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 Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 1:13 pm
Look around you.
The Medicine Cat Den is filled with the scent of minty herbs. The floor is dry yet damp from many pawsteps. The den is beneath the twisting roots of the Great Tree. The roots swirl and form pockets of dens here and there that are intraconnected by cat-dug tunnels. The earth is loose enough to be flooded easily, so there is an extra storage den where the Nursery, Warrior's, and Apprentice's dens are. In the den, there is a small clearing with dry nests for patients to rest, but a small opening is shown amongst the roots that leads to the Medicine Cat's bedding and room.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 7:47 am
 ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆I am n o w a g h o s t of m y s e l f
H i d d e n behind a m a s k of p a i n
T r y i n g to m a k e it through each d a y
Until the d a y I can s e e you a g a i n
When this p a i n can g o a w a y But y o u w a k e me u pXXXXXXXXX
You make me s e e the g o o d in l i f eXXXXXXXXXXX
That I can be m y s e l f a g a i nXXXXXXXXXXXXX
That this l i e isn't what I h a v e to b eXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
I can l i v e once a g a i nXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX  ╔════════════►☠◄════════════╗Medicine Cat ┇┇ Cold, Harsh, Strong
I'ɱ ʠɣɩηɠ ѻη ϯɧє ɩηʂɩʠє...╚════════════►☠◄════════════╝[The medicine cat padded back into her den, a lizard in her mouth. She had already eaten early that morning and was hardly hungry, but had taken the lizard anyways. She padded back toward her nest and dropped the lizard on the ground. Just the sight of the prey was replusing but Hauntedheart knew she had to eat it. Taking a small bite, the smokey gray she-cat forced herself to eat it. For the past moon, the medicine cat had been eating much more then she actually needed to, but not because she was always hungry. Her stomach had grown tremendously but it had nothing to do with how much she was eating. No, her stomach was so large because there was life in it. It had been almost two moons ago when the medicine cat had discovered she was carrying kits. Again. They were Cinderwing's kits, the NightClan exile that she had fallen in love with moons ago. She hadn't intended to have kits. She had been fine just being mates with Cinderwing but it seemed StarClan had other plans for her. So, in order to hide the fact she was with kits, Hauntedheart had started to eat a lot and rarely left her den. She didn't want her clanmates to get suspicious since she knew what the punishment was for a medicine cat having kits. As much as she disliked Lavenderstar and the rules the clans made medicine cats live by, NightClan was still her home and it held many memories for her, good and bad. Besides, this was the only way for her to have evne slight contact with her other daughter, Fadinghorizon. So, she kept her kits and mate a secret, not telling any cat.
After the Slayers were killed, Hauntedheart had slipped out once every moon to see Cinderwing. She loved the time she spent with him since she felt she didn't have to live a lie then. However, she could never visit for long without the clan getting suspicious. Her time with her mate made her remember those short moments she had spent with Foxclaw and all the good feelings she had felt with her last mate. It also made her remember how that had ended, with Foxclaw dead and her daughter across a border. It made her even more determined to not let that happen with her and Cinderwing. She was going to make it work, somehow, and she was going to raise her own kits. She wouldn't allow some NightClan queen to raise them as her own. They were going to be her kits and they were going to know that she was their mother. If they ever wanted to join NightClan claiming they were rouges then that was fine, but Hauntedheart at least wanted them to know who their mother was.
