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 Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:04 pm
(we need cobwebs, poppy seeds because it's going to be really painful when Troutail wakes up, and bardock root I think, to help infection, got that?)
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 3:10 pm
Frostfern
[She tried to comfort the desperate cat]
"Don't worry Shallowpaw. You'll figure it out. Foampaw, he's going to be ok. Shuush, it'll be ok"
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Winged Timberwolf Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 3:59 pm
 "To live is to slowly be born."_____________________________Embergaze_____________________________[Embergaze felt something tugging at him from far away. He cursed under his breath.]
"I have to go," he said, eyes glittering. "Please..make sure he's...safe..."
[With that, his spirit flew back to his body.]
(( Embergaze is from BreezeClan : D ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 5:49 pm
 Mintpaw
[Mintpaw watched the scene with uneasy eyes.]
"W-what's going on?" she mewed unsteadily as she padded up to Frostfern.
[Pressing herself against Frostfern she watched with curious lime-green eyes.]
 
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 6:51 pm
 R o b i n s o n g“Beauty has two edges: one of laughter…”_______________________________________[Laying in the entrance of the warriors' den, Robinsong watched the drama with Trouttail and the spirit cats unfold in the clearing. She slowly washed a forepaw, taking extra time to pick her claws clean, while her mismatching eyes narrowed with smug content. She had to restrain a purr of delight as she watched the limp body of Trouttail being fussed over, and Foampaw's desperate, pleading eyes as she watched her mentor lay there. Now she just wanted to laugh. Laugh at Trouttail, at Foampaw, and the rest of them. Her eyes danced with sinister glee.]
If only Trouttail was dead. That would certainly make this day a joyous one!
[She put the forepaw she was washing over her muzzle, trying to muffle the snickers that she couldn't hold back. But she knew that if any cat caught her laughing like this, they'd be even more suspicious. Quickly, she turned her head to peer inside the warriors' den. She stared at Lightningstrike's fluffy silver tabby pelt, the slow rise and fall of his flanks. She narrowed her eyes at him, the sadistic humor that had sparkled in them heartbeats ago but a distant memory. Only a sheen of doubt and distrust was present now. Robinsong snorted, turning her head back to the crowd of cats gathering around the unconscious warrior. But she dare not continue watching. She forced herself to resume grooming, tail-tip flicking irritably.]
(( Lol, nuttin against you, food. : P
Oi, Leo, where's Lightningstrike? x_x; I'm just assuming that he's still asleep in the den... ))
Once again, I'll change the colors and stuff later...Even though I kind like this one...Still very busy irl. OTL ))_______________________________“…one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”  
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 7:31 pm
Mosstar saw her eager apprentice waiting to go training. "Of course, I made a promise, and we will do some battle training right now." Mosstar guided Skyepaw to the enterance.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 7:39 pm
(wouldn't Mosstar see Troutail?)
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 7:47 pm
I am the sand that whispers under the blazing sun. Desertkit ----------------------------------- Desertkit woke up bright and early beside his mother Sandbeam, she looked asleep, so he crept silently out of the nursery, but then was caught by Treewhisker."Oh no you dont, you have to stay in there." Treewhisker grabbed me by the scruff. "But..." I tried to protest, but then was silenced by a flick of his tail. I am Desert.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 7:50 pm
((Yes but know you are already being taken care of. :3 ))
Jadefoot was out of Highcave and saw the comotion in the clearing,"What in Starclans name is going on around here!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 7:52 pm
((@Food- my thoughts exactly))  F o a m p a w"Is it not better to remain silent, than to lie?"______________________________ [Foampaw ran. She left Mintpaw, and Shallowpaw, and Frostfern. She headed off to where she knew she could receive comfort and help. She headed for the Nursery]
"Mom! Dad!"
[She yelled, frantic]
"Come quick! Come quick! Trouttail is in pain and he needs help!"______________________________ 
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 7:57 pm
Sandbeam saw Foampaw come shouting about Trouttail,"Im not able, Treewhisker go help, Ill be alright."Sandbeam blinked with compassion, knowing that Treewhisker didnt want to leave, but he did anyway.((RPing Tree this once))
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:04 pm
ll ядveишiиg ll   ((I BE SORRYZ...been busy with the guild I just made, plus exams and just got back from my vacation, sorry for not telling you guys. Oh and if this post doesn't make sense, I apologise beforehand because I only read up to 2 pages before this.))
[Ravenwing sat at the entrance of the warrior's den, his emerald green gaze unblinking as he watched the drama with Trouttail unfolding. He was concerned, of course, but Trouttail had plenty of cats fussing over him, and him going over would not really make any difference. Ravenwing padded over to Robinsong and sat next to her, casting a glance at her.]
"Washing yourself while other cats are fussing over Trouttail?"
[He asked airily, not hint of suspicion in his tone.]
((Written in a hurry...))
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:05 pm
F o a m p a w"Is it not better to remain silent, than to lie?"______________________________ [Foampaw nudged Treewhisker over to where Trouttail was lying]
"Hurry up dad!"
[She exclaimed]______________________________
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:38 pm
R o b i n s o n g“Beauty has two edges: one of laughter…”_______________________________________[Robinsong blinked over to Ravenwing. Her eyes displayed no emotion as she searched both his voice and expression for hints of suspicion, or anything else. There were none. She looked back to Trouttail once more before resuming her washing.]
“...I think the others have him under control. Besides, it's not my business what happens to him. And don't use the excuse 'we're all Clanmates', because it doesn't apply here.”
[She replied coldy, picking up a forepaw to draw over an ear. She didn't really care about Trouttail at this point, nor Ravenwing. What she felt was...apathy. At least, that's what she could make of it.]
(( Oh I sees. o.o
Well, I g2g. xD See ya...whenever you're online. OTL ))_______________________________“…one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”
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Leopardstreak Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 9:35 pm
 L i g h t n i n g s t r i k e"Vigilance is to be the only one to stick with it until the end, no matter the obstacles surrounding the victory."______________________________________ ((Hurr, he's actually at the Gathering, which is over, so yeah, he's comin' back.))
[Lighningstrike padded into camp behind Mosstar, his amber eyes glittering. He surveyed Trouttail's situation calmly, though made no effort to help in any way. He bounded over to the fresh-kill pile and snatched a water vole from the pile and carried it over in front of the warriors' den, not noticing Robinsong and Ravenwing sitting there.
He settled down on his massive paws, tucking into the vole. He finished it quickly, then licked a paw and washed his whiskers. He proceeded to groom his pelt thoroughly, which was caked with mud and dried blood from his wounds.] ______________________________________
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