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"Uh.. I think.. a while, a few hours?" He replied, tail twitching anxiously. Crowtail blinked thoughtfully at his answer, not completely certain.
OOC: I actually don't know for sure myself. xD
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Who loves dragons? I love dragons. Yup.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 10px; width: 150px; margin-left: -15px; color: #2B434A; font-family: arial; font-size: 6px; text-align: center;][c]satan - #satantemplates - beware hidden scrolly[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 160px; height: 270px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 160px; height: 270px; padding: 5px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 160px; min-height: 270px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: arial]ooc: yeah, it's been a few hours. and smalldawn's gonna hide ^^
ic: Hearing the yowl, she squealed and shot out faster. She was only a little damp now, but still shivering severely and she most definitely had a harsh fever. She slipped into a bush and hid her scent, putting her face in her paws and whimpering almost inaudibly.
Aspenpaw padded up to Northwind. "Hey, have you seen Fireclaw anywhere? He hasn't trained me in ages, and if he doesn't, I'm going to ask for a new mentor."[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
[color=green]Rustpaw
Rustpaw watched his mentor leave, but that didn't compare to what his peader just said. The water was going down. What was going to happen to them? Maybe when Larkstar got back she could assure them that everything would work out fine. He looked back at his mentor who seemed to be leaving the camp. At least he was given a good mentor. If there was fighting involved he was sure that with some more training he could defend his clan if it needed it. He walked over to, but not close to, Redriver and family. He wanted to see how the situation would play out, so he sat down and watched.
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ic: Aspenpaw blinked and grunted. "As long as you don't go MIA halfway through. You've been neglecting my training a lot." he replied, glancing up at his mentor with his blue eyes.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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ooc: might not reply soon but if you want we could do a training session bc the other one got cut off, dragon :p
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viviamo insieme, moriamo insieme.
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OOC: Alrighty :P
IC: Fogwind stood with a loud yawn and a stretch of her limbs, tilting back and brusung her chest on the ground. "Welp, I guess we should head out then, Webpaw!" She said to her apprentice, padding a few steps toward the camp entrance and turning back to wait for him. "We'll have a nice patrol. In fact, since Crowtail's busy, how about we invite Rustpaw to come along?" The she-cat added, then speaking lound enough for the other nearby apprentice to hear. "Would you like to join us as well, Rustpaw?" She mewed
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[justify]OOC -- I don't check this role play for a day and the next thing I know we're on tab 20. Recap? [/justify]
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medicine cat apprentice — male — eight moons
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]Berrypaw nodded and smiled to try to calm Crowtail, "She'll be okay." The young tom then ran out of camp and into the woods. He knew that finding the brown she-cat might be challenging in the low light, especially since she blended in with the bark on the trees. Berrypaw sniffed the air and trotted towards the stench of his clanmate.
He couldn't help but wonder why the usually cheerful cat was hiding. Maybe it was because she's not feeling well. Or maybe something else happened? The apprentice wasn't sure. It had been a few hours sense she had gotten wet and Smalldawn may be ill. Why didn't she come to the medicine den? Again, the apprentice didn't know.
Berrypaw stopped when he could no longer smell the she-cat. Where was Smalldawn hiding? She must had masked her sent. Why doesn't she want to be found? he thought. Berrypaw assumed that she must be close and began to speak. "Smalldawn? Are you here?" he called out in a gentle voice. "It's me, Berrypaw. I heard you might be sick." The medicine cat apprentice cooed as if he was talking to a very frightened kit. He looked around and his eyes caught something. White paws. Smalldawn was hiding under a bush, shaking severely. Berrypaw calmly padded over to the ill she-cat, "I'm coming closer, is that okay?". Instead of touching the bush and reveling Smalldawn, he sat down next to it. "Smalldawn? I know you're in there. Would you mind coming out so I can see how you're feeling?"[/fancypost]
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Crowtail nodded, wondering whether or not he should follow the medicine cat apprentice. Finally he decided against it. If Smalldawn was going to get help, Berrypaw was probably his best bet. Finally he turned and headed toward Fogwind, who he noticed was talking with both his and her own apprentice. Curious, he approached them.
"Oh, nevermind! Looks like he can come too," the pale she-cat mewed, grinning at her dark-colored friend.
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[justify]TALONSLASH -- For some reason unknown to mind, the she-cat with scars crossing her whole body was in need for some drama. For a petite, "loyal" apprentice, these words would come out as wrong. But something to fire up the Clan would satisfy Talonslash. Not that she, of course, dared start anything, yet find something. Or perhaps, a small problem would arise on their borders. Peace wasn't exciting enough, nor was "battle training" for no real reason.
But as of now, things were quiet. Since she had slept in, not much had happened today, at least of what she had seen. The only thing she wanted right now was to kill something. That would also come off as creepy, but she wasn't a cannibal; only when danger threatened SunClan would she slide out her claws for the purpose of death upon another cat.
Hunting would do. Rising to her feet, the unusually muscular female stalked quietly out of camp, her shoulder blades visibly swaying as her head hung low, not in any act of shame or vulnerability, but only for the reason of glaring at random cats with her crimson eyes glittering maliciously.
The moment she left camp, things became quiet. A deep, strange-sounding purr rumbled deeply in her throat, and she unsheathed her claws many times over. Talonslash swept her shredded tail over the ground, shoving her ears forward as she heard a crack. A twig snapping. It wasn't her, and the only thing it could have been was prey.
Licking her lips, almost seeming to taste the scent radiating from that small body of the herbivore, she crouched low, and then leapt with a fierce power of muscle. Before she knew it, there was a limp body in her maw, blood trickling out of the spot her stained-red fangs cut into.[/justify]
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"Cool!" Webpaw grinned, padding up to his mentor and glancing over at the other apprentice. "Hey, Rustpaw." He turned as Crowtail padded up and smiled. "Hi, Crowtail!"
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viviamo insieme, moriamo insieme.
Willowshriek stepped out of the protection of the shade, and allowed the sunlight to warm his thick brown fur. The tom had just finished a vole that he grabbed earlier before the meeting was called.
Suddenly, the tom remembered he was going out hunting, and wondered if any-cat would care to join him. Everyone seemed occupied at the moment, though. He didn't know whether or not he'd bother them by asking either. After all, Larkstar if facing the rouges, and Brokendapple had an injured paw. But perhaps he could see how the dark she-cat was doing. Maybe she'd be willing to go with him. After all, he is a wonderful hunter. Maybe even the best.
Soon, the large, brown, Maine-coon was making his way towards the injured warrior. His face was calm, and his brown eyes filled with kindness.
"Hello there, love!" Willowshriek called, approaching the rock swiftly, "might I ask how your paw is doing today?"
[color=green]Rustpaw
"Hi Webpaw, Fogwind, Crowtail!" He greeted happily, "I can't wait to go Fogwind, it'll be fun to go with you and Webpaw." He padded over to the group to talk without having to raise his voice as high. It would be a joy to go with Crowtail, Fogwind, and Webpaw. Seeing that Crowtail and Fogwind were friends and Crowtail was comfortable around Fogwind.
Soon, hopefully. I have the personality done. I just have to think about a history.
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Sorry for being inactive. School has been keeping me busy. Anyways, when should I have Brambleash have her kits? I'm not sure myself when I want it to be.
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