[PRIV.] ❅ ℇᴠєʀℂlaɴ - ℂlaɴ øƒ ᴛʜᴇ Ƥɪɴєs ❅: Rᴏʟᴇ-Pʟᴀʏ Tʜʀᴇᴀᴅ (Sɪɢɴ-Uᴘ Lɪɴᴋ Iɴsɪᴅᴇ)

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    "No.. Rogue born- abandoned at birth." She said it so calmly as if it meant nothing happened to her at this point. Wasn't the worst thing that's ever happened to her.

    Midnightkit beamed and thought for a moment. "We could play leader and deputy!" He suggested. "Do you wanna be the leader or the deputy?" The little kit asked, watching as Mousekit trotted in circles around him. His tail, still held over his back, waved a little in the air, and his ears were perked up as he waited for the other kit's answer.


    Blackstripe nodded. "Oh. Sorry to hear that." Midnight had been abandoned- no! He had to stop comparing Sky to her. No one could compare to Midnight. Not now, not ever. "Well, lets go see the elders' den," he said, and led the way towards the fallen tree that marked the den. "This is where our retired cats sleep."

    "Don't be, my parents were b----es." She purred, lowering her voice for the swear so the kits wouldn't hear her.

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    [[Screw it. Sorrelbranch is going to kit.
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    Sorrelbranch woke up from her nap, opening her amber coloured eyes and arching her back in a luxurious stretch. Her heavily swollen belly brushed against the ground as she went into the nursery, settling down in her soft nest of moss to catch a better nap than she had before. It was only a few seconds before she felt these strange pains in her stomach, making her wince and open her eyes wide. She knew what was going on; it was time.


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    Sweetherb came out of the nursery, purring. She had delivered three she-cats and a tom. It was a good morning; lets hope nothing could ruin it. Sitting near Robinstar, she poked his flank with her paw. "You wanted to speak with me?" She reminded him gently.
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    Blackstripe chuckled. "Come on, to the nursery." He said, and led the way to the nursery. "This is where our kits and queens sleep. It's the most protected den in the camp, and for good reason. You seem quite smart. I'm sure you can figure out what reason that is," Blackstripe said, glancing towards the medicine den. "Sorrelbranch has kitted," he said. "I'll have to see how many there are," he muttered this almost to himself. He was glad that Midnightkit had been weened off of milk now; with leafbare so near, he had a feeling that it would be difficult to convince a queen to lend some milk. "Anyway, the leader's den is under the Starstone. Robinstar is our leader. That white she-cat there is Sweetherb. The kits are Mousekit and Midnightkit. Vinetail and Songfure are there was well. And over there, that's the medicine den." He explained, gesturing towards each cat as he said its name, and then towards the den.

    "Medicine cat?" She mewed pricking her ears, "First thing that is familiar to me." Sky grinned flicking an ear.


    Olivekit wiggled in the nest, crawling around her sisters and brother.

    "Get up mousebrain! If you pass out I'm not dragging you back!" hissed the feline as she began poking and prodding at his belly. Goldensoul groaned, then sighed heavily as he rolled over to try and get back up.


    "What happened?" he managed to mumble out a mew, his balance forgotten as he wobbles and ends up leaning against Spottedbreeze.


    "You attacked me and then hit a tree." she gritted out, clearly not amused about having to urge this tom back to camp. "You got a nice catch though. Lean against this tree real quick." she sounded urgent suddenly, having just noticed a trickle of blood on his forehead. "There's a leaf on your head, stay still." she meowed, patting his face real quick before finally picking up the rabbit and cleverly hiding her paw from his view. She motioned her head to the side, asking him without words to follow.


    He seemed to regain balance as he walked slowly with her back to camp. He felt groggy and tired. "Squirrel." he managed out before digging loosely at a clump of dirt. She looked back, turned around and dug it up for him. He was able to hold the thing in his jaws. It was skinny, but food nonetheless. Spottedbreeze wanted to spat all kinds of scolding at him, yet the rabbit she was carrying was the only thing she let stop her.


    By StarClan, he's afraid of seeing his own blood! Not again, he'll be out for hours. She shivered, and not just from the cold. She was somewhat happy to go for StarClan this time, however. Probably because he was such a firm believer of it. She had to respect him that much at least. "Let's stop real quick. You look like you need some time to sit down." she meowed. Now, she didn't know much at all about handling wounds, but she simply wanted to patch up the blood on his face to keep it from his view. She ordered him to sit by a puddle while she found some moss to rake down and make into a small, firm ball. She then soaked it, applied it to her paws and began to work on his face. "You muddied yourself up, don't want other cats laughing at you when you walk in." she muttered. She didn't like sounding this caring. She was hoping she wouldn't have to explain this to anyone.


