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    Honeypaw raised an eyebrow. "I don't remember anything, and I certainly don't remember you. I'm sorry if you meant something to me previously..." The act was seriously getting to Honeypaw herself. Her amber eyes scanned the crowd. Birchpaw and Frozenpaw weren't there. StarClan, how were they going to react?
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    Paradox snorted. "Go along willingly with a Clan cat? I think not. Sorry honey, but I'll be on my way now." The white tom spun round sharply and began to walk away, tail lashing.


    — ☆*:・☽ must be love on the brain!


    "I don't know if your faking or not, but it's fine. I'm sure you will remember something." He murmured, as he worked on her father. Nothing he really could do, so he didn't want to waste his time trying to push the memory of a cat who may or may not have been faking.


    Milksplash growled, her tail lashing. She ran forward and blocked the loner off from leaving. /rushed


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    Honeypaw shook her head. Of course Paddlepaw would react like this - whatever. She was only doing this to get Marshfrost out of her fur for a few days. Weeks, maybe even a moon or two if she could keep up the act. "Okay...who's the cat you're helping?" Her voice sounded unsure yet curious, as if she had no recollection of her father whatsoever and he was merely another being in need of medical help.
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    Paradox raised an eyebrow and pulled a face. "What are you doing?" His bicoloured eyes sparkled lightly in amusement, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.


    — ☆*:・☽ must be love on the brain!


    "You're father. Marshfrost." He said, licking his paw, before grabbing some more cobwebs. He didn't have much to say to that. If she didn't know him, she didn't know him. That wasn't his biggest concern right then.


    Her tail lashed. "You aren't leaving! It's not going to happen. I gave you a chance, and you didn't take it." She said her class unsheathed, and her ears pinning back. She wasn't letting a loner off into the territory. They barely had prey, and him being in the territory, was lowering that rate.


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    ooc: @MagicalChimera I actually responded on page 8, I think you may have missed it c:
    sorry about the low muse guys!


    Marshfrost is unconscious.


    Acornfall smiled at Maplepaw, nodding. "Very good! Now, because the sun is setting rapidly, do you think you can tell me where you can find these? If not, it's alright, we can go over it once we walk back." She smiled, blinking her icy-blue eyes.


    Forgotten pondered for a moment. "I'll think about it. In the meantime, may I stay here and learn your ways to see if I like it?" He frowned. He hated being nice to these strangers 'No, you don't. You know how good it feels to have company.'


    Cherrymist is helping the other cats.


    Bumbleclaw is being treated.


    Olivepaw rolled her eyes. "No, silly, only the apprentices do! It's hard to explain, but I bet Alderstar can explain it to you." Walking back to camp with the other apprentices, she glanced at Momo. "Please don't tell anyone about that place. Can I trust you with that?"


    Birchpaw snorted. But he didn't say anything. Looking at Ravenpaw and shaking his head, they entered camp. He stopped in his tracks, frowning. "What's going on?"

    //slightly rushed


    Honeypaw snorted. "He doesn't look anything like me. I'm sorry, I don't believe you on that one." Her heart suddenly dropped to her stomach as her amber eyes turned to land on her brother, her slashed flank and ear in cobwebs. Here goes nothing. "Oh. Even more cats." she commented as bluntly as she could.


    Paradox smiled, then started to chuckle. "You are very cute, my dear. Unfortunately, that won't be happening. I'll either be leaving her peacefully, leaving here with you wounded, or leaving here with you dead. Take your pick, darling." Despite the smile on his face, Paradox's tone was deadly serious and the glint in his blue and green eyes showed he meant business.





    Newtwing nodded, smiling. "I agree. We should get going, then." Following Leafbird outside, his ears flicked. Sniffing around, he depended on his sight and scent for finding prey. Picking up the scent of a mouse, he ran into a bush, and came out holding the limp body. "This one is fat. I think we're going to get more prey here soon."


    Heathersplash is in the nursery.


    Soulfoot smiled at the kits before heading back to his den. He was very tired, and went to sleep as soon as he curled up in his nest.


    Whitekit smiled. "Hide and seek?" He asked, sitting down. "I can count first!"


    — ☆*:・☽ must be love on the brain!


