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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 14:33:13 GMT -5
hello?))
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 14:38:43 GMT -5
Okay! 
Silverfrost was seeing to the warriors injuries. The den was very crowded and busy. It was times like these where the silver tom could use an apprentice. The masculine had just finished tending to a white tom when even more warriors came in. "Next!" he shouted. "Go lie down," Silverfrost told the white tom. The white tom found a nest and lay there.
Ashwhiper got in line behind a black-and-white she-cat. His shoulder had deep claw wounds from those eagle's talons. He shuddered, picturing the eagle that nearly carried him away. There was also claw wounds on his side. The tom let out a gasp of pain and he sat down to lick his cuts.
Ravenfeather had torn a claw. She was limping badly and blood oozed out where the claw should have been. The molly hissed, and continued to limp forward despite the burning sensation in her paw.
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 14:46:43 GMT -5
Ivorystar watched as many warriors lined up at the medicine cat den. 'What will we do if the eagle attacks again? Our warriors are weak and leaf-fall is soon coming to an end, our prey has already started to dwindle.' She shook her head at the thought. She hadn't been badly injured, only a small cut on her shoulder. She looked around wondering if there were any cats willing to go out and hunt. 'Better tell Silverfrost I'm heading out.' She padded to the medicine cat den and poked her head in. "Silverfrost, I'm going hunting for a bit, my wounds aren't bad." She called in before pulling back out and heading into the tunnels.
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 14:50:26 GMT -5
Silverfrost nodded at Ivorystar. "Okay, but be careful. The eagles might still be out there," The masculine replied.
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 14:59:22 GMT -5
Ivorystar didn't reply to the medicine cat, though she did hear him. She padded thought the tunnels, the only noise was the echo of the winds the soft noises of her paws treading on the floor of the tunnel. When the tunnel finally stopped she padded out into the pine forest and opened her mouth a crack to scent the air. Here she would be more safe than she would be out in the open. The thin layer of snow crunched under her weight as she lowered into a crouch and began to creep forwards. In front of her there was a large white snow-hare, it was nibbling on a blade of grass that poked out from the snow. Once the white she-cat was a tail length away, she pounced, landing firmly of the rabbit as it let out a frightened squeak. She quickly bit down at its neck sharply, listening as the bone cracked and the rabbit stilled.
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 15:22:55 GMT -5
Ravenfeather limped up to Silverfrost. The molly held up her paw to show him her injury.
Silverfrost nodded and said, "That looks serious go lay in the nest over there, I'll be with you shortly." The masculine grabbed so cobweb and goldenrod. He placed the cobweb over where the claw should of been. He then, chewed the goldenrod into a poultice and placed it on the wound before adding a burr to hold it in place. "There you are, get some rest."
Ravenfeather nodded and closed her eyes, drifting to sleep within minutes.
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 15:32:01 GMT -5
Ivorystar scrapped some snow and dirt over the snow hare before scenting the air again. There was a faint scent of lemming and she followed it not far away, out of the forest, since she wasn't that far into the forest, and noticed it crouched between a couple of rocks with a hole behind it. 'Its den.' She thought, crouching down in the snow so she wouldn't be noticed. She waited as it slowly crept away from the rocks and across the snow. Suddenly, she heard a screech and a flash of brown swooped down, clamping talons around the lemming and landing, holding it with one foot. It had an injured, bloody wing. 'It's the eagle from before!' She stopped herself from gasping, knowing she needed to attack it and she needed to have an advantage. It was still strong, despite its injured wing she knew. The white she-cat slowly began to creep in an arch until she was behind it before padding closer.
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Post by Wildtalon on Jul 30, 2016 16:09:58 GMT -5
(Hello, I'm here! Oh my gosh do I see another Voltron lover?)
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Post by Featherflight on Jul 30, 2016 16:13:01 GMT -5
Cloudedpaw - Apprentice - 10 Moons - Tom - Very polite and obedient, and has a high respect for authority. Around younger cats and cats he's comfortable with, he's mostly calm and collected. - Light gray tom with white-tipped fur and smokey blue eyes - He was found alone when he was three moons old by the clan and brought back to be raised as a clan cat. His birth mother was a rouge, and emotionally abusive, leaving her son with some quirks and phobias.
(May I join? And if I can, is this cat okay?)
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 16:14:06 GMT -5
so basically we decided to start with after an eagle attacked so some cats are in the medicine cat den getting their wounds checked and Ivorystar is out hunting and found the wounded eagle that had attacked the clan)
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 16:15:14 GMT -5
Cloudedpaw - Apprentice - 10 Moons - Tom - Very polite and obedient, and has a high respect for authority. Around younger cats and cats he's comfortable with, he's mostly calm and collected. - Light gray tom with white-tipped fur and smokey blue eyes - He was found alone when he was three moons old by the clan and brought back to be raised as a clan cat. His birth mother was a rouge, and emotionally abusive, leaving her son with some quirks and phobias. (May I join? And if I can, is this cat okay?) yep, I'll add him right now!) |
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Post by Featherflight on Jul 30, 2016 16:19:03 GMT -5
Cloudedpaw - Apprentice - 10 Moons - Tom - Very polite and obedient, and has a high respect for authority. Around younger cats and cats he's comfortable with, he's mostly calm and collected. - Light gray tom with white-tipped fur and smokey blue eyes - He was found alone when he was three moons old by the clan and brought back to be raised as a clan cat. His birth mother was a rouge, and emotionally abusive, leaving her son with some quirks and phobias. (May I join? And if I can, is this cat okay?) yep, I'll add him right now!) (Thank you very much! May I start RPing?) |
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Post by stormheart14 on Jul 30, 2016 16:19:55 GMT -5
Hey Quailfeather, may I join yet another one of your rps? )
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 16:20:16 GMT -5
Feather, yep, I just posted a quick summary of whats happened if you want haven't read it a couple posts up storm...14, of corse!)
