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YOU KNOW YOU MAKE ME WANNA *SHOUT*%\1\%
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Post by * Annika ;; on Jan 7, 2009 22:05:09 GMT -5
Swiftwind padded into the Grove, looking frantically around her. Honeyfrost and Owlfoot had been attacked by rogues, and she had come with Tussockwind and Maplepaw to help them. The slender she-cat carried a leaf wrap that contained marigold, horsetail, and poppy seeds. She had checked several times to make sure she had everything that would save the cats.
You can't do this, Swiftwind thought. I'm not gonna be able to do this. No... |
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Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jan 8, 2009 15:14:32 GMT -5
"Hawkstar!" Tussockwind called out, rushing into the Grove. Maplepaw padded beside him, the dock leaf bundle still in between her teeth. The cats were right where he had left them, sheltered under one of the trees. Owlfoot was still lying on the ground, Honeyfrost crouched at his side. The she-cat looked more concerned for the grey tom rather than herself. She weakly turned her head in the direction of the arriving cats but it caused too much pain and she lowered it again. "Owlfoot, Swiftwind's here," she meowed, nudging the tom with her nose.
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Post by Lexie on Jan 8, 2009 19:46:02 GMT -5
ooc;
May Littlepaw and Goldenpaw like spy or something, like secret agents, idk I just wouldn't mind to roleplay here, if not that's okay. Just budding in Dx I'm too nosy.
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Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jan 8, 2009 20:39:03 GMT -5
occ: This is set before they became apprentices ;_;
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Post by heartnet on Jan 8, 2009 20:50:00 GMT -5
Hawkstar looked over his should, spotting the three cats. He was sitting under a nearby tree, obviously keeping watch. At the sight of them, he padded over slowly. "Swiftwind, thank you for coming so quickly." he said gratefully. His eyes seemed more tired and he looked older in years than he actually was. Blood matted and stained his white paws and neck. "And thank you two, Maplepaw and Tussockwind, for getting her so quickly. Owlfoot needs attention immedietely." he said, nodding to the deputy and Honeyfrost.
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Post by * Annika ;; on Jan 10, 2009 19:18:18 GMT -5
Swiftwind nodded. "All right," she mewed, padding over to the deputy. "Come over here, Maplepaw--I need someone to help." She began to unwrap the dock leaf that held her herbs, and then started to press cobwebs onto Owlfoot. Oh, I don't know what I'm doing. At least I've got Maplepaw to help me. |
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Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jan 26, 2009 19:32:54 GMT -5
(( Refreshing this topic C: ))
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Post by lord of all yellow mice on Jan 26, 2009 21:16:58 GMT -5
(ooc)
Should I bring Sootpaw in here?
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Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jan 29, 2009 23:56:09 GMT -5
occ: Yep. Just pretend Maplepaw is helping to carry cobwebs (=
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Post by Redcloud on Jan 31, 2009 1:35:03 GMT -5
(Just found this! D8)
Owlfoot blinked his one eye, teh amber orb pale with nausea, at Honeyfrost's words, the sounds jumbled in his buzzing ears. 'oh....Ok..." he murmured, not really paying attention to anything. There wasn't even any pain anymore and oh STARCLAN there ahd been so much before. Where had it gone? It concerned him and, for the first time since he saw that insane, crazy smile of teh scarred rogue he had killed, he felt true, genuine terror.
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Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Jan 31, 2009 15:40:43 GMT -5
Honeyfrost watched carefully as Swiftwind applied cobweb after cobweb onto Owlfoot's wounds. The deputy was in the worst state and from his scent she knew he was afraid. And now she was too. "Owlfoot?" she mumured, resting the tip of her tail on his. "Can you hear me?" She looked up at Swiftwind, her blues eyes desperately pleading to help. She couldn't care less about her wounds because the grey tom looked so...dead.
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Post by Redcloud on Jan 31, 2009 22:20:01 GMT -5
Owlfoot twitched slightly, his one eye listing about lazily. "What...?" he murmured, the words coming jumbled, fuzzy, and distant. His breaths were shallow and far apart, teh fear doing nothing to increase the rate his tired lungs pumped air. It was terrifying knowing he might soon be at the sides of his ancestors.
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Post by á£Îmaý---♫♥ on Feb 1, 2009 16:17:09 GMT -5
"Can't you do something?!" Honeyfrost cried, clearly distressed. "Look at him, he can barely breathe. I think he's going into shock..." When she was an apprentice, her and Owlspot had been playing outside the Rogue Nest one day when a rogue turned up with a huge gash in his side. He had been attacked by a badger and although the wound was not that deep he had tirned purely out of the shock of the injury. Anybody could see now that Owlfoot was catatonic. Honeyfrost went to stand, remembering the thyme she had picked but her head began to spin and she sunk back to the ground, nauseous.
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