    Despite the bit of seriousness in his tone, Milksplatter wasn't the type of cat to back down for any reason what-so-ever. It just didn't work like that in her mind. She also ignored the remark of her being cute. Stuff like that distracted her, and this wasn't a time she needed to be distracted. Her claws gripped the ground, her heterochromic eyes narrowed, her teeth bared back. "Seems that we are just going to have a bit of a quarrel then. Cause I'm not dying by the touch of some scrawny loner." She hissed, which was kinda ironic, since she was rather skinny herself. Not eating'll do that to you. Lashing her tail, she awaited for his to make his move, otherwise she was do it herself, leaving a few scratches while she did so.


    //I know. He is trying to wake him up, really.
    Paddlepaw just shrugged. "Not like he was the best father towards you, anyways. But he still loves you. That's more than I could say for my own. He loves everyone else, except me. But I don't want do talk about that. Ever."
    He tried to stop his voice from cracking, but it didn't help much. He knew his father was nearby, and probably judging on how he was being a medicine cat right now. The half blind cat tried to ignore what his father did, but the scratches on his fur, and the fesh3st one of the back of his head, made others question what could possibly lyrics happen to the mecince cat apprentice to make him have scars like that. His response? He fell. He was just clumsy, yet no one believed him on that. Falls didn't leave four perfect claw markings, they always say, but he always just stuck with his story.


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    The devil's got nothing on me, my friend ★

    "They're usually in sunny or warm places, right?" She asked, although it was more of a statement than a question, but in case she was wrong she wouldn't want to be embarrassed. She gazed up at the setting sun, clearing her mind for a moment, as to not dig up any memories. She did not wish to stay in the past, she wanted to think about the present and not worry about the future.


    TEMPLATE ©BOKEH

    The calico shook her head. "Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me." Though Momo wasn't exactly sure why it had to be kept as such. That wasn't much of her concern though, she supposed. So she worried herself with following them. Emerging into the camp, she peered around. It was full of cats! It about unnerved her, a pet use to being alone. Also the fact that the others' concerns ringed in her ears now. Her paws kneaded the ground, claws scraping dirt in an anxious manner.


    Lionheart, without much else to do, returned to camp. Yet, as he entered, he took sight of the strange she-cat and the apprentices who led her. His gaze hardened. "Who is this?" He growled, though the tone calm and leveled. "What is she doing here?"


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    Honeypaw glanced to the side, where her father lay. "I suppose so. If I don't remember him he can't have been a very good father. Also, who are these?" She glanced over at Birchpaw and Frozenpaw and winced, a pang shooting through her heart. It was hard to lie to her brothers and about them, however Honeypaw had no choice. She decided she'd begin to 'remember' Birchpaw and Frozenpaw over the next few days, but not her father. She had an excuse - she didn't have as many good memories with Marshfrost as she did with her little brothers.


    Paradox inhaled softly, chuckling. Then he sat down. "You are feisty, but you are as good as dead if I decide to retaliate, my dear. Look at you. You are scrawny, and you clearly don't eat. You've got my attention. What is it you want me to do again? Follow you back to your camp and let your petty leader decide my fate, when right now my fate is mine to choose?" His voice held a challenging tone, however by the way he sat down in the middle of an attack, he clearly meant no harm. No matter what this Milksplatter said, Paradox knew it would end with him walking away, only a little wounded. Nothing fatal, however he promised himself he would definitely walk away from this alive and without seeing the AdderClan leader.


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    — ☆*:・☽ must be love on the brain!


    "Your brothers. Birchpaw, and Frozenpaw. Quite the tricksters they are. But they love you." He said. His tail swept the ground, and preceded to climb into his nest, exhausted now. There wasn't more cats to treat. All they could do was wait.


    "I'm not your dear, okay? And you know what I'd like? For you to not comment on how my body looks, and for you to remove yourself from the clan territory. You aren't helping anyone by being here. In fact, you're hurting our food supply. We have kits and elders to feed, and there won't be enough food if you eat it." Milkspaltter said, not moving from her position. She hated loners who thought they knew everything. She knew she didn't know everything, but she knew enough to get by. She just couldn't have other cats within the terriory, that only hunted for sport.


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