Troutpaw concentrated on the most important of the many scents of the territory. Is that...loner scent? Troutpaw wasn't sure if it was, and didn't want to embarrass himself... "Nothing important," he muttered.
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"Mouse, stale fox scent from days ago," he meowed. "A little bit of loner scent too," he added this more quietly.
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Troutpaw happily meowed, "That way," as he pointed with his tail close to where Leafstorm was standing.
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Troutpaw nodded. "They're still close by too, so we could sneak up on them and attack!"
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Smallfeather finally relaxed. She had four beautiful kits, a wonderful mate, and a great clan. She wouldn't give up this love for anything.
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OOC Just going to say Falconpaw's meet with the Starclan cat is over.
IC Falconpaw woke up under the tree he had fallen from. A leaf of catnip, the reason he had fallen from the tree, was laying a couple of fox-lengths away. The apprentice jumped up, the dream he had playing over and over in his mind. Falconpaw quickly grabbed the catnip. I need to get to Dreampelt and tell her! he thought. Almost immediately, he was standing outside the medicine cat den with no idea how he had gotten there. Quickly looking around to see if anycat had seen, which none had, he bounded into the den. "Dreampelt!" he meowed urgently. "I must speak with you!"
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"Mine's more important, I'm sure," Falconpaw meowed, forgetting to be polite. "Now can we please talk, privately?" The tom flicked his tail impatiently.
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Falconpaw ran out of the den to catch up with Dreampelt. He briefly caught a glance of Vividpool. How come he thought so much of her if he was destined to be a medicine cat and never fall in love? The apprentice shook his head as if to clear it, and joined his mentor. "I died-or I thought I did," he meowed urgently, "and came back to life. But I had this visit with a Starclan cat, and when I woke up-or came back to life, whatever you want to say-I wanted to go back to your den, and instantly I was there!" He neaded the ground with his paws nervously. "Any thoughts on this?"
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Accepted! Go ahead and jump into RP
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Troutpaw nodded. The apprentice shimmied up a tree so he could watch the tree. Doing one practice climb down to see how fast he could get to the ground, and deciding he would be able to do it fast enough, he settled himself on a low branch where he could see others, but they couldn't see him.
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Falconpaw, smelling blood, abandoned Dreampelt and rushed into the medicine cat den. Taking chamomile and alder leafs, and some burdock roots, he made a poultice and put it on the wounds of Crackedcrown after removing the cobwebs.
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Falconpaw saw everything was going all right in Dreampelt's den, and he left. He knew he would get a scolding from his mentor about not staying and watching what herbs were used for what, but he wanted to see Vividpool. The apprentice happily padded over to the young warrior, forgetting all the things about the prophecy and Crackedcrown's wounds. "Hi!" he meowed, glad Jayfeather for once wasn't hanging around Vividpool.
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Riverstar finished her meal and trotted over to the Lake Stone. She bunched up her muscles and was about to jump up to make Moonfire's kits apprentices, but decided to wait for the patrol to return. While she waited, she padded over to Moonfire and her kits. "Are you all excited about becoming apprentices?" she asked. She cast a nervous glance at Ashkit, glad she couldn't see it.
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OOC There might be a battle with a loner and Riverstar is talking to Moonfire.
IC "I would love to, but I'm not sure if Redfox feels the same way about me that I do him," she meowed sadly, looking longingly at the handsome warrior. "And I don't know if could handle not being leader for 6 moons. You're lucky, you know, that you are able to have kits without worrying that the clan will get in serious trouble if you're not leading them."
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Falconpaw nodded, even though he knew no cat would see.