Ooc: yupp, we're going to be great friends Star lol, and now, much to my disappointment, i'm going to go. I have an AP exam tomorrow and need the rest. Try not to overly flood the thread!. I'll be back tomorrow!
Glad to hear that <3 
and okay. Good luck! May starclan be with you ^w^
[size=7pt]The heap of fur and bone lay on his back in the warriors den. For once in a moon, Baysong was sleeping in. The fidgety cat hardly slept, let alone was asleep while everyone else was up and about. It was usual for others to wake and find him already out in camp, waiting for them; but Baysong had finally found rest and it was good.
He jerked awake, alarmed as a patrol was called out distinctly. His large pointed ears twitched with anticipation as names were called. A wave of emotion crashed into him; his name had not been called. Baysong swallowed that emotion roughly, trying not to let the disappointment show on his face. Habitually, his paws rolled and his claws pricked the moss bed he lay in. A patrol was one of his favorite past times. Being able to show of his hunting skills to cats and be complimented on his success. He had just been stripped of that pleasure. [i]Perhaps I'll be summoned on a night or early morning patrol, there's more than just evening patrols to look forward to.[i]
With that optimistic thought in mind, he gained the willpower to heave himself to his feet and shake the excess moss out of his fur. The warrior glimpsed as his clanmate, Spottedwing, numbly pulled herself away from the comfort of a bed. After stretching skinny back leg pleasingly behind him, he followed the she-cat out and stopped right outside the warrior's den, savoring the warm sunlight. He closed his blue eyes and let the light gleam from his creamy fur. Baysong tilted his head up and simply enjoyed the moment of tranquility.[/size]
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SpottedWing followed WindStrike's gaze. Her brown eyes widened as large as moons when she saw bearClaw
Ooc: srry short post gtg
OOC: Sorry I haven't replied, been busy. So, are some cats about to go on patrol? Is that all?
IC: Ashfur shook his fur, getting rid of the pieces of grass that had stuck on.
Raven just fell in the middle of camp.
Ic: Raven's breathing was raspy and it gurgled in his chest.
Windstrike rushed over."Someone get the medicine cat!" She yowled.
Ashfur rushed over to the medicine den. "Mintpaw!" He called. "A cat's just passed out!"
Raven's tail twitched.
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SpottedWing twitched her tail in uneasiness when she saw the passed out cat in the clearing. She perked her ears in reaction when ashfur called mintpaw. hurry she silently urged, confused and anxious. She didn't know what to think, she just hoped that there was nothing major that the apprentice medicine cat couldn't handle. The light brown she-cat felt her ears twitch in confusion, where was the medicine cat if the medicine cat apprentice was only in the den? she shook the thought away. mintpaw may be able to handle this.
Ooc: be back in a few.
The small golden tabby jumped up and crossed over to Ashfur, his fur spiking in nervousness. The small medicine cat apprentice ran into the back and picked up some medicines before flicking his tail and bolting out towards Raven.
Peachpaw was surprised at the sudden event and decided to follow her kin, picking up a herb he dropped.
Bearclaw watched, his brown eyes gleaming with shock and curiosity. What's happening?
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The leopard-like she-cat watched as mintpaw raced to raven's side, her long tail twitched with concern and anxiety. She can almost feel every fur on her pelt bristle as a breeze flowed onto her. Why had raven passed out? The only thought that bit her mind like a bite. She couldn't handle the tension and heaved herself to her paws. She glanced at WindStrike, her brown eyes gleaming sincerely. "shall I try to find the medicine cat?" she offered, her tail twitching in frozen confusion. She hoped her offer didn't show that she didn't believe that mintpaw was not capable to do this but wouldn't it be safe than sorry? She stared into the eyes of her deputy, if she may ask why, that's what she would explain. No one knew what was happening or what they were dealing with, and she just hoped the clan couldn't rely on short assistances of the medicine cat knowledge.
The young tom examined Raven's wounds before taking out marigold and cobwebs, carefully applying some horsetail and nosing some Lamb's Ear close to him in case he could still eat willingly.
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SpottedWing felt slightly irritated at how WindStrike had ignored her. She glanced at her leader, she saw the look of worry in her clan leader's eyes. She didn't blame her but she didn't feel the need to feel hostile. The cat was injured. All she had hoped was that there wasn't going to be a dead loner in camp. maybe there's a reason this cat found us? Her thoughts flashed away suddenly when she heard breezestar call for a patrol. She heaved herself to her paws. a much more interesting patrol. she thought in interest. She padded in front of the clan entrance. She shuffled her paws uneasily. It wasn't that she was worried either; she may use this chance to avenge her father who died by a pack of fox-hearted cats outside the clan. She knew her chances of definetley finding the exact group of particular cats were extremely low, yet why not pretend? She felt sensational new energy pulse through her paws. father, I will avenge you. suddenly she heard featherwisp hiss to baysong from impatience. She twitched her tail, realizing how starved she was. She hadn't even eaten! She shrugged the thought away, there would be time for that later; right now is important. She looked expectantly at baysong, her eyes bright and brown.
Ashfur watched Mintpaw work at helping the loner. He knew what it was like to be all alone, and have to look after yourself in tough conditions. He hoped the loner would be alright, and possibly able to join the clan. He padded over to Breezestar. "Is there anything I can do?" He asked. "To help?"
Windstrike didn't ignore her, I wasn't on. Sorry.
Windstrike was about to reply when she was interrupted by Breezestar."Ashfur and Peachpaw will go on a hunting patrol." She mewed.
Raven sniffed the Lamb's ear and nibbled at the tip.
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Ooc: oh it's okay, sorry, my fault <3
Bic: SpottedWing continued to sit near the camp entrance. Her paws tingled in impatience. Her brown pelt shone in the sunlight and her brown eyes glimmered. She wished the patrol was hurrying on their way. What if they bumped into the medicine cat? She wondered where the medicine cat was, though mintpaw seemed to be doing quite fine. She still felt the slight feeling that they needed to be sure.
((srry for a terribly low muse))
karma! don't leave glassclan! You still have Falconkit!
Ashfur nodded. "Any cat's who aren't already busy can come with me," he mewed. "We need to hunt,"
[size=7pt]Baysong listened intently at Breezestar's words and stood as he was called out to lead a patrol. The warrior's ears flattened and he flinched at Featherwisp's hiss as she passed. He took the harsh tone without speaking in turn. He didn't want to start a fight when there was already enough commotion happening at once. Baysong watched as she padded away from him and recovered his posture quickly. His tail whipped behind him as he ran towards the camp entrance with the rest of his patrol. "Come on, then." He glanced at the other felines and spoke quickly as he passed them on his leave of camp. Running out with a steady pace, Baysong glanced over his shoulder to be sure Featherwisp, Bearclaw, and Spottedwing followed. He briefly hoped that he wasn't accidentally leaving someone behind and making a fool of himself. Nothing like a cringing embarrassment to ruin your evening.
{{OC: Sorry for the late post! I've been busy all day and when I have had time to reply my muse was so low that I just couldn't think of how to respond. I'm good now though, and thank you all for being so patient with me 
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