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Post by MiNTY♥ on Feb 21, 2009 18:25:29 GMT -5
With a gasp Crypticstreak ignored his own minor wounds and rushed towards Drifitingice, he gave her wound a few quick rough licks to make sure it was clean. Starclan would look after such an honorable she-cat, they had too! He have her a quick sniff and then his head snapped up. "Taintedleaf" He yowled. "We had better get her to your den quickly." He meowed hastily and began to look around for his mate, but she wasn't there, probably in the nursery. At least he knew she must be ok, however Driftingice was not ok. He gulped as he felt a lump rising in his throat. He couldn't deny that he was worried about his friend Driftingice, even if they seemed to be further apart recently. "You are going to be ok." He whispered in her ear. Gently he gripped her scruff with his teeth and began to drag her towards the medicine cat's den as carefully as possible. Reaching the medicine cats den he carefully layed her down and gathered some scattered moss for her head. Leaving the she-cat side he padded back outside to meet Taintedleaf. "You should take care of Driftingice, is there anything you need me to do for the queens?" He asked.
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Post by thymespeckle on Feb 21, 2009 19:46:12 GMT -5
Taintedleaf froze as the white apprentice left with three of the newborns. The precious things...probably never see them again. "Shiverleaf...Ivywhisper...I am so sorry...if I hadn't have left, if I hadn't been so foolish..." he stopped as a screech from outside interupted him. Driftingice! he remembered her voice. He turned and left them, tearing through the brambles to stop only in horrer at what he saw. The beautiful white she-cat lay...covered in blood from her own veins. Her blue eyes were clouded and if it weren't for the whimpering noises and screams she let out, he would have thought her dead. "No..." he choked out softly. "NO! he screamed, running at her. He ignored Crypticstreak as he dragged her to his den without being asked to. No, this wasn't happening. Loosing to much blood. Her eyes were getting darker and darker. He nodded to Crypticstreak, telling him to comfert them...the queen could not be helped right now.
"Driftingice, stay still while I take care of you." he whispered. He covered, plastered her in cobwebs, even in places where there were no cuts. He then procceded to lay three poppy seeds before her. "Eat these and sleep while I tend to you." he murmmered softly.
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Post by cedarclaw on Feb 21, 2009 23:05:37 GMT -5
He had left. Left for a small amount of time. And there was havoc in the camp. He heard the voice of Taintedleaf in his mind.
Shiverleaf...Ivywhisper...I am so sorry...if I hadn't have left, if I hadn't been so foolish...
"What happened?" Demanded Dewstream his heart beating widly, his paws kneading the ground. "Is Shiverleaf hurt? What happened?" his questions tumbled out of his mouth, his eyes wide with alarm. Surely Shiverleaf and Ivywhisper weren't hurt. Then he smelled blood. Driftingice? What had happened? He was only gone..how long was he gone? The toms ears flattened to his skull. He should have been there, whatever happened, he should have been there! He could have protected the two queens, and maybe cats wouldn't have gotten hurt. His eyes were pained, as thoughts of what could have happened wracked his mind.
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Post by raid on Feb 21, 2009 23:29:03 GMT -5
Her kits. Ivywhisper's kit. Gone. Just like that three kits were gone. And she didn't know what to do. Not know. Breaking down into tears, the Queen sighed. Tears streaming down her face as her eyes searched desperately for something anything. It wasn't her fault was it? Or could it be. Could it all be her fault. The fact that three kits were gone. No. Not her fault. Ivywhisper had left her alone with more than enough kits to handle. It wasn't her fault. It was everybody's fault. Oh who was she kidding. It was all her fault. Curling around her two remaining kits she let the tears roll down her face. "It's all my fault. My fault. My fault. " She sobbed. The two words were repeated over and over again. "My fault. my fault."
