A New Family, A New Start.

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    Icestorm purred a little before his eyes growing sad and he let out a gusty sigh. "I remember trying my best to save Jaggedfang and Weedheart. But they died for two different reasons. Greencough (Jaggedfang) and Blackcough (Weedheart). No herbs can help Minnowtail now, the same was with Ripplefeather. The herbs I'm hoping to gather are for covering her death-scent when she does go. But you are right to ask."


    Patchfoot nodded. "You see, nothing can heal old age. But the lavender, mint and rosemary will keep her from having death-scent in Starclan."


    OOC: Yep. Weedheart suffered from blackcough- coughing up blood. o-o It sounds creepy.

    Spotkit looked at the ground as the two cats spoke. This didn't make sense... Did every cat in Starclan smell like death? She shook her head to clear her thoughts and sighed, looking back up at Icestorm. "I think I will understand better what all herbs are for later. What herb do we need next?"

    "Hm. I think we should stock up on some goldenrod, just in case. Its a tall plant with small yellow flowers and small leaves. Do you think you can find any?"

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    IC: Fallingkit looked behind her, making sure no one followed her, and ran out of camp. she looked around in awe and looked up. CAW CAW~ Fallingkit yelped and ducked when a large crow swooped at her and flew up.
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    Silverpelt crept out of camp not even noticing the giant crow. She crossed the river and went on Thuinderclan territory. She walked deeper into the forest dissapering into the tall pines of windclan...

    OOC:


    IC: Fallingkit hid, seeing silverpelt. She hid under the brush, then spotted some scarlet berries (UH OH!)
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    Patchfoot saw Fallingkit, let out a squawk of surprise and darted over, shoving her away from the berries. "No! They are deathberries. Don't eat them!"

    OOC:


    IC: she yelped, then flatened her ears. she lowered her head and tail. "sowwy...." she said. "please don't tell my mommy i snuck out of camp" she said.
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    Patchfoot sighed. "I wont. But never- and i mean NEVER- eat these berries. They could kill a full grown warrior. Now, its best you come with us for some herb gathering. I'll tell your mother that we invited you to come with us."

    He smiled warmly. "Come on. Spotkit will tell you what we're looking for." He padded back to Icestorm and Spotkit.


    Icestorm stretched his long skinny limbs- one of his Windclan obvious characteristics. The half-clan tom nodded. "Lets go. We're looking for goldenrod."

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    IC: she followed, looking around. marigold? hmm... she thought silently, expecting something well.....gold.
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    She walked into windclan camp and went into the warriors den. She came out with a tortieshell tom with yellow eyes. They walked to four trees together kicking up the dirt to cover their sent.

    Spotkit, not noticing that Fallingkit had joined the group, looked around for the plant Icestorm had described. She didn't know what the herb smelt like, so she would have to rely on her sense of sight. She looked around for the herb and smiled when she thought she spotted it. She raced over to it and dove to snatch it in her paws. Spotkit frowned when she realized it was just more Marigold in a patch of grass. She stood and dropped her tail, ears pinned.

    Silverpelt licked the toms ear and he purred in return.
    "Oh how i love the way forbidden love feels," He purred.
    Her eyes glimmered with a gleam of lovesick.

    OOC:


    IC: fallingkit bounded over to a flower, ears perking. "is this helpful?" she asked, pawing a borage plant
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