec 18, 2020 23:44:15 GMT -5
"Hello there." Little Hare smiled at Weeping Water. "I'm just watching over the SteppeClan 'visitor', I have no injuries." she said, for the moment not noticing White Crane had returned and was 'napping' close by.
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