Willowtail
Silver
Medicine Cat of IvyClan.
Posts: 130
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Post by Willowtail on Oct 30, 2009 16:45:53 GMT -5
Whitesong nodded. "Yes, whether I know or not, I can't treat him here." She hesitated. Whitesong was tiny, and Rockwhisker wasn't exactly small. "Could you help me bring him back?
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Post by Crystalstar on Oct 31, 2009 0:45:28 GMT -5
Blazestorm had heard what was going on-from a distant. Calling Crystalstar over to him the pair headed towards the sounds on quick, light paws. Blazestorm gasped opon seeing his Clanmate toppled over in pain, he quickly half-ran half-walked towards the three with Crystalstar. Like something turning on inside of her Crystalstar became the leader she was good at doing and took charge, calming everyone down.
"Whitesong, run back to camp and prepare your herbs for Rockwhisker. Blazestorm, Wildfang and I will follow and bring him back." She nodded firmly. Starting to throw herself under the fidgeting Rockwhisker along with her deputy and Blazestorm.
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Rainclaw
Slate
Deputy of IvyClan.
Posts: 43
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Post by Rainclaw on Oct 31, 2009 10:10:43 GMT -5
Wildfang helped lift Rockwhisker off the ground, and nodded at his leader. He was suprised that she was here, but she had come in and taken charge. "Well, we should get going."He mewed, grunting as he lifted Rockwhisker a little higher.
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Willowtail
Silver
Medicine Cat of IvyClan.
Posts: 130
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Post by Willowtail on Nov 1, 2009 16:22:47 GMT -5
Whitesong nodded, and bounded away to camp.
*switching threads*
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Rainclaw
Slate
Deputy of IvyClan.
Posts: 43
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Post by Rainclaw on Nov 2, 2009 14:58:03 GMT -5
Wildfang helped carry his clanmate back towards the camp, their progress was slow. He slipped on a patch of wet leaves and almost let Rockwhisker fall to the ground. He reagained his footing and lifted up once more.
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Post by sydney on Nov 2, 2009 21:59:26 GMT -5
Jett turned her head to the stars, remembering many moons ago. A mother, a loving, caring clan. Now what did she have? A sorry excuse for a place to live and a heart of full of artificial hope. With a sigh Jett wanted to sleep, knowing it wouldn't come was something she disliked.
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Rockhead
Silver
Memeber of IvyClan. First Graduate of RolePlay School. Guest Man Helper Person.
Posts: 142
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Post by Rockhead on Nov 2, 2009 22:04:29 GMT -5
Rockwhisker's eyes shot open as the warriors carried him. In his sleep he had dreamed about a fox attacking his family at birth. His father died and his mother ran away. But there was something he couldn't remember. Something about a sister or something like that. " Mother! Father! No!" He shouted into the air.
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Post by sydney on Nov 2, 2009 22:22:24 GMT -5
Jett thought back more to her past, a dificult subject she barely remembered. A fox, a father and kit, attacked, herself carried off by her mom. Her head began to spin, the memories didn't want to come back, nothing, at all. Moaning Jett placed her paws over her ears.
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Rainclaw
Slate
Deputy of IvyClan.
Posts: 43
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Post by Rainclaw on Nov 3, 2009 14:40:09 GMT -5
Wildfang blinked as Rockwhisker's eyes blinked open. "Rockwhisker! Whats wrong with you?"He grunted as he grew weary from carrying his clanmate. "Also, next time you want to collapse, Lay off the mice."
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Post by sydney on Nov 3, 2009 23:09:13 GMT -5
Opening her eyes shortly after closing them, Jett turned to the sky. Idle sounds drifted in the background, almost calming. With another moan and a grumbling stomach Jett leapt from the rock, trying to avoid teritories as she looked for a vole or two.
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