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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 6, 2007 22:04:51 GMT -5
Amberheart walked slowly and weakly into the center of sunning rocks. Her legs were week and her body was thin. A cat could see her ribs if they looked hard enough but her long fur covered it, mostly. She didn't care who came a RiverClan cat or ThunderClan cat. This area belonged to both clans. So a RiverClanner should give her no trouble. She wouldn't do anything anyways; they could kill her for all she cared. 'What do I do now?' She thought, Amberheart had nothing to live for, she had no apprentice, she new no one in her clan, and even though she did nothing she thought that no one even like her, or cared for her. She wasn't always like this, she use to have one cat who was kind of her friend, she had talked to him only one time, Birchclaw was his name, but Amberheart hadn't seen him in a very long time. After that everything went down hill, she was being less and less asked to go on hunts or patrols, spending time in the medicine cats den, for her lack of energy. She slowly started eating less and less fresh-kill, and all together soon stopped. Breaking out of her daze she glanced around only moving her eyes. She was on top of a very high rock, looking down she new that if she jumped she would die, would StarClan even accept her, did they forget about her just like everyone else had. Looking down to where her fragial body could lay, she shook her head. "No..." She said and slowly made her way down back to the ground. She was too scared to do it, to kill herself. But in the state she was in death would be coming for her sooner or later. Amberheart walked over to a waterfall that was in the area of sunning rocks. She could see the suns setting reflection in the water, and turned around to watch the sun go to sleep. "This may be the last time I see it." She whispered for only her ears to hear. Soon enough it was hidden behind the rocks and she turned back to the water, seeing the first stars of StarClan awakening. She breathed in the cool air, which felt nice for her week lungs. All her peace was quickly disturbed when she felt something claw her back, she couldn't yowl out in pain, and a tear dropped from her eye and fell into the pond in front of her. With her final strength she clawed at it and squirmed away. Far enough away from what ever it was, she turned and faced it, if this was her last fight she would die with the feeling of honor that she fought till the end. It bared no smell of a cat, smelling again she new what it was. “A Fox!” she shouted with fear in her voice. At that moment it came charging at her again, Amberheart was somewhat ready, her legs not having enough time to move it bit her side, but she clawed it’s face hitting it’s eye. She heard it whimper out in pain. She could feel blood coming out from where it bit her, but not enough that she couldn’t move, but enough that in her state she could barley fight. She needed help if she was going to take on this fox. Which was roughly her size maybe a little bigger because she was so skinny. Panting Amberheart stared it down, looking it in the eye. “I won’t back down that easy!” She hissed.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 7, 2007 0:11:14 GMT -5
OOC: Amazing post! Should Amber & Dawn become friends, as they both seem to need one?
Dawnstorm's pelt stood out from any background, and yet blended so well with everything. Her long, soft fur and pelt that seemed to be swirls of every color known to felines: pure blacks, golden oranges, silky whites, rich dark browns, even the occasional reddish or blue tint could be discerned in the multitude of colors. And yet, looking at her coat, one would only see at first a jumble of nothing, the nighttime colors more somehow prominent than the bright patches which dappled them. She had been sent out on a lone border-patrol, her favorite kind. There was no one she had to talk to, no cat to force an awkward conversation that left Dawnstorm drained. The many hued calico lived in fear of being caught alone with another of her Clan. She always said stupid things if she did talk, which she tried not to do. On occasion she had actually run physically away from others. The only cat she could talk to, her apprentice, seemed not to mind his mentor's muteness around her fellow RiverClanners.
Then of course there was the ThunderClan tom she had met - but a pang of terrible sadness filled her heart whenever she thought of him, and he was supposed to meet her, but didn't. She had overheard at the next gather a good reason why: he had disappeared. Happy to be alone in her thoughts, she was hopeful that this patrol would be uneventful, leaving her to peacefully, if not happily, wander along the border. But as she approached the Sunningrocks, which RiverClan had one it a battle with ThunderClan, it wasn't only memories of Shadowheart that awakened in her mind. She heard a sound and smelled a cat - ThunderClan - and something else, the dog-like scent of fox. She half-heartedly hurried forward, her mind becoming blissfully lost in the alertness of fights, the terror of danger.
She leaped at the red-brown creature that was so like a cat in looks but so different in every other way. As her claws sunk into its side, it jerked backwards, surprised, and retreated a couple steps. It seemed to assess what had happened for a split second before racing off, perhaps knowing it was no match for two warriors. Dawnstorm, like usual, didn't know what to say. She couldn't just leave - a ThunderClanner was on RiverClan territory - but how could she chase out this cat when they had just chased a fox away together? It was headed fast for the close by border that marked the edge of the Clans' forest; they wouldn't be hearing from it anytime soon. Dawnstorm took a few steps away, her eyes showing her confusion at what to do.