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 16:23:40 GMT -5
Hey Quailfeather, may I join yet another one of your rps? ) This might get confusing... Should I change my name? |
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Post by Featherflight on Jul 30, 2016 16:24:41 GMT -5
(Okay, thank you!)
Cloudedpaw watched Silverfrost tend to the other cats. He only had a couple cuts on his flank, having been fortunate enough to not be as close to the eagle as the other warriors. Still, he felt guilt tug at his belly, like he should have done more to protect his clan. He kneaded at the ground with his claws, his tailtip flicking back and forth.
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 16:29:09 GMT -5
Ashwhiper walked up to Silverfrost and flinched his shoulder. He let out a hiss of pain.
Silverfrost grabbed some cobwebs and goldenrod and dressed Ashwhisper's wound before telling him to rest.
Ashwhiper nodded and padded over to a nest and closed his eyes, though he wasn't asleep.
Silverfrost noticed this and walked over to Ashwhisper. He gave the stubborn dark gray tom some bramble twigs. "Chew this into a fine syrup and swallow," Silverfrost told him.
Ashwhiper did as he was told reluctantly, and felt drowsy. The masculine soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 16:32:36 GMT -5
Silverfrost looked over to see the young tyro Cloudedpaw was up next. "Come here, I'll tend to your wounds," he meowed.
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 16:33:40 GMT -5
Feather, are you by any chance Nix-Chan from the old forums?)) Ivorystar pounced on the eagle and dug her claws into its un-injured wing. It let out a screech of pain and anger, winds thrashing and beak snapping, angrily trying to get her off.
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Post by Featherflight on Jul 30, 2016 16:37:29 GMT -5
( quail I am! I started school a while ago, so I didn't really have time for the forums, sadly. I've got a better schedule now, so I'm hoping to be more active here.((And I missed Cloudedpaw, tbh. I really wanted to RP him again.))) Cloudedpaw snapped back into focus and looked up at Silverfrost. He stood and walked over, though his eyes still held concern. "I don't mean any disrespect sir, but are you sure the cats with worse injuries than mine have been tended to?" He asked carefully, dipping his head in respect. |
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 16:39:27 GMT -5
Silverfrost snorted and said, "They've already been tended to, now come here before those scratches get infected."
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 16:41:15 GMT -5
Feather, i knew it! Well, I'm Feather_Heart. Do you think I should bring back Snowpaw for old times sake? xD )
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Post by Featherflight on Jul 30, 2016 16:45:51 GMT -5
( quail You could if you'd like to! I'm sorry for disappearing on you last time we RPed.) "Yes sir." Cloudedpaw said, following Silverfrost into the medicine den. |
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Post by stormheart14 on Jul 30, 2016 16:50:42 GMT -5
Yo Quailfeather? )
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Post by stormheart14 on Jul 30, 2016 16:51:02 GMT -5
Can I join this fabulous Rp? )
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 16:53:28 GMT -5
Silverfrost applied an ivy poultice to Cloudedpaw's scratches. He then added burrs to hold it in place. "You should be good. Try to not do anything that might make the poultice fall off. You can still go on patrols though."
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Post by Stormheart on Jul 30, 2016 16:54:29 GMT -5
Can I join this fabulous Rp? ) They already said yes  |
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Post by stormheart14 on Jul 30, 2016 16:54:47 GMT -5
Thanks! Just saw your acceptance post soz. )
Slatewing: she cat: 28 moons: Slatewing is a light grey she cat with darker grey patches and icy blue eyes. She also has white feet and a white chest. Slatewing is a bit standoffish at first but she can be kind, but she can be fierce if the need arises.
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Post by Featherflight on Jul 30, 2016 17:00:03 GMT -5
"Yes sir. Thank you." Cloudedpaw dipped his head again before exiting the den and looking down at the poultice. He still felt like he didn't deserve it, but to pull it off would be to discredit Silverfrost's work, so he was at a loss. He looked around the camp, looking for some way to make himself useful.
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Post by Quailfeather on Jul 30, 2016 17:03:07 GMT -5
Thanks! Just saw your acceptance post soz. ) Slatewing: she cat: 28 moons: Slatewing is a light grey she cat with darker grey patches and icy blue eyes. She also has white feet and a white chest. Slatewing is a bit standoffish at first but she can be kind, but she can be fierce if the need arises. accepted - Feather, its fine - Sorry I took so long, I was putting together Snowpaw on the front page and just added Slatewing) |
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