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 Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 7:05 pm
((After this RP I think we need one more. =3))
Feathersong was glad she was alive and he pushed his muzzle by hers. "I thought you had left me..." Still happyess coursed through him as he looked at her with happyness in his eyes. "Let's go back to the camp ok?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 3:47 pm
Her icy blue eyes were only cracked open an inch, she smiled barely, a smirk tugging at her lips. With one final heave the silver she-cat forced herself up. The blood ran down her back and Silverriver had to stop herself from falling over, from the blood rush that overwhelmed her.
"Instead," She looked his direction, "Let's go to the Medicine Cat's Den...."
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 3:57 pm
Feathersong nodded and helped her up. And, together they headed back off to camp.
The moon rose in the black sky when Feathersong was finally allowed out for a quick breath. Slowly he approached the freshkill pile and selected a plump fish for him and Silverriver to share. Walking back into the medicine cat's den Feathersong padded up to Silverriver. "You hungry?" He asked as he settled down next to her with the fish between them.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 5:50 pm
The silver she-cat looked down at the fish with a sudden loathing look. Her eyes bulged out and she fought the urge to snatch the fish away. She had not eaten all day, and the hunger was getting to her quite well. "Yeah, I'm hungry." She chuckled with a smile, looking at him with a happy look.
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 5:56 pm
Feathersong smiled back at Silverriver and took a bite out of the fish. For some reason, he wasn't hefeeling hungry so he pushed the fish to her. "It's all yours if you want it." He purred glancing lovingly at her. More seriously he mewed, "Is your wound better? Is it hurting you in any way?" His head wound was feeling better and now Silverriver's wellness was at the top of his mind.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 3:51 pm
She smiled warmly, actually unaware of the pain that the scratches brought her every time she had tried to move. Maybe it was because he had always been on her mind. Most likely. "It's fine," She reassured him, "I'm doing better than before. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Silverriver glanced down at the finish, wondering why now, of all times, she denied eating it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 4:04 pm
((Want to start a new RP now?))
Feathersong smiled when she said she was alright he purred and snuggled closer to her side. "I'm glad you feel better..." This moment of being with her felt so great that he never wanted it to end...
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 12:09 pm
A bright smile appeared on the silver she-cat's face. Her features had lightened up, and the blood that had stopped leaking from her wound felt like it wasn't even there. But, as much as she tried to move, pain still shot up her limbs, alerting her to stay down.
Looking up at the moon, which was reflecting off to them, Silverriver only a little bit. Her eyes fixed on Feathersong and she nuzzled in, her eyes closed. "I'm glad you feel better. If you had seen how... demonic I had become.. I think even you would have run." Silverriver's eyes fixed down on the ground. Every time she tried remembering, a blur would shade it.
She didn't know what happened.
Though, another thought continued to poke at her: Who cares? She was with him, and he was her. She was him, he was her. Nuzzling against his soft fur, she purred lovingly, falling slowly but surely, asleep.
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