Sighing, the medicine cat swallowed the last of the lizard before turning to her herbs. The medicine cats were due to meet at Moonpool tomorrow and it filled Hauntedheart with a sense of joy. Other then gatherings, the medicine cat meetings were the only chance she got to see her daughter. Before, she used to dread meeting the other medicine cat but now she looked forward to it. She had actually become good friends with her daughter and had learned many things about it. It was so hard for Huantedheart to not tell her the truth but she knew she couldn't. It just wouldn't be fair to Fadinghorizon, not at all. She knew that her daughter knew that she wasn't raised by her mother, Fadinghorizon had told her, but Hauntedheart suspected that the young she-cat must believe her mother was some brave StormClan cat that died for the clan. How could Hauntedheart crush her daughters dreams with the cold, hard turth? For now, being close friends with her daughter was all Hauntedheart could ask for and even that was good enough. The medicine cat quickly got the traveling herbs together for her and her apprentice, Rabbitfoot. It was about a days journey to the Moonpool so they would probably have to leave soon if they were to make it on time. Hauntedheart hadn't seen her apprentice all morning and figured he was still with Lavenderstar. The NightClan leader had come down with a terrible case of greencough that refused to get better. She wasn't getting any better and had even started to lose lives. Despite her dislike for the NightClan leader, Hauntedheart couldn't help but feel worried. She liked Foxfur no more then Lavenderstar so, for her, it was a no win situation. If Lavenderstar died, Foxfur became leader but, if she lived, she would remain leader. Hauntedheart had never gotten along with the leader and deputy since cinderwing ahd been exiled. It bwas like that one act had divided them from that moment on. Hauntedheart had worked hard for Lavenderstar but she wasn't sure what else she could do for the leader. Maybe it was in StarClan's paws now. Sighing, the medicine cat stood up and padded to the entrence of her den, deciding she should get some air.]╔════════════►☠◄════════════╗How can you see into my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core
Where I’ve become so numb
Without a soul
My spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
Wake me up inside
Wake me up inside
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I’ve become
Frozen inside without your touch, without your love
Darling only you are the life among the dead
All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something moreBring me to life╚════════════►☠◄════════════╝  
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2011 9:10 am
Despite how much love I've shown
and the comfort in your eyes I've known...  ❁ Puresun ❁If you die, I'm all alone
despite the souls that fill my home
o o o
The only thing I need is you
but if I tell, what will you do?
I cannot help you
I will not leave you
You cannot hear me
You will not love...═══════════════════════
[Puresun crept quietly into the den, feeling like she was intruding. It wasn't entirely false, but the medicine cats had left Lavenderstar without preparing her for burial, and Puresun was determined to find the correct herbs so her mother could rest in peace with respect and love from her Clanmates.
Her nose twitched, leading her around the stack of sharp-smelling herbs. She remembered mint and found it easily, but rosemary had a certain distinct smell that was hard to find among the stacks of herbs.
As she rummaged through, gently replacing each herb where she found it, she wondered if she might make a good medicine cat one day. Her nose was great at remembering scents, after all.
The only thing was...well, she was already in love. So the no mates thing would be the only reason she could not become a medicine cat.
She sighed, circling around, preparing to give up and just take the mint leaves she found, when she caught a scent. Dropping the leaves, she snuffed deeply through the herbs until she found the rosemary.
Sniffing with pleasure, she gently gathered a few of the leaves before grabbing her bundle and heading back out quickly.
She hated intruding here. She knew what sour pusses both medicine cats could be, and she didn't want to get her fur ripped off-but she could explain herself calmly to them, and they both were at the very least nuetral about her. She liked to think she was their friends, or at least, she considered them her friends. She pondered the thought for a moment, and then chuckled.
No time to think about friends. She had to bury her mother now....
═══════════════════════ ...six of sin with you now roam
will you guide them to their home?
I can only pray you do
before I confess it all.
Let me keep one thing near;
the heart that bonds us, my dear
o o o
For if I sleep at end of day
I find your shadow fades away ...I cannot sleep in fear of how
the darkness holds two shadows now.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 8:47 am
❀ｏｒｃｈｉｄｋｉｔ❀
ｎｉｇｈｔｃｌａｎ ｋｉｔ ＡＬＬ Ｉ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＥＶＥＲ ωαηт||ＡＬＬ Ｉ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＥＶＥＲ ηεε∂||ＩＳ ＹＯＵＲαρρяøѵαʃ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
[Orchidkit squirmed in between the two trees into the mysterious den of the medicine cats. The air was dank and moist, with the scent of many herbs filling the little kit's senses. It was a little overwhelming, and it made Orchidkit's fur stand on end a little bit. But she was still excited to explore this dark little space. As her eyes adjusted to the lessened light, she turned her head back around to Runningkit, and smiled a triumphant smile.]
"This is awesome!" she said in a loud whisper. "Maybe we can find more than just a moss ball in here!"
[She turned back around and walked clumsily about the den, relishing the feel of the slightly damp floor under her tiny paws. It was soft and easy to walk on, and it cooled her body to a normal temperature rather than her usual hyper, hot temperature. Her amber eyes were wide with curiosity. This was the medicine cat's den, but where were they?]
▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ＳＨＯＷ ＭＥ ＹＯＵＲ ʃøѵε||ＳＨＯＷ ＭＥ ＹＯＵＲȼαяε||ＳＨＯＷ ＭＥ ＹＯＵＲρяɩ∂ε
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XxPreussischePrinzessinxX
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 2:59 pm
Despite how much love I've shown
and the comfort in your eyes I've known... ❁ Puresun ❁If you die, I'm all alone
despite the souls that fill my home
o o o
The only thing I need is you
but if I tell, what will you do?
