rouge rp near tigerclan streamclan fireclan and leafclan

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    Thistle padded into camp with blank and beaver already there. He saw cobwebs and herbs on the wounds. He took cobwebs some goldenrod marigold and poppy seeds. He padded over to his den and delt with his wounds.

    Streak came back tufts of leaf clan fur was in her claws. She smiled tugging it out of her bloody claws. The light of battle still gleamed in her eyes.She had battle wounds almost everywhere but she didn't care. She had fought harder than any rogue.


    Red padded to the medcat den. "I have a deep scar on my flank"

    Drail sniffed at the air once he arrived and shook his fur to cover the small holes padding past the other cats to his dark corner of camp to lay down. He was a bit tired, and would have liked to take a nap.

    Thistle licked her back.


    Beaver padded over to red. He wasn't a medicine cat but he knew a lot about herbs. He took some cobwebs and placed them on his gash. "hold still" he mewed

    "it went fine and yes we won but we left. We weakened them amensly" he meowed with satisfaction.

    Blank licked her wounds and padded over to the freshkill pile. She took a mouse and walked over to a shady spot. She gulped down her mouse quickly. She yawned. The battle had worn her out. She walked over to her nest and curled up. Sleep washed over her quickly.



    Beaver took a vole and gulped it down. He licked his jaws. The sun was going down. He licked his sore wounds. He tended to the other cats wounds and curled up in his nest. Sleep washed over him like rain.

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    In Character: Dawn entered the camp with a long scratch on her left flank, a torn ear, and possibly a torn claw.




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    Thistle saw her. He got to his paws and padded over to her. Glad to stretch his legs. "come I'll tend to your scratches" he mewed. He lead her to a den filled with herbs.

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    In Character: Dawn followed him.




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    Thistle sat down and picked out the herbs he needed. He put cobwebs on her bloody cuts. When the blood was clean he chewed some marigold. He gringed at the taste. He spat them out and placed the on her scratches.

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    In Character: ''Thanks Thistle." Dawn said.




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    "your welcome and sunlight we didn't attack the other clans yet but we will. and about the territorys we didn't claim any" he meowed