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Frozenfang camp running into camp with a hawk in her mouth. "Ook what I got! She mewed, trying as best as she could with the bird in her jaws.
Blizzardflame, walking in with empty jaws, starkly said "Look at what we got." He said, his ears flattening as his sister stole the glory.
Mintleaf stares blindly into a pool of water, dabbing her paw into it before snapping back to concentration and withdrawing the borage leaf from it. A few of her herbs had dried out and she found soaking them in water for a short time could rejuvenate them for a bit longer. She quickly noses a few more back into the water, her single white paw continuing to submerge it.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]"Good! Now we have a better chance of living!" Bumblefur muttered. The Tom was said to be a bit young to be in the Edlers' Den and they had every reason to suspect. However, it was because of his mangled paw that twisted itself awkwardly, and the limp he never got used to."So?" he growled, eyes narrowed.[/fancypost]
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Frozenfang brought the bird to the elder. "Don't choke on the feathers." She mewed, In morbid humor.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]The elder grunted, deep violet eyes narrowed. "When I was an apprentice like you....," he examined the she-cat, twitching his ears. Was she really an apprentice. Oh well. "I only choked on a feather once. I was batting it around and I inhaled and it went inside my mouth. That's the last time I play with any mouse-brained feather," the tom finished, digging into to the bird the feline had given him.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Soaringstar padded out from her den and looked down upon her clan, watching every movement in the camp. The she-cat leapt down from the plane wing, slipping into the fallen plane that laid in pieces in the snow, her gaze scanning the inside before landing on the medicine cat den. Her fur prickled at the thought of the morbid dream as she poked her head inside the den, "Mintleaf, may I speak to you in my den?"[align=center]TEMPLATE © WINNIE
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Mintleafwas pulled from the tedious and boring job of soaking herbs at Soaringstars call. "Of course! Give me just a moment to put these herbs away." She meows and places them in a compartment of the plane that was kept warm, in the chilly weather the wet herbs would freeze and break meaning her hard work was pointless. Once she was satisfied that the problem wouldn't arise, she exits the medicine cats den and pads over to Soaringstar expectantly.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Soaringstar's eyes were shadowed by satisfaction at the medicine cat's agreement as she turned towards her den, "Come." she simply said before entering her den and seating herself, inviting the she-cat to sit with her. Knowing she had much better things to do, the leader got straight to the point, "I've got a dream from Starclan, and it could mean the end of Skyclan." she whispered, shivering at the thought.[align=center]TEMPLATE © WINNIE
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Mintleafs teal eyes widen in shock and barely concealed horror. "It is imperitive that you tell me exactly what happened, in as much detail as you can possibly stack your brain to remember." She meows urgently, her single white paw kneading into the floor of the den in anxiety.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]Soaringstar nodded and forced her thoughts back to the unwanted memory, her bristling fur giving off the sign that the dream brought her to an uncomfortable and anxious state, "I was in a forest, beside a river, but then it's water turned red. I swear I could hear Briarstar's laughter behind me at the time; I think Woodclan is going to destroy our clan..." she finished, her eyes brought into thin slits.[align=center]TEMPLATE © WINNIE
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Frozenfang laughed at Bumblefur's story "I thought it was when you were ravenously tearing into Hawks left in right in you warrior days.
Mintleafs fluffed out tail clearly displayed her displeasure at hearing this news. "The river running red...that means death but for who we do not yet know, assuming that it's us will only bring that particular fate." She explains with a frown and a twitch of her whiskers. "As for Briarstar...WoodClan has seemed friendly, or at least docile, for moons." She muses quietly. "Perhaps it either was not Briarstar and merely another cat with an eerily similar voice, it is indeed Briarstar but laughing over something other than our demise, or the last and most undesirable option...you're right." She says and shakes her head, "Keep a look out for more signs...I will do the same." She promises.
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Iceheart padded to the front of the camp ignoring the other momentarily as he ran through his list of things that needed to be done. A hunting patrol, and a border patrol were the first things, he decided quickly as he sat down wrapping his tail quickly around his body. He glanced around searching for a cat that was doing nothing at the moment. His eyes landed on Frozenfang, the tom was chatting to the elder but other than that seemed free. "Frozenfang would you be willing to lead a hunting patrol?" He asked the cat.
Forestpaw's ears perked toward Iceheart as the cat started assigning roles. He wondered silently what her training would bring today. Collecting Moss? She wondered half with disgust, she hated collecting moss it was boring however she knew the task needed to be done by somebody. Battle Training? She thought quietly begging starclan that her mentor would see that as a good choice for today.
OCC Who's Forestpaw's mentor?
Mintleaf dips her head respectfully before getting back up to her paws, "Be well, Soaringstar, if you learn or suspect anything more you know where to find me." She meows before exiting the den and moving back to her own. On the way she picks up a finch from the Freshkill pile before slipping back into the comfort of her own den.
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Frozenfang nodded, even though she was just out on a patrol, she was eager for more. "Forestpaw, get ready to hunt."
Weaselstar entered SkyClan territory , and strolled into the camp .
" Greetings SkyClan , Gorseherb and I come in peace . We must speak to Soaringstar privately ." He said humbley .
He peered over to Soaringstar waiting for a reply .
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 300px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; text-transform: ; font-family: arial]"I must say, I like your story better," the elder mewed thoughtfully as he examined the ruins of his home. Shaking at his white fur and lifting a paw to lick his striped face, he pushed the remnants of the bird away. "Mintleaf!" he called, as if the tense call of the leader wasn't evident. "This mangled paw needs a fixin'! You have the full proof cure?" he inquired, limping quickly after her. [/fancypost]
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Mintleaf looks over her shoulder as the injured elder hobbles over to her, "Well moving around won't help! Sit there and I'll be back with the herbs for you!" She calls before darting into her den and examining the herbs. She decides on a poultice of broom and comfrey root which she promptly chews to a fine pulp and drops as a wad into a leaf. She picks the leaf up by the stem and hurries back over to her patient, "This should help with inflammation and swelling along with any possible infection." She explains and gently daps it into a paste on his paw.
Forestpaw nodded and padded toward her mentor eagerly. "I'm ready!" She said excitement rising in her voice. Hunting was not the thing she had expected to do today but it was better than digging up moss so she decided to jump on the idea without asking any questions. "Where are we going to hunt?" She asked jumping her mentor with the question immediately.
Iceheart nodded to the cat glad she did not argue at all. "Pick one other cat to go with you besides your apprentice." He said nodding toward Forestpaw silently. He was suddenly distracted as a new sent he smelled very rarely entered his nose. He lifted his head to see Weaselstar. Immediately he strolled over not hearing the first introduction and taking on a nasty tone. "What are you doing in our territory?" He snarled.