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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 26, 2006 17:08:49 GMT -5
Cinderheart dipped her head. "It is my calling, as a Medicine cat," she mewed. She sniffed Purekit, checking for anything that could point to sickness. Luckily, everything was normal.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Oct 26, 2006 22:18:51 GMT -5
Nightkit curled up and went to sleep stubbornly. Maybe if she slept these strange cats would leave.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 30, 2006 20:06:01 GMT -5
Cinderheart purred at the kit. But she was equally stubbern; she determanedly went over to sniff Nightkit.
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Oct 31, 2006 21:21:58 GMT -5
Thistlekit attempted to open his eyes but instead all he could do was squint. He let out a frustrated growl.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 1, 2006 19:34:24 GMT -5
Cinderheart saw nothing unnormal about Nightkit, and quickly nosed over Thistlekit.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 1, 2006 19:40:06 GMT -5
Purekit curled into a ball and fell asleep She was tired and it had been a long day.
“We’ll take them to the forest tomorrow.” Midnightfang meowed. He lay down, curled his tail around his forepaws and watched all his kits.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 1, 2006 19:44:09 GMT -5
Cinderheart looked at the cute, peaceful, innocent lives through eyes that cared for everycat in this forest. Pity was deeply imbedded into her soft actions and gaze. She couldn't imagin these little, helpless souls being hurt in any way.
"I'll go out often to... gather herbs," she mewed softly. "I just wouldn't be able to live knowing that I didn't help these tiny things in every way posible."
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