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Post by ::Fawn:: on Aug 7, 2007 0:18:02 GMT -5
OOC: Do i need to bring in the leader, and ask you two to get over it? lol. Just kidding.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Aug 7, 2007 8:03:42 GMT -5
OOC: LOL. Oh and Rain, are you going to rp Blizzardkit again? I havent seen Angelkit around and so it feels as though Dreamcloud is a warrior instead of a Queen. LOL!
Kestrelpaw. Kestrelpaw slipped through the forest, her ears and nose guiding her along the path. She could smell trees, moss, the river, and a RiverClan warrior with a ThunderClan warrior. Wait? What is ThunderClan doing here? She padded forward out of curiosity and stopped, feeling a bush brush against her flank. Her bright blue eyes were sharp, but she didn't hiss at the intruder. She didn't know who it was. It could be a good friend of hers for all she knew. She felt a stepping stone and carefully walked across to SunningRocks. She nearly slipped on the last rock but the blind she-cat made it over. She smelled the air again. The same scents and something else.....something she knew and had smelled when she was a kit. Blood and a fox! She raced over to both cats, incase they needed help, but knowing how many cats were, they would probably think that she wouldn't be able to help because she was blind. As she reached the two cats, she noticed that they had already chased the fox away, the scent weaker. She then knew that the RiverClan warrior was Dawnstorm, a warrior that she would respect forever. The ThunderClanner she didnt know. She looked at Dawnstorm with slightless eyes. 'Is every thing alright? I smelt a fox.' she meowed. Her dark brown paws kneaded the ground uncomfortably and her black pelt prickled with unease. There was blood, but she couldn't tell if it was fox or cat blood.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 7, 2007 9:22:52 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks for the post comment lol. Ya They could be friends with her (: And yes I still rp Blizzardkit, I just havent got him into a good post yet which I think I will.
Amberheart still stood becoming more scared now then ever. Two RiverClan cats had come, and she took a few steps back still facing them. It hurt so much, her side; she kind of stumbled on the pain flopping down in a sitting pose. She looked at the next cat that came, too small to be a warrior, 'an apprentice...' She thought, and by the looks of it she was blind, but that didn't mean she wasn't a threat. Amberheart was lost for words, this RiverClanner had saved her, but she was techinicaly on their territory, she just hoped more didn't come. She opened her mouth to speak but ended up coughing instead. The only thing she managed to get out was a quite thanks that she could hear. If she tried to speak again, she would end up coughing again. A breeze blew by, brushing across her un-wounded side. The moon was slowly starting to come out and as soon as she could move she would start to make her way back to ThunderClan territory.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 7, 2007 9:48:19 GMT -5
Dawnstorm was just about as scared at the arrival of her Clanmate as Amberheart seemed to be. She didn't have anything against Kestrelpaw - why should she? - but, of course, was terrified of him. There was something wrong there, she knew: Being scared of an apprentice because she was shy was stupid, even if it was more of a phobia than a little trouble talking. She backed uncertainly onto a shadowier rock, hoping that the two would miraculously forget about her. But she still faced the same problem, now magnified; she couldn't let an apprentice deal with an intruding warrior - though this one seemed weak enough. Dawnstorm didn't answer Kestrelpaw's question; it was obvious that while Dawnstorm had a couple scratches, the ThunderClan cat had a large side wound. She needed to see a medicine cat, and soon. But Dawnstorm stayed silent, hoping the much more outgoing - who wasn't, compared to her? - Kestrelpaw would take over, dealing with all the confusion of what to do. Maybe if the cat cooperated she would sneak off before Kestrelpaw was done, avoiding unnecessary talking.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Aug 7, 2007 12:21:29 GMT -5
Kestrelpaw. Kestrelpaw herd Dawnstorm scramble up the rocks and looked down at her paws sadly. She turned, smelling the blood from the ThunderClan she-cat. 'You need a MedicineCat and quick! I'm not stupid, I can tell that you are injured and I can smell your fear scents.' she meowed, walking over to Amberheart. 'Come on, you can go and see Cloudedsoul, he's our MedicineCat. If you went to your MedicineCat, you would be dead before you even would get there.' She meowed. 'Dawnstorm, could you please help me?' Kestrelpaw meowed kindly to the RiverClan warrior and the ThunderClan warrior.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Aug 7, 2007 16:37:14 GMT -5
Ooc: Would it be easier if I had Cloudedsoul just bound by and notice them? XD
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 7, 2007 18:44:45 GMT -5
Dawnstorm, for all her fear, didn't particularly like being treated like a kit, which is how she felt at the moment. She knew it was untrue - Kestrelpaw was merely asking for help, but the way he said it... she cleared her thoughts. What was the point of thinking this kind of thing? She was so good at making herself more scared and miserable, but terrible at cheering herself up or calming herself down. So she merely nodded soundlessly and walked over. She was still unsure of what to do, and stood ready for Amberheart to lean on her or something. Sometimes she wished that she had some shoulder for support. But how could she get one if she couldn't even talk to anyone? She had to try very hard to keep her thoughts from drifting to Shadowstorm. It had been just about here that they had met for the first - and last - time at a territorial stalemate. She had to keep her eyes from closing to block out the view of where he had been sitting, an ache in her heart making her want to just cry. But she didn't show any of this on the outside, where nervous terror still haunted her expressions.
