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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Sept 12, 2007 16:35:51 GMT -5
Mossfire dragged Aquasouls wet and unconcious body into the camp. She layed him down gently and looked around for the medicine cat. His head bleeding from where it hit the rock.
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Post by Azure on Sept 12, 2007 16:41:46 GMT -5
Frogblood dropped a fish into the fresh kill pile and looked at Mossfire. His green eyes widened. What happened to Aquasoul? He asked Mossfire with curiousity.[/size]
Ooc: Basilpaw is his daughter.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Sept 12, 2007 16:57:27 GMT -5
"Basilpaw pushed him off of the gorge ledge while he wasnt watching" she hissed with disgust.
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Post by Azure on Sept 12, 2007 17:01:27 GMT -5
Basilpaw?! He said with disblief. Not my Basilpaw...why would she do such a thing?! He said with horror. She....she wouldn't have done that. Mossfire must of just got her mixed up with a loner.....she would never have done that....[/b][/size][/color]
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Sept 12, 2007 17:04:49 GMT -5
"Well it certainly smelled and looked EXACTLY like her and she didnt smell of another clan I know who it was Frogblood!" Mossfire snapped.
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 12, 2007 19:22:02 GMT -5
.Cloudedsoul.
Cloudedsoul padded out of his den, his ginger tail flicking from side to side. His eyes widened as he saw Mossfire and Aquasoul. Cloudedsoul pelted over swiftly, imediently looking at his bleeding head. 'What Happened,' he meowed strickly, trying to see how bad the hit on the head was. He was down at the water with Aquasoul not long before. |
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Post by aemin on Sept 12, 2007 20:26:16 GMT -5
Dreampaw
The medicine cat apprentice padded out behind her mentor, amber fur gleaming as if it had just been groomed. Her eyes curiously studied the wounded cat, and she quickly bounded forward to assist Cloudedsoul. Will we need some cobwebs? Marigold leaves? she asked urgently, the familiar pull of helping tugging at her insides. Dreampaw could never bear to see a cat injured or unconscious. |
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Post by Azure on Sept 13, 2007 14:11:34 GMT -5
Frogblood growled slightly but then looked down saddly as grief clouded his eyes. Why? He mumbled. My daughter pushed Aquasoul off of the gorge.... He said answering Cloudedsoul's question. I have yet to figure out why. He mumbled.[/size]
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Sept 13, 2007 14:48:38 GMT -5
"He hit his head on a rock while falling luckily I got there in time or he would have died' Mossfire sighed. Growling slightly at the thought of an apprentice doing something so...wrong!
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 13, 2007 16:03:08 GMT -5
.Cloudedsoul.
Cloudedsoul nodded, still examining Aquasoul's head. 'Yes Dreampaw, Cobwebs, Marigold, and some Goldenrod could be helpful' He meowed to his apprentice, glancing back at her for a moment before turning his attention back to Aquasoul. Cloudedsoul glanced up at Mossfire and dipped his head. 'He Should be Fine' He meowed, trying to comfort the she-cat. |
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Post by aemin on Sept 13, 2007 18:13:20 GMT -5
Dreampaw of RiverClan
The apprentice nodded, turned, and bounded away from the three cats. Her ears had picked up the words shared between Frogblood and Mossfire, and she did not desire to become a part of an argument - or worse, a fight. Fawnstar would have their tails off if they started a fight, Dreampaw knew. It was best to keep out of it. She entered the medicine cat den and quickly searched out marigold, recognizing by scent as well as sight. Wondering how much she should take, Dreampaw angled her ears back as to listen to the conversation between the three cats she had left outside. |
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Post by ::Fawn:: on Sept 13, 2007 19:43:18 GMT -5
What's going on? Fawnstar's red brown pelt shone like fire in the in the bright sunlight. Her coat rippled as she stepped majestically toward the horrific scene. Her short coat was slightly wavy, and shone with health and hydration. The she cat had bathed in the river that morrning, and had allowed her pelt to sun dry before coming back to camp to issue patrols. She looked beautiful. Fawnstar's large emerald jade green optics were bright, and almond shaped, the camp reflected in their deep green depths.
Fawnstar strode over to Aquasoul and the other cats, every step she took, bursting with authority and confidence. Marching to Cloudedsoul, she meowed in a quietly frightening voice, What happened? Her voice was calm, but it was almost more scary than if she had been yelling.
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Post by aemin on Sept 13, 2007 20:41:40 GMT -5
Dreampaw
Uh oh. Those were the apprentice's first thoughts. She quickly chose the marigold, delicately carrying the leaves outside. Seeing Fawnstar, she bowed her head before setting the marigold leaves before her mentor and racing away to find goldenrod. Cobwebs might do first a voice whispered inside her head. Dreampaw absentmindedly picked her way into the herb den and bent her head to pick up the goldenrod. It was the first pile on the right, as Dreampaw knew from experience of three moons of training. Turning with the leaves in her mouth, she padded out once more. |
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Sept 14, 2007 18:02:51 GMT -5
-Mistshine-
A pure-white shape, fur shining in the sunlight, followed Fawnstar's red-brown figure.
Blood trickled down Aquasoul's head, and he remained unconscious. Mistshine winced ,the little movement almost unnoticeable, and her ears twitched a little-only a fraction, almost an invisible action. As Fawnstar spoke to poor Cloudedsoul in a threatening-sounding tone, Mistshine sidled up to her and watched Cloudedsoul carefully, waiting for his answer. She still had not said a word about Aquasoul.
Mistshine was not good with nature-enforced death. She had always thought it was a horrible thing--cats drowning, cats with tails bitten off falling out of a tree, adders and sharp rocks--she hated it. Her crystal-blue irises shone and shivered in memory.
-Sparklepaw-
Sparklepaw, hearing all the commotion, sprinted out of the apprentices' den. Her feeling that something bad was happening was confirmed. A huddle of cats gathered around one single, unconscious, waterlogged cat. She gasped. The familiar shape...her mentor! Aquasoul...
Even though she didn't really know him yet--he'd only been her mentor for a day or so--she cared about him as if he were her brother. It was just her nature. She pelted up to the other cats, nudged between a few, and stared. What...what happened? Her green eyes seemed a bit more watery than usual, and her legs were wobbling, threatening to collapse.
-Rainbowstream-
As she entered the camp, the she-cat glanced at the abnormally large huddle of cats in the clearing. What...
Her legs moved a bit quicker as she set down the two mice and a meaty vole onto the fresh-kill pile, promising her grumbling stomach a meal later.
She trotted quickly over to the crowd, and peered over a few heads. A cat was lying there, and he seemed unconscious. He was drenched, and blood ran down from his skull onto the ground. She shivered, a chill going up her spine.
Aquasoul. That was Aquasoul. Lying there, maybe dead. A horrible thing... |
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Sept 14, 2007 19:04:48 GMT -5
Mossfire bowed her head to her leader and looked at the wet warrior. "I was out hunting when I saw Basilpaw push him off the gorge edge while he was close to it and not paying attention..." Mossfire meowed softly letting the hatred die down.
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