I cannot help you
I will not leave you
You cannot hear me
You will not love...═══════════════════════
[Puresun dived into the medicine den at the base of the great tree. The water was flooding into the den. It had already swept away some of the herbs, but Puresun grabbed all she could in her mouth and returned to the surface, depositing them in a higher notch in the tree that was not exposed to water. She dug out all she could, but she was going to need help to save the rest-the water was flooding to fast for one cat!
These instincts were something her mother herself had taught her. Lavenderstar was known for her forethought. Puresun recalled a night very long ago when she was still a kitten, sleeping in the nursery when her mother had taught her the very instincts she was putting to use now.
"Now, kittens, what do we do if there's a flood?" the jet-black queen asked her softly, violet eyes glistening softly. "Hide in the leader's den," Purekit responded in a high-pitch voice, hazel eyes wide. "Because?" "Because it's high up and no water'll get us there!" Richkit piped in. "And what about the herbs?"
"If, and only if, we are full warriors," she recited dutifully, "We should grab as many herbs as we can and stash them in the leader's den so they can be salvaged."
"Good," Lavenderstar purred, licking her kittens.
"Momma?" Richkit asked his mother, his eyes wide. "It won't flood soon, will it?"
"No, I don't think so. It hasn't flooded in moons yet. Besides, I'll be here to protect you when it does."
Content with this assurance, the two kittens snuggled together with their mother, drifting off into sleep with the scent of milk on their noses...
Puresun sighed, her throat catching in sorrow. You couldn't know it then, but you wouldn't be here for my first flood, she thought to herself. I'm alone.
A familiar scent mingled across her nose and she turned to see her brother by her side, grabbing herbs. She gasped in surprise.]
"Richmoon!" she exclaimed.
[Richmoon had taken her betrayal harder than anyone else. He felt betrayed himself that his sister didn't tell him any of her suffering and had not spoken to her in moons. But he was here now, driven by the same instinct his mother had taught her.]
"Keep grabbing," he said gruffly, eyes flicking over to her.
[Her eyes swelled with emotion. He had not touched her in moons, and the feel of his fur against her now moved her in a way she didn't expect.
He read the emotion in her eyes and nudged her softly, eyes growing kind.]
"Come on," he urged gently. "Don't get scared on me."
"I'm not scared," she retorted indignantly, snapping back into action, but a relieved sigh swelled over her. [He heard it and snorted in return.
He finally forgives me, she thought, and were it not for their extreme circumstances, she might purr with joy.
However, they were still struggling to save all the herbs. They still needed more paws!]
(( hint hint, you reader there you...))
═══════════════════════ ...six of sin with you now roam
will you guide them to their home?
I can only pray you do
before I confess it all.
Let me keep one thing near;
the heart that bonds us, my dear
o o o
For if I sleep at end of day
I find your shadow fades away ...I cannot sleep in fear of how
the darkness holds two shadows now.
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 4:10 pm
[A siamese-colored figure skidded to a halt at the edge of the medicine cat den. Mudnose hesitated a moment at the edge of the den as the semi-familiar scent of intermingling herbs flooded her head. Shaking her head slightly, she hissed a hurried greeting to Puresun and Richmoon before quickly starting to grab herbs. They would have to grab as much as they could before the den flooded. She started by grabbing cobwebs and some bundle of dried leaves that she couldn't identify. She continued to grab as much as she could, trying vainly to ignore the rushing noise of water echoing throughout the den. Her fur fluffed with discomfort as she subconsciously began focusing on that sound solely. Her movements quickened as she picked up more herbs.
When she couldn't carry anymore, she whirled around quickly, almost barreling into a black and white figure. If her jaws were empty, she would have spat impatient curses at the tom, but that wasn't the case. Instead, she aimed an irritated glare at the tom. Pine-green eyes stared back in a confused manner.
Sighing around the herbs, she tried her best to instruct him.]
"Thwan-hong, 'rabf ath 'uch ath 'ou cam, an' head thoo Hoxhar's 'en," [Swansong, grab as much as you can and head to Foxstar's den],
[she mumbled around the herbs. WHen he seemed to look like he understood, she bolted out of the den, not too focused on the extra few leaves that dropped behind her as she ran.]
[Swansong frowned slightly as he watched the queen leave, quite carelessly in fact. Eyes narrowed slightly and he couldn't help but snort slightly. How dare she treat a senior warrior like that. Of course he had known what to do, he had only been curious as to why there were so few cats helping out. He didn't ponder that thought too long, and instead set himself to working on gathering more herbs together.]
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