Rockhead
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 26, 2009 20:19:04 GMT -5
Rockwhisker barely heard Whitesong. "Just go away Whitesong. You should worry about warriors who have value in there lives. Like Sunsetfur. Just go!" He growled with a very angry and loud voice. He had enough of Ivyclan and if one more cat asked him what was wrong or if he was okay he would go to Scorchclan and beg to be an underling.
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Willowtail
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 26, 2009 22:00:22 GMT -5
"Shut up, Rockwhisker." Whitesong snapped. "You have value here, and you know it. Now tell me what's wrong, or I'm going to have to force the words out of your mouth myself." She sat down beside him, and curled her tail around her paws. Though her tone had been harsh, her gaze was soft and gentle. She truly wanted to help Rockwhisker, is he'd let him.
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Rockhead
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 26, 2009 22:07:40 GMT -5
Rockwhisker stood up and started walking away. "I will not tell you because nothing is wrong!" He growled. He padded away from Whitesong and that tree and over to the Scorchclan border. He ran across it and headed for there camp. He was going to beg to be an underling. Whitesong had driven him over the edge.
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Willowtail
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 26, 2009 22:12:55 GMT -5
Whitesong jumped up. "Rockwhisker, get a back here!" She bounded after him. just till the border, btu didn't dare cross it. "Im a Medicine Cat! Dont try to tell me when something's wrong or not because I can tell, and there's definitely something wrong. Now just get back over here, and let's figure out together if there's a way to make all of this work out and everybody'll be happy."
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Rockhead
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 26, 2009 22:17:32 GMT -5
Rockwhisker stopped in his tracks. "I know for a fact you can't cure whats wrong! And if you are medicine cat you should know!" He walked right past Whitesong and back into Ivyclan territory. He sat under and tree and waited. "So tell me what you think is wrong."
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Willowtail
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 26, 2009 22:20:17 GMT -5
"I have no idea, that's why I'm asking you. And I know I can't cure everything, but I can at least try. " Whitesong's voice was gentle again. "Not all wounds are physical..." She added softly.
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Rockhead
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 26, 2009 22:25:22 GMT -5
Rockwhisker spoke "If you don't know leave me alone! If I was going to tell you I would! But I didn't so stop bugging me!" He stood up and padded away. He couldn't believe the nerve of some cats. He hated it when people tried to know about his emotions. Thats why he stayed out of camp almost every day and night.
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Willowtail
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 26, 2009 22:27:33 GMT -5
OOC: Cats no people! XD
BIC: "Rockwhisker, come on. You know I'm trying to help." Whitesong meowed, trying to convince him.
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 26, 2009 22:30:20 GMT -5
OOC: XD Sorry. You have made mistakes aswell!
BIC: Rockwhisker spoke "You are trying not succeeding." HE started to run. He needed to get away. From Whitesong and himself. While he was running he though of Jett and tripped. He slid across the ground and over what seemed like every rock in Ivyclan territory.
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Post by iSLY<----- on Oct 27, 2009 17:48:59 GMT -5
A light-furred figure perched atop in a distant tree, dark blue eyes as cold as frost stared down below. The cream and light brown tabby had been up there forever, and he wasn't planning on going down any time soon. Not after to what happened with his dear mentor.
Nightpaw was a newly made apprentice of IvyClan, and he had to get the deputy as his mentor. Oh, I know what your thinking... The deputy! What an honor young Nightpaw!
No, that's not what it feels like to this feline... Nightpaw knows for a fact that Wildfang doesn't like him, or even knows anything about training! They both had gotten into a quarrel this morning, about training of course. Wildfang wanted to have him collect moss, and Nightpaw had growled that he wanted to battle train. But Wildfang told him he wasn't ready.
Angry and annoyed, the tom had gone into the forest, saying he would bring back some bloody moss, but had gone and not returned. He had found this nice looking tree, and had decided to stay up here all day just to piss off Wildfang. Nightpaw's long tail drooped from the tree as he rolled onto his back on the wide branch, stretching as his eyes closed contently.