    "Ow! Ooh! Geez, are you done yet!?" Goldensoul whined, his eyes firmly closed as her paws were so close to his face.


    "Looks good." she answered, scraping her paw pads against the dirt to get rid of the moss.


    They made it back to camp, Spottedbreeze plopping the rabbit into the pile and Goldensoul dropping the squirrel right after. "You can explain if they ask. I'm going back." Her voice was hardened, as if she hadn't just saved him from freaking out many heartbeats before. The serval nodded. It seemed like his forehead was still bleeding a little, yet hadn't moved from its small scratch. And hopefully it would stay that way. Spottedbreeze had been masking the immense pain she'd been feeling in her side, hoping it would just become a bruise. She winced and re-postured herself right before exiting camp.

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    [size=16pt]Robinstar of EverClan
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    ACKH 0.o
    Gone for just a couple hours to play video games, and I come back to a whole new page of RPs xD this thread's doing great so far!


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    Robinstar flinched with surprise as Sweetherb's paw jabbed his side. His fur fluffed, he cast a slightly annoyed, but somehow friendly in the medicine cat's direction. "Yes, I did," he replied calmly with a smirk. His smile soon disappeared.
    The EverClan leader's gaze flickered towards Sky and Blackstripe. "As you might have already known, I've welcomed a loner into our camp, although most refer to her as a rouge. She's very unhealthy -- it seems she's gone days without a single scrap of prey. I want you to keep her in your den and take care of her until newleaf. If she wants to leave then, she can." He turned to meet his medicine cat's friendly, loyal gaze with hopeful copper eyes. "Do you think you can handle that?"


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    "They're talking about us," Blackstripe muttered to himself. Not because he was listening; he could just tell. He heard Sky's comment and smiled another one of those fake smiles. "Well then, you and Sweetherb should get along well. Come," he said, and beckoned her to follow him by flicking his tail and then approaching the leader and medicine cat. "Robinstar, I've done as you asked. You said Sky will be staying with Sweetherb, correct?"

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    With her blue eyes glittering with amusement, she nodded. "Of course I can. Do you doubt me?" Her tone was teasing, and she became serious. "Yes, I can. She'll be fine with me." She froze once she smelled blood. "Goldensoul! Spottedbreeze!" She yowled, able to scent blood coming from both of them. She wanted to catch Gouldensoul before she went back out. "In my den, wait for me, Spottedbreeze. Don't argue. Just go."


    Trotting after the she-cat, the medicine cat quickly caught up to her and slid in her path. "You're not going out like this, Gouldensoul. Let me treat your wounds and then you can go back out. You don't have to explain anything to me, just follow my order and then you can go back out and hunt." Without waiting for an answer, the medicine cat turned on her paw and went back to camp, sliding through the waves of cats and going into her den.
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    IC:
    Robinstar nodded politely to Blackstripe as Sweetherb left. "Good. And yes, she is. If she's sick, then she'll need immediate treatment -- she won't last long considering her condition." he answered solemnly. The leaffall was blowing again; he shook out his pelt as the wind ruffled his thick fur. This would be his first leafbare as leader; would he do things correctly? Will he lead his Clan to survive properly without mourning a lost life?
    The thought shaken out of his head, the red-brown tabby tom flicked his tail as he continued, his evening copper eyes soft with empathy. "You did good today, Blackstripe, helping Sky around. If you haven't already, go and eat. Today must have been long for you so far." With that, he looked to the sky -- it was only just past sunhigh.


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    Sky perked her ears, her mouth and mind moving rapidly as she silently named off each herb they would need. She had a great memory considering her age, having been on the road her whole life running from various things and talking she had picked a few things up.

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    [size=6pt]Let's say we trade heartbeats, what's mine is yours and yours is mine. For when you're here with me, I sleep so peacefully at night. Now heavy coats we wear. Snow clinging to your hair. Let's say we both believe, that maybe all we need is time, then maybe truthfully, we will be perfectly aligned [/size]


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    The medicine cat poked her head out of the den, figuring she could squeeze all three of them in here. "Sky? You can come in here and rest while I treat the warriors. Then I'll get to you." She mewed, her gaze focusing on the young she-cat.
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    "Yes, please." She squeaked and took a few sprinting steps over before stopping halfway with a cringe. Sky slowly walked the rest of the way, with a feeble smile before curling up at the very edge of the den on the floor. She didn't take up much room.