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Feb 22, 2009 10:25:34 GMT -5
Crypticstreak nodded and turned and fled to his mates side. He lay in front of her, sheltering their three remaining kits, and his mate. He raised his head and looked over at the other new father. "Some rogue cats broke in, they made off with three kits." He meowed solemnly. Turning his head away from the other tom he looked Ivywhisper in the eye. "Are you ok?" He asked very seriously. As long as she had no cuts or anything she would heal in time, on the inside. Shiverleaf and Dewstream weren't the only two whom had lost two of their kits. He gulped, a lump in his throat. Velvetkit. He nosed each kit closer to their mother gently. "We should think of names for them, I like Nocturnekit for this big tom cat here." He chuckled, pressing his nose to the largest kit of the litter.
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Post by trinity on Feb 22, 2009 19:01:37 GMT -5
Glasspaw Glasspaw was shocked by the sound ofyowls outside the den. Removing her head from her mentors sholders she looked around. But as always darkness consumed her she didnt know what was going on. Geting to her paws she managed to get outside the nursery, her head swung trying so hard to get what was going on. The weight of some cat hit her and she fell to the floor,was there a fight?! Lifting her nose to the sky she scented other cats. Intruders! Hearing the fighting cats she tried geting to her paws before she got smashed, barly scrambling out of the way. More yowls broke out and then wails. The kits?! Did they take some of the kits?! Her sholder ached from the collision, she didnt know if they ran into her or she ran into them. She didnt know what to say. Looking to her paws she felt a tear escape down her cheek."Im so worthless...." she mewed softly pain ached in her sholder but it hurt more in her heart. She was useless to her clan, she couldnt do anything. |
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Post by thymespeckle on Feb 23, 2009 21:34:19 GMT -5
ooc: I'll reply when Lynx does ok Trinity? We want Glassy and Tainted to have a secret love right?
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Feb 24, 2009 15:59:31 GMT -5
//Driftingice would be utterly unconscious by now, unfortunately.
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Post by leafy on Feb 24, 2009 18:07:15 GMT -5
His large paws hit the ground quickly, but having a certain sense of rhythm to the way they hit it. Wreathedstar still couldn't believe what had happened over the past moon, or more what had happened just last night. He'd received his nince lives and become a leader. A leader for Starclan's sake. Life was still a wild ride and he wouldn't be stopping for a while. The familiar scent of ZephyrClan cats hit the tom's nose and he sped up until he entered camp..only to realize that it was in complete chaos.
The scent of dread was mixed in with a scent he knew all too well by now..the scent of Eclipseomen. He hated that cat more than anyone or anything in this world. "Quiet down everyone!" Wreathedstar's voice pierced the din, he was surprised at his own fierceness. It was time for them to know if they didn't already know the truth. "As you all probably know by now, Larkstar was killed. I received my nine lives and will now be your leader, and I'm back." It was blunt, not lacking anything and he hoped nobody wanted some sob story or anything. That wasn't in the equation right now. Part of him wondered where Harvestmoon was, he hoped she was ok and he also wanted to see her now.
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Post by thymespeckle on Feb 24, 2009 22:46:16 GMT -5
Taintedleaf was busy as Driftingice drifted into a deep slumber, one of which he seriously hoped she would wake from. He worked hard, mixung herbs to apply so no infection could seep into the body plastered with cobwebs. Poor thing... Taintedleaf thought...his eyes full of sorrow. He would hate himself if he was unable to save this pretty she-cat. He left her to sleep while he stood at the entrance of his den, and saw Wreathedstar come ing, talking in calming words to his Clan. He would be a wonderful leader.
Taintedleaf walked up to him when he was finished. "Well said Wreathedstar. I'll have you know that while you were away we were attacked by two rouges. They stole three kits that were born mere hours ago, some were not even named yet." he mewed with distress as he dipped his head. His eyes looked up at his new leader now, full of sorrow. "While that was going on Driftingice was seroiously injured. SHE is in my den right now, and I don't knwo if she shall make it through the night alive..." he mewed meekly.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Feb 27, 2009 13:48:26 GMT -5
//Hey guys, I'm not sure if you read in Terra that Larkstar was found dead and Harvestmoon sprained her forepaw-ankle, but she's just gonna be sitting in the medicine cat's den, if that's alright, perhaps already bandaged up and all?