His claws stretched out and dug into the branch above, his eyes opening though when he heard a noise from below. He turned so that his head appeared over the edge of the hard bark. His blue gaze followed the move-ments of a feline form coming from the border to ScorchClan. Whiskers twitching in curiousity, the young tom sat up easily and stared down.
As he watched he saw that the cat was in a run, bolting into IvyClan territory with such speed, he wasn't sure if the tom was gonna stop! He however did, right when he saw the cat trip, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. woww! What a CLUTZ! Nightpaw thought as he let out a hiss, snickering as he watched the tom from above. He didn't recognize the cat from all the way up the tree, but was sure that it was an IvyClan cat.
oh, I guess I should go see what's up with this clusmy whisker Nightpaw thought with a smirk as he turned and crouched low, making his way down the oak with little effort. His long legs hit the floor below with a soft thud. The tall tom looked over to where the cat had stopped, his shoulders rolling back a couple times.
Climbing and going down trees was this tom's specialy, something WILDFANG could never teach him. As Nightpaw examined the cat, and got a good clear scent off him, he realized that this tom was indeed an IvyClan cat, lucky for him...
"Hey." He meowed, his voice sharp to get the cat's attention; he padded in a prowl over to the warrior. His tall size made Nightpaw appear to look like a warrior, but he was just an apprentice. hm, and I thought apprentices were the ones slippery on their paws, this tom can't possibly belong in IvyClan. Only StreamClan idiots slip on their own paws through these woods... Nightpaw thought, smirking at the tom, white fangs showing slightly as he straightened up.
"You have a nice trip?" He asked, his voice sneering as he padded over to the tom, eyes narrowed in mock. His tail twitched back and fourth as he kept a distance from the warrior. "Your.....Rockwhisker, arn't you?" He finally asked, voice holding a chuckle as he sat down and drew his tail over his paws. He remembered seeing the tom at a clan meeting, he rarely saw him in camp. "I'm sure you know me." he stated, eyes closing as he put a paw to his chest lightly, smirking like the arrogant apprentice he was. He had no respect for anyone but himself really, so that's why he's such a rude tom to everyone, not caring about if Rockwhisker was a warrior, OR the leader!
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 27, 2009 20:33:18 GMT -5
OOC: XD
BIC: Whitesong smile as he ran away. "Okay. I won't help." Let him sink into his won misery for a while, she thought. Maybe then he would realized it's good to talk to someone.
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 27, 2009 20:51:20 GMT -5
Rockwhisker stood up and looked at the apprentice. "I'm sorry but I don't know you and I have never heard of you. I thought kits were supposed to stay in camp and the small nursery. Not roaming around the Scorchclan border. Have you heard of me?" He growled. "Now go! And don't let me find you around this border again! Or Crystalstar will hear of this!" He spat before unsheathing his claws and arching his back. He wasn't sure if this kit was Ivyclan, or Scorchclan.
The minute he arched his back he fell to the ground in pain. Something was wrong and he could barely stand for more then five seconds.He started to crawl. "Get help." He spat at the apprentice. "Now!" He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to get past the pain but it only got worse. He put his front paws over his face and dug his claws into his forehead. Again the pain didn't fade, just got worse.
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Post by Rainclaw on Oct 28, 2009 16:00:36 GMT -5
Wildfang padded out of camp, following his apprentice's scent. Nightpaw had decided to ignore him and go laze around all day. Well, now, He was going to get to know the elders a little better. He followed the trail to a tree where he had sat for a while. He stopped when he heard voices. "Nightpaw! What are you doing out here? I told you to be back in camp with moss at Sunhigh! I had to have Riverpaw do it. Now..."He stopped when he pushed through a bush to see what his apprentice was doing. "Rockwhisker! Whats wrong?"He asked hurriedly. He saw his apprentice standing over him. "Nightpaw, get help, I'll stay here!"He padded over to the younger warrior and crouched down. "Whats wrong?"He asked confusidly, never having seen something like this before.
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Post by Rockhead on Oct 28, 2009 16:07:51 GMT -5
Rockwhsker tried to stand but collapsed. "I-I don't know. Just get help." He whispered. He looked at Wildfang before looking at the ground. "Please. Get help." He said before blacking out. His legs still couldn't hold his weight up. And the worst part yet, he was still thinking about Jett and what she did to him.