    Spottedbreeze returned back into camp, pouting that she was called back. She didn't want to argue this time, having learned her lesson before. Goldensoul was happy to oblige, entering the den swiftly. His forehead hurt and figured maybe she just had to look at it. He was pretty darn oblivious, not having even thought about his possibilities of bleeding. Spottedbreeze entered shortly after, hoping she could pull off the pain on her side as just a simple bruise. As an ex-loner, she always much preferred being independent and didn't wanna receive help. The two awaited for the medicine cat's orders patiently, Spottedbreeze taking a look at the blood on Goldensoul's forehead. She sighed, hoping things wouldn't go too bad.

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    [size=6pt]Let's say we trade heartbeats, what's mine is yours and yours is mine. For when you're here with me, I sleep so peacefully at night. Now heavy coats we wear. Snow clinging to your hair. Let's say we both believe, that maybe all we need is time, then maybe truthfully, we will be perfectly aligned [/size]


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    Tail flicking, Sweetherb studied the two cats and shook her head. "I said I wouldn't ask questions about what happened, and I will keep my word on that. Where are you two hurt? Any serious wounds?" She asked, suddenly weary on her paws. She got out her marigold-- which she just replenished this morning, poppy seeds, and cobwebs. "Don't just stand there, go on and speak."
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    Spottedbreeze kept herself quiet, not wanting to speak. Goldensoul began to diagnose himself, although far too slowly. "My... head. And, um." He looked away for a second, trying to remember. "I think my shoulder. My right shoulder. It just hurts. Nah, it's nothing serious. Neverimnd. Uhhh." He pondered for a moment. "Oh! My forehead. Yes, it hurts real good. I mean bad." His eyes gave a blank emotion as he blinked a lot at a wall. "I hit my head after running into Spottedbreeze. I'm sorry, Spottedbreeze." he apologized, finally beginning to wonder if she had been hurt. The feline shook her head. "My side hurts but I doubt it's anything major." she replied with a grunt. She leaned on one side while sitting so as not to put too much weight on her right flank.


    (Spottedbreeze will have a broken rib but it will most likely heal on its own as long as she's careful. Goldensoul's injury is pretty much a bold, deep scratch on his forehead.)

    Blackstripe nodded, smiling his thanks at Robinstar. "Thank you, Robinstar. It's not a bother; I do what I must for the good of the clan." The tom then padded off and pulled a thin squirrel from the fresh-kill pile. He didn't need to eat much; he was strong enough to last the rest of the night on this squirrel and the mouse he'd shared with Midnightkit this morning. There were queens and kits to be fed, and they needed it more than he did. Sky also needed to adjust to a normal diet, hopefully she'd be healthy before leafbare. He shook these worried thoughts from his mind and watched Midnightkit playing with Mousekit as he ate, the corner of his mouth tugging up into a small smile. He wished he could go back to that age, where he was carefree and playing with other kits in the nursery.

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    [size=6pt]Let's say we trade heartbeats, what's mine is yours and yours is mine. For when you're here with me, I sleep so peacefully at night. Now heavy coats we wear. Snow clinging to your hair. Let's say we both believe, that maybe all we need is time, then maybe truthfully, we will be perfectly aligned [/size]


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    Nodding, the medicine cat began to check out Spottedbreeze's ribs. "Just as I thought, a broken rib." She sighed, flicking her tail over the she-cat's nose. "You silly cat." Turning to Sky, she shook her head. "It'd be better if you just rest now." She said gently. "I can handle this. Try and catch a nap, and I'll see to you when you wake up." She promised, disappearing into the cleft into the wall for a moment, reappearing with a small wad of comfrey. She placed it with the other herbs, pointing with her tail to a nest. "You're going to either sleep in the warriors den and take it easy, or in here. Your choice."


    Turning to Goldensoul, she started to lick his wound and eventually pulled away, chewing up the marigold, dabbing it on the tom's wound. She placed cobwebs on his would, attempting to bind it together. "Come and see me if it starts to hurt, and let me check it tomorrow as well. I suggest you go explain to Robinstar too." She flicked her tail, dismissing the tom. She turned to the she-cat, getting out the correct herbs. "Eat this comfrey, and take a poppy seed. I want you to sleep. Tomorrow I'll think up of a few moves to check the wound, and to keep the break in place. Choose where you want to sleep."
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