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Post by Sweetleaf on Jul 3, 2011 20:03:19 GMT -5
Ravenfeather popped her head up at the call of her sister. "Spiderwing's still sleeping, but I guess I could go on patrol," she meowed sleepily.
"Okay, take Leafclaw with you." Nightflower replied. She wasn't sure why Spiderwing couldn't wake up, but she might as well let him sleep and get the border patrol on with.
"Wolfstar... maybe she's having kits." Whitetail replied
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Post by hollyheart on Jul 3, 2011 20:07:41 GMT -5
Leafclaw sat up in his nest "Okay," he disguised his hatred toward the black she-cat with friendliness. He padded over to the entrance of the den and motioned Ravenfeather with his tail. "I'll go on a hunting patrol later too," he told the deputy and walked out of the den. That should be me, ordering my clanmates on patrol he thought bitterly and walked out of camp with Ravenfeather.
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Post by Storm on Jul 3, 2011 21:09:09 GMT -5
Losing interest in her conversation on Wolfstar, Goldenheart watched as Leafclaw stalked across the camp clearing, his eyes narrowed as usual. Without lifting her eyes off of the tom, Goldenheart scowled. "What's wrong with him?" she mewed, her head tilted in a confused expression.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Jul 3, 2011 21:40:19 GMT -5
"Who knows," Whitepelt replied and took another bite of the salmon. He glanced over at Leaflcaw as he left camp and suggested "Maybe he's angry at someone." Leafclaw did always narrow eyes like he was angry. But he actually seemed a bit angry today.
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Post by Storm on Jul 3, 2011 21:45:58 GMT -5
(It's Whitepelt..XD)
"He looks like he's always angry at someone." she pointed out, glancing at the fresh-kill pile with a blunt expression on her face. Goldenheart stood up and licked Whitepelt's ear, starting towards the Nursery. "I'm going to take a nap, I feel so tired.." she announced, looking back at her mate as she reached the Nursery entrance. Goldenheart just wanted him to lay by her side and comfort her. No, he's not just my mate, he's a Warrior, and Warriors have big responsabilities. she thought sternly. Sighing sadly, she entered the Nursery and climbed into her nest, resting her chin on her delicate paws.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Jul 3, 2011 21:53:29 GMT -5
((Opps i got mixed up with the whitetail in the books!))
Whitepelt finished up the fish and watched his mate walk of to the nursery. He padded over to Nightflower and asked her "Should I go out hunting?"
Nightflower turned her gaze from where Leafclaw had been and responded to the white warrior "Okay, I'll come too. I'd send Spiderwing with us, but he's still sleeping," she huffed and dashed out of camp with Whitepelt.
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Post by Storm on Jul 4, 2011 11:40:08 GMT -5
Goldenheart lay in her nest, her sides rising and falling slowly. Suddenly, she felt her stomach churn in an unusual way. Her amber eyes widening, her heart race began to beat faster. "T-the kits, my kits are coming!" she yowled as loud as she could, her voice ringing through the camp clearing. Glancing around, Whitepelt was no where to be seen.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Jul 4, 2011 11:46:03 GMT -5
(( Awhile after Goldenheart called that.))
Whitepelt padded into camp, two plum fish in his jaws. The sun was now rising in the sky, it was almost sun high. Nightflower right besides him with three mice. He dropped his freshkill in the pile when he heard a wail from the nursery. "Goldenheart?!" he called, distress in his mew. He raced into the nursery.
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Post by Storm on Jul 4, 2011 11:50:02 GMT -5
Goldenheart's mind was reeling and her muscles were tense. "The kits.." she breathed, wincing as she felt her unborn kits moving around restlessly in her swollen stomach. Staring at Whitepelt, her breathing slowly grew quick and shallow. "Get help!" she pleaded, her eyes wide with fear.
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Post by Sweetleaf on Jul 4, 2011 11:54:44 GMT -5
Whitepelt raced out of the nursery and into the medicine den where he called the medicine cat ((we are pretending there is one....)). "Goldenheart is kitting!" he wailed and ran back to his mate, he promised nothing would happen to his kits and he would fulfill his promise. "It's okay, I got the Medicine cat," he soothed his mate and licked her ears.
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