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Post by iSLY<----- on Oct 28, 2009 16:27:53 GMT -5
The smirk was wiped off the tom's face at Rockwhisker's remarks. "Who are you calling kit?!" He hissed, tail lashing as his lips turned back in a short scowl at the young warrior. "I'm as big as you, and I don't relly know you. I'm Nightpaw." He remarked swiftly, eyes flashing as he listened on to the warriors rambles.
heh, go ahead and tell her, see if I care- The tom thought but he became confused when the warrior suddenly recoiled in pain it looked like. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the tom, ignoring his requests to leave, or get help.
"What are you? An elder?" He asked, voice rude as he turned to just leave this worthless tom. his back must be broken, weak boned old fool Nightpaw thought, claws unsheltered as he began to leave. He stopped in his tracks as he heard the oh so familar voice of... damn it. Wildfang.
He rolled his eyes at the deputy and sat down lazily, "And?" He hissed, watching his mentor pad over to the weeping IvyClan cat. "I don't know what's wrong with the doof." He spat, tail lashing as he became annoyed. He wasn't at all worried or concerned about Rockwhisker.
He blinked and strained his ears to hear what they were saying. He didn't go get help like Wildfang had told him. He was more interested in watching this fit. His head tilted to the side slightly as he watched, "What? Did he die?" He asked Wildfang, voice curious as he saw that the warrior had tumbled over, eyes closed shut.
The apprentice stood up and looked at both cats, eyes narrowed as his face turned up in a small smirk. and I thought warriors were strong. He thought, tail flicking as he disobeyed what he was told to do.
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 28, 2009 20:24:02 GMT -5
Whitesong was just close enough to hear Rockwhisker's cries, and she bounded quickly back to the warrior. "Rockwhisker!" She gasped. "What happened!?" She asked the surrounding cats before sniffing the warriors limp body.
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Post by Rainclaw on Oct 29, 2009 16:59:44 GMT -5
Wildfang watched as the medicine cat burst into the clearing. "I don't know, I just found him out here, he asked for help, then collapsed. Do you think you can cure him? Do you need anything?"Wildfang asked quickly, staying calm. He turned his gaze to his apprentice. He narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a low voice, "Get back to camp, now."He put forth the last word forcefully. "I'll talk to you later."He turned his gaze back to the medicine cat, ignoring his apprentice to help Rockwhisker.....
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Post by iSLY<----- on Oct 29, 2009 17:34:39 GMT -5
Nightpaw scoffted with the utmost of rudeness and glared at the cats. "Why don't you two just-" he started to say, but then bit his tounge. His eyes landed on Wildfang as he spoke to him. His dark blue gaze didn't faulter as he stared back into Wildfang's narrowed eyes. Finally, Nightpaw became untence, and he put on a surprsingly respectful smile. "Yes Wildfang. I'll be off now." He meowed, his voice showing kindness, as he turned tail, smile faultering as he scowled, not looking back at the cats tending to Rockwhisker.
heh, I'm such a good actor. Nightpaw thought, tail high as he padded on out of sight of the cats. He went into a bound as he shot back to camp, he had his fun, and besides, if IvyClan lost any warriors (even a mouse-dung like Rockwhisker) they wouldn't be able to defend themself too well.
when I finally become a warrior, I'll show these noobs how it's done. He vowed, eyes glinting slyly as he turned toward the entrance of camp and entered, a soft smirk now over his face. [he'll be back with help. xP]
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 29, 2009 21:10:27 GMT -5
"That really depends on what happened. "Whitesong answered. "Did he seem sick or unhealthy to you?"
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Post by Rainclaw on Oct 30, 2009 14:00:29 GMT -5
"I just got here, and he was keeled over in pain. He just collapsed. Maybe we should get him back to camp?"He suggested. He closed his eyes for a second, thinking of Nightpaw. He had to talk to his apprentice, and he meant a talk, but, he had to think of what to say. He went over this as he waited for Whitesong's reply....
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