OOC: Sure, Middy.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Aug 7, 2007 19:26:20 GMT -5
Cloudedsoul picked his way through RiverClan territory, carrying a bundle of medicinal herbs in his jaws. He was oh so lucky RiverClan has plenty of remedies in greenleaf, as he might need them for later. The tabby tom neared Sunningrocks. The moon overhead bathed his surroundings and stars littered the sky. Was it getting late for him to be out? Yes. It was. Just as he was going to begin to head back a tangy scent drifted past his nostrils, one that he knew all to well. Blood. Fear. Fox. Yes, something bad had happened. He sniffed closer, and under the overpowering scents he smelled a hint of ThunderClan. This can’t be good. The medicine cat thought anxiously. He began to quicken his pace, rounding around the boulders to three cats. The tom instantly found the injured, which happened to be the ThunderClanner he had scented earlier. Cloudedsoul padded towards Amberheart, setting the bundle of leaves to the side. What happened? He demanded gently. His voice was demanding, despite his friendly persona, and he wasn’t really asking her a question. He was expecting an answer, not a “like I’d ever tell you”.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 8, 2007 0:10:25 GMT -5
OOC: My post is short 'cause she's not really needed at the moment in terms of thread plot...
Dawnstorm almost wanted to curse out loud when none other than her Clan medicine cat showed up, right there. It was excellent, of course, for Amberheart... but why did Dawnstorm have to be there? She wanted to sneak away more than ever, but her position at Amberheart's side was much too central to where the action was. Everyone's attention was focused on her area, so there was no way of going unnoticed. So she silently waited for Amberheart's reply, hoping this would all be over fast.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Aug 8, 2007 10:35:55 GMT -5
OOC: I'm not needed at the moment......
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 8, 2007 12:57:09 GMT -5
Amberheart scented another RiverClan cat coming, 'Wonderful...' She thought, the more that came the less chance she had of leaving with out a fight. She never liked fighting, but she new she looked so week at the moment, but what could she do about that? 'Well.' She thought, 'Maybe every thing I’m not doing would help.' She was mostly talking about eating. But how could she even, she had lost her hungry, which seemed so long ago. Where was she headed in life? The RiverClan she warrior, was baking away further, from this problem. She couldn't just leave, could she? She saved Amberhearts life, but was it really worth it? She shook her head and looked at the RiverClan cat, which she now saw that it was their medicine cat. 'What's the point of starting up a fight about what happened, I’m not going to lie and say I beat that fox all by my self, all I did was blind it in it's left eye.' She thought opening her mouth to talk, but again coughing that she silenced quickly. "Fox attack…bit my side." Talking wasn't all that easy as she thought it would be, because as soon as she did, her side pounded in pain, which forced her to sit down almost falling over.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Aug 9, 2007 17:21:42 GMT -5
Hm. The orange tabby replied thoughtfully. He strode from her head to her flank, where the wound was inflicted. His green gaze eyed the puncture carefully, watching blood ooze to the ground below her. It doesn’t look that bad. But it will need some webs to stop the bleeding. He explained and turned directly to the calico she-cat. Dawnstorm... Yes! That is your name, forgive me for forgetting, but could you perhaps fetch me some cobwebs? They’re not too hard to spot. He asked kindly. But he didn’t have time to just stare at her and wait for answer. Amberheart was lucky, the bundle of leaves and actually been holding dried gray seeds. He gently dragged a leaf to her and set it in front of her and half-glancing at Dawnstorm.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 9, 2007 20:04:00 GMT -5
Amberheart stayed seated, she wasn't going to try and get up. She looked at the cat that she now new was called Dawnstorm. Amberheart hoped she would help. She felt like dieing but not slowly and painfully, it was an unbearable death to wish upon a cat. What was this luck that RiverClans medicine cat happen to just be walking by. 'Doesn't just seem like a coincidence...' She thought, maybe this was StarClan saying that this wasn't her time to die. But still, what was left for her? 'Maybe making a friend could help...' She thought again about the future. She looked to her side then looked away, it wasn't very pretty to see, but the medicine cat said it wasn't that bad. She was just glad that he was going to even help. Well it wasn't really a medicine cat's nature to leave a cat to die, but you never know. This may have just been that cat that would only help his own clan, but he wasn't. Amberheart shook her head once again removing this mouse brain thought, 'Why am I thinking so much?' She thought to her self, she really was thinking too much, her head was starting to hurt from all her thought. So in order to fix this she just stared at nothing her eyes looking distant.
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