Snowyhills Clan (roleplay members only)

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    She peeked out at them and then grabbed some borage leaves.

    Nightpelt nosed Breeze anxiously. "Will she be OK?"


    Storm pawed his mother's belly, but there was no milk as she could not hunt whilst sick.

    Icestar looked away from Nightpelt and mumbled "as soon as she is well she must leave..." Icestar padded to her den unhappily

    "The borage helps produce milk, and is great for fevers. The cat mint helps with the green ough but it's not much so it won't cure it comepetely. just some symptoms." she slid the herbs towards the she-cat and her kits.

    Breeze nodded and ate all of it, wincing at the bitter taste.


    Storm began to sleep next to his mother.


    Nightpelt walked after his leader into her den. "What's wrong?" He asked.

    Lilly began wandering around the den stumbling around


    Icestar shook her head "im .. umm fine i guess."


    OOC: she is scared a little that he will reject her

    "I know you're not. Icestar, please. I've tried to be a good deputy to you, won't you tell me?" He revealed a rarely seen pleading side of him.

    Breeze was curled up in the nursery, with Storm sleeping in her nest.


    Nightpelt padded into the nursery to see how she was.

    Icestar followed Nightpelt


    Lilly was still wandering around outside the den and bumped into Icestar


    Icestar smiled at the little kit and giggled

    Dawntail was laying in a soft patch of grass, looking like she was sleeping even though she wasn't. Her orange tabby pelt was waving around with the gentle breeze, and her forest-green eyes were closed. She was happy that everything around her was peaceful, but she had a bad feeling that the peace wasn't going to last.

    Breeze stirred. "Lily." She called weakly.


    Storm still slept.


    Nightpelt padded outside and went to scoop Lily up in his jaws.

    Flowerbell padded into the nursery, seemingly calm but truely in pain. She happened to have an extremely horrid head ache at the moment. When she entered she was surprised to the the queen with her two kits. "Hello," she greeted Breeze warmly, bowing her head slightly. "I assume those kits are your's?"