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    leafkit was flatted up twice her size but not because of fear but she was mad for being scared,too small and young. i wish i could have fought too,man mom going to kill me she thought to herself.when one of the other cats tried to carrier her she got madder umm.. i can walk and run and keep up i hope she do not dare say that out loud but made it clear that she was not being carried.

    ooc: OMG 500 replies wow (i'm addicted to wcrpg

    OOC: Same here. I'll sometimes be on something else, then I'd practically drop everything and log on to WCRPG to check my unread threads.


    IC: Jaykit gulped and headed home, still trembling.

    OOC- about Adderfang; he could just have gotten separated or something.


    IC- Hawkclaw looked around. "Where's Adderfang?" He asked worriedly.


    Thanks, Silverpaw mouthed to Goldenpaw, smiling a bit. His muscles burned, but with Goldenpaw's help, he was alright.


    OOC- Quick thing; it looks like a love triangle is forming, sort of. Or love angle. I'll explain later. I know Wildpaw is (as of now) Silverpaw's future mate. But it looks like Goldenpaw likes Silverpaw (please correct me if I'm wrong), so I may be adding a mini-plot in here. You know, love triangles are very good plots to use to fill in boring areas of a thread. So, when we run out of plot, we can stick that thing in there. About the love triangle VS angle; technically, for a love triangle to be relevant, Person 1 loves Person 2 and Person 3, and both Person 2 and Person 3 love Person 1. But... Technically, if it's a triangle, there has to be something going on between Person 2 and Person 3.

    OOC~ yeah she has a small crush on him. and i like the hole plot idea.



    IC~ Goldenpaw mouthed a small "Your welcome" and looked for adderfang glancing around slightly worried.


    Adderfang hissed seeing thats the fox had gotten brushpelt wounded and saw the apprentices helping carry him. He picked another thorn from his pelt.

    IC- Brushpelt shuddered, a bit of his fur shifting from the movement to reveal his flank to be bleeding heavily. A piece of the rock he'd slammed into was stuck in the wound, and was holding up a lot of the blood, but it was oozing around it quickly.


    Silverpaw stumbled, a fleck of blood dropping onto his flank from Brushpelt's wound. The splash of blood stained his silver pelt, standing out easily. He felt it, but thought it was just a bit of water falling off the leaf of a tree.


    Hawkclaw started as he saw the wound. "We need to get to camp, now!" He prompted. "Wildpaw, take Jaykit and Leafkit back to camp. If you see Adderfang along the way take him with you. Warn [insert medicine cat here] about Brushpelt's injury and that we're coming. Now go!" He ordered, hurrying along.


    Silverpaw balanced Brushpelt on his shoulders and helped Hawkclaw carry him.

    Goldenpaw had a determined look on her face as she felt the blood she didn't flinch as she felt her own bit of blood dripping down her flank from the fight and she had a small cut on her cheek but all her focus was on getting Brushpelt home. "He's gonna bleed out if we don't hurry and it wont help when the rocks removed then blood will come more heavily!" she said her voice hard yet worried for her clan-mate.

    "Let [medicine cat] worry about that, Goldenpaw. Just carry him and we might just save his life." Hawkclaw meowed.


    Silverpaw took a deep breath, picking up the place.


    Hawkclaw forced a smile as he matched his apprentice's pace. "Keeping up ok, Goldenpaw?" He asked.

    "Fine hes just a bit heavy" she mewed starting to feel the throbbing in her wounds but she didn't want to tell anyone about them.

    Hawkclaw picked up the pace.


    Silverpaw matched Hawkclaw's pace as he ran into camp. The moment he reached it, he collapsed under Brushpelt's limp body.

    Goldenpaw kept pace with Silverpaw and Hawkclaw when silverpaw collapsed she mewled in surprise. She barley made it out from under brushpelt and she sighed and sat down to lick her wounds just now noticing her blood soaked flank.