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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 3, 2006 22:39:12 GMT -5
Eat the herbs Shade.
Omens voice was patient, unsuaulaly so, but his white eyes flashed. He turned back to Touselpelt and gave him a long, hard look.
Keep talking.
He siad, one ear perked forawrd lazily, and his mucles relaxed, as if plans to kill were constantly spoken of to him. IN a way they were. For his last gang he had been the lead Assasin. But that was nether here nor there.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 3, 2006 22:40:23 GMT -5
[ooc]If this is for what i think its for, he should try and recruit Hauntedstar...[/ooc]
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jun 4, 2006 1:24:31 GMT -5
Steamcut slunk off a little ways, but remained in earshot. He hated to admit it, but the topic sounded interesting. [/color][/center]
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Post by Marly on Jun 4, 2006 14:43:35 GMT -5
(OOC: lol, cookie! Your supose to be saving Russetkit xD bad omen for not noticing the bleeding, unconsious she-kit! xD)
Russetkit's body began to tremble, then thrash more violently. Her tiny ivory body went into convulsions, soot paws in the air, the kit let out whimper, still not there, her silver lids closed over her gray optics, fur matted togather from the blood and dirt, her thigh and skull both had wounds from the badger. The young she-kit suddenly stopped moving....her tiny body was still, continuing to lay.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 4, 2006 18:50:45 GMT -5
[ooc]Shes still alive right? I forgot, xP[/ooc]
Omen oppened the kittens mouth and forced down three sprigs of herbs. Efficiently and briskly he cleaned out her wounds, and put crushed marigold and cobwebs on them. Then he opened her mouth and forced mint down her throat.
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Post by Marly on Jun 4, 2006 19:07:32 GMT -5
OOC: she is, but i've decided she won't make it through the night....
Surprisingly the kit swallowed on her own, most likely reflexes. Now her coat was cleaner, back to it's champange color, paws of a sooty gray, cobwebs covered her entire right leg, clear up to the hip, and under her ear, on the side of her head. The kit laid quite still, still unconsious, still breathing, still fighting for her life.
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 6, 2006 12:55:30 GMT -5
Blackjack padded up behind Touslepelt. She looked warily at the RougeClan's Medicine Cat and then down at the kit infront of him. Sorrow filled her eyes as she noticed the many cuts and scratches on the young she-cat's pelt. Sorry, I got caught up on something.
As the black she-cat padded in Mistykit was just walking out of the nursery, woken by a commotion. She froze in shock as she saw what had happened to Russetkit. She numbly moved forward, toward the kit, anxious to hear what happened.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 6, 2006 18:51:49 GMT -5
Omen looked coldly at the other cats. He had no use for others, therefor he didn't talk to them. He was a shady character, with a buisness like appraoch to life. A tricksters approach to life.
[ooc] Is Russet gonna die?[/ooc]
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 6, 2006 18:54:27 GMT -5
OOC: I think marly said she was going to, but i don't know
IC: So you only talk to Touslepelt? Why won't you talk to me? Do you think I'm one of his newest mates? Well I'm not, I am his partner in this whole thing, I was his second member. Blackjack was frustrated by the way Omen wouldn't talk to her, it was like she had greencough or something.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 6, 2006 19:03:30 GMT -5
Please. I do not care if you fratnize with my uncle for goodness sake. My own sister bore that cat's kittens. I do not speak to those that I am not required to speak to. And Might I tell you that if you anger me, you will no longer be his partner? I am not threatening you, only letting you know. I do not permit cats to fool aorund in my prescence. I am a trickster. I deal in lies, theivery, plans, and plots. I save lives, but I take more. So if you would be so kind as to leave me be, I may just help you in your plan. I may not. But do not anger me, cat.
His voice was pleasent, but the cold look in his winter white eyes suggested that he was not jesting. He had an imposing, shady air and he was intimidating. He was a lthe, inky black cat with pure white eyes and wickedly curved fangs. He had the manner of a liar and a theif, but he moved wiht adjoined grace.
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 6, 2006 19:13:08 GMT -5
OOC: ooh, he sounds mean... PERFECT!
Blackjack's lips curled back in disgust, but she said nothing more.
OOC: isn't it weird that he doesn't like BJ, but Ghost is almost friends w/ Frogpaw?
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Jun 6, 2006 19:39:27 GMT -5
[ooc]Babe, he doesn't like anyone. Not true, but he doesn't like a lot of the forest's current population.[/ooc]
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Post by Marly on Jun 7, 2006 11:17:47 GMT -5
OOC:l yeah, i've decided Russetkit shall die...but not just yet.
The small ivory kit began to stirr. She shivered on the damp floor, one sooty forepaw outstretched, and two little gray optics opened. She peered around, yet in a quite heavy daze, she didn't know if it was just her head or the herbs, but she did feel like vomitting. "Omen?" she quietly rasped. The she-kit tried to sit-up, but a sharp pain shot up through her leg, making her let out a shrill yowl of pain.
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Post by rex. on Jun 7, 2006 14:43:39 GMT -5
OOC: could gailkit talk to ghost? O.o i miss her...
IC: Touslepelt snarrled for the medicine cat. "Nore do I, now i would like Everyone to leave!" he hissed at all the other rogues he glanced at Blackjack-indicating that she could stay, and as for Russetkit, he had already forgotten her.
Shade opened his mouth to protest, but remembered how the rex had beaten him during their last encounter. tail sagging, he grudgingly turned and left
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Post by The Only Froggems YOU KNOW! on Jun 7, 2006 21:12:48 GMT -5
Mistykit drooped her tail and padded slowly back to the nursery. There's nothing fun to do around here anymore!
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