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Post by icefang on Jan 30, 2006 17:23:56 GMT -5
Spirit went trudging through WindClan territory. Really, she only knew because of very faint scent markers. She was thoroughly lost. Her fur was encrusted with snow, and she was shivering, her breath coming in great clouds before her. She wasn't even searching anymore. She was trying to find her way ho-- her way back. But then she heard the wailing of kits. "Where are you?" she yowled into the fierce wind. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!" Stormkit and Nightkit wailed. Spirit ran around searching for them, and then she found the tiny creatures floundering helplessly in the snow deeper then they were tall. She grabbed them by the scruff of the neck and ran off into the distance. But she couldn't keep it up. She hadn't gone ten fox-lengths before she stopped. She couldn't go on, she had to just lay there and die... she curled up with the freezing kits to her belly, breathing warm air on them and saying softly "It'll be alright... everything's fine..." OOC: Oh Bearpaw, you must come and save the poor things!
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jan 30, 2006 21:54:29 GMT -5
Suddenly a figure appeared next to ehr. Spirit? You all right? bearpaw asked, his golden eyes watching hers in an almost worried manner. He looked at the kits, raising a bewildered brow.
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jan 31, 2006 16:38:29 GMT -5
OOC:can Seapaw come?
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Post by icefang on Jan 31, 2006 17:57:51 GMT -5
OOC: I suppose, but note that everyone is in the WindClan camp sheltering from the blizzard.
IC: Spirit was drifting in and out of consiousness, and the kits were losing warmth. She gave the black one to Bearpaw and rasped, "I found them out here. We have to take them back, but I'm lost." She was too cold and tired to care one single bit about her being lost, something she would normally blatantly deny.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jan 31, 2006 22:59:37 GMT -5
Come on Spirit. You'll make it, the tom said softly, nudging her wiht his warm nose. He picked up both kits in his mouth, not caring that they bounced against each other every now and then. He nosed her again, then trotted along in the right direction. He paused, and waited for the shecat.
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Post by icefang on Feb 1, 2006 18:03:33 GMT -5
Spirit followed Bearpaw's warm and welcoming scent and stumbled her way to the WindClan camp with him.
OOC: By warm and welcoming scent, she just means that he seems like the only source of warmth, so it's not affection yet.... anyway,
TO WINDCLAN CAMP
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 1, 2006 18:06:56 GMT -5
to-same
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