It was a void, that throbbing pain, shooting up her long, thick limb like a streak of lightning-fury, sizzling away as it came to her shoulder like a pail of icy water had been splashed up this white-hot pain, deminishing it to a faint, pulsating numbness that could do nothing be calm her, and it took everything to stay alert as two cats flooded into camp, all words and claws, and theiving, bloody freaking beasts. She recognized a scream, followed by the thump. She tried to convince herself that it wasn't the soft trickling of blood that she heard, but as her mud-colored ears pricked, she couldn't be quite so sure. It was Driftingice, she knew that for sure, but it was so strange, that no one leaped up to help. She heard only one battle. That obsidian bitch could have ben killed if ZephyrClan hadn't stood petrified, and look what good Crypticstreak did. He should get and award. Blinking, Harvestmoon could hear Wreathedmo- star, enter camp, already barking orders like he was.. oh wait. That was why she was laying within this cramped, dusty old nest. She had tripped, quite clumsily, over Larkstar's body. He was leader now. He could order her around as he pleased. Did she care? Nope. Shifting slightly, and with that came an anguished yelp. One would have suspected from the movement of her tender ankle, but rather, from the sight of her limp crimson friend being carried into the den like a piece of particularly tasty fresh-kill, and with her Driftingice carried the thick scent of blood, as if harvestmoon hadn't had her fill of the putrid smell already. Blinking away the tears, it turned into only a vain attempt as they overflowed, dribbling down her rust-color cheeks and soaking them brown, but her sobs were silent, and she was concealed. Turning so her back faced the whole healing process, and ears pressed again her neck to ward of Driftingice's soft, pained moans, Harvestmoon attempted to allow sleep to carry her away.
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Post by thymespeckle on Feb 27, 2009 17:16:16 GMT -5
Taintedleaf didn't wait for Wreathedstar to answer him. He would not let Driftingice die. No he would not. He had reported what needed to be told, and their new leader would have to live with it. Medicine cats almost had as much power as a leader anyways. His fluffy orange tail swayed, and his large ears perked in suprise as Harvestmoon limped into camp. He saw the look on her rusty colored face. She did not like Wreathedstar any more then he did.
He followed her as she made her way to his den, and he saw her curl up, tears sliding down her pretty face. Driftingice moaned on the floor beside her. He nudged Harvestmoon awake and smiled gently down at her. "Mind if I take a look at that paw of yours?" he whispered, so not to awake the restless white cat. She would not die tonight. He would make sue of that.
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Post by rowan on Feb 28, 2009 14:50:26 GMT -5
Ivywhisper looked up slightly as Crypticstreak came back into the nursery. He was talking about naming the kits, now? After this? Well... it had to be done didn't it? they couldn't go around being nameless the rest of their lives, that would be cruel. She would name the one that had been taken too. The white she-cat.
Sher looked down at the two kits that were infront of her, "Dovekit," She said indicating the smaller of the two, the she-cat. "And Badgerkit?"
She thought about the smallest black and white kit, "Pepperkit," She said, "The one that was..." Her voice trailed off. She looked at Shiverleaf again and curled around the kits.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Feb 28, 2009 17:51:12 GMT -5
OOC// Pepperkit got taken so its Dovekit, Nocturnekit and Badgerkit that are there.
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Post by cedarclaw on Mar 1, 2009 17:19:47 GMT -5
Dewstream was speechless. Utterly speechless. Two newborn kits, taken. Just like that. The tom wanted to cry out in sadness and anger, but he merely looked at his mate, padded up to her, and licked her on the ear. Nothing said, he was still in shock. "I'll get them back, all of them back, don't you worry," whispered the tom to his mate, glancing at Shiverleaf once more. "I'll get them back, no matter what it takes," meowed the tom, stroking his mate with his tail comfortingly. He felt horrid. His head hurt, but he couldn't be sick. After all, it was spring. He had kits to look after, and sickness was out of the question, especially just after their camp had been raided. He sneezed, and glared at the ground, holding back a sneeze, which sent his head forward which made him all the more dizzy. He wouldn't be sick. He'd have to let it wait inside of him. He was completely focused on the beautiful she-cat that lay beside him and the kits that he would save. The kits that he would save in order to make his mate happy, sickness was just out of the question. In a different part of his mind. He was solely focused on three valued things. His clan, his mate, and his kits.
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