AlgaeClan RP Thread #1 (Camp)

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    Not bothering to continue the subject, Featherswipe padded to the corner, pushing her head in a small hole.
    "We have six berries... I need eight..."
    She popped out, striding coolly to the entrance.
    "Coming?"

    The under-sized medicine cat left camp, and went to the brook at the end of their territory.
    "There should be some here."
    Featherswipe meowed sternly, scanning the clearing.

    Dawnpaw sniffed a bush with scarlet red berries,"I think these are death berries."

    Featherswipe stood beside her apprentice, nipping a berry off.
    "Good job, Dawnpaw."
    She meowed over her berries.

    ooc: Please show respect. I have to juggle a lot of homework because I recently entered Challenge school, and I will be inactivish.


    Coralpaw stared blankly at the gnarled branches of an ancient oak tree. She found herself reaching her paw out to feel the wood, eager to distinguish reality from her dreams. That happened a lot. The she-cat's claws flexed and etched deep into the thick root. Tomorrow was her warrior ceremony, and life was pretty much a blur.


    Splashstar relaxed on his side on his cold den floor, his flank rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern. His breath came out in shallow gasps. Pssh, he didn't need medical help!

    OOC: I'm sorry, I understand how tough it can be when taking tons of classes with homework in each one. :c Again, I'm sorry.


    Neondart looked at Splashstar worriedly. "Splashstar, speak to me. What is it that you need?" The tom mewed anxiously.

    Spalshstar purred hoarsely. "What I need is for my Deputy to let me rest." he mewed, a grin slipping across his broad muzzle, another cough fit escaping his jaws after he spoke. "Its just old age."

    The tortoiseshell tom's eyes flickered towards the two cats. "Hello. May I help you?" he asked politely, rolling over to sit up, causing him another coughing fit.

    Neondart smiled a weak smile. "I can get Featherswipe if you'd like..." The tom meowed worriedly. He then winced as another cough-fest occured.