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Post by Wolfstorm on Jul 10, 2011 22:56:32 GMT -5
"But then what will they think?! Me, the mother of a rogue's kits?! No!" Wolfstar quietly hissed at Jaggedstripe, then looked sorrowful. "I'm sorry Jaggedstripe, its just...I don't know who will be the father role. I would ask Ghostmask, but everyone knows that a mentor, and an apprentice can't be mates. That's..." Wolfstar stopped when she remebered how harsh she was to her former apprentice for almost choking Stormpaw.
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Post by Storm on Jul 11, 2011 9:52:01 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe scowled. "You brought this upon yourself!" he hissed, the fur on his spine raising. Though as Wolfstar apologized, he relaxed once more. "Wolfstar.." he began. "he's not an apprentice anymore." Not knowing what else to say, Jaggedstripe picked up the chewed up Chervil roots and turned around, heading back towards the Medicine den.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jul 11, 2011 13:00:34 GMT -5
Wolfstar sighed, then crawled into her den. Feeling the energy drain out of her body, she curled up in her nest. Placing her thick tail over her nose, and in seconds, was asleep.
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Post by Storm on Jul 11, 2011 14:04:13 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe glanced back at Wolfstar before re-entering the Medicine den, placing the chewed up chervil roots back onto his herb supply. Searching for any rotton herbs, he pawed through them, placing the healthy leaves in one pile and the bad ones on another pile.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jul 12, 2011 0:26:35 GMT -5
Foxcloud lefted the warriors den, noting wanting to hear what Badgertail was going to tell Stormpaw. Padding over to the fresh-kill pile, she picked up a plump pigen. Settling down in a shady spot, Foxcloud began eating away her beastfast.
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Post by hollyheart on Jul 12, 2011 12:42:27 GMT -5
Twigkit bounced around the nursery, bored. "Mum, will you do something with me?" he asked her, his voice quiet.
Mothwhisper looked down at her kit with annoyed eyes "Go play with the other kits," she meowed rudely.
"Mum, there's no other kits..." his voice trialed off as his mothers eyes expressed her anger and annoyance.
"Well go play with the apprentices or something. Just leave me alone," she growled, her eyes narrowed. Mothwhisper turned away from her kit.
Twigkit nodded, and padded out of the den. His tail dragging along the ground and his head drooping. Why didn't his mother like him? Was there something wrong with him?
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jul 12, 2011 21:42:02 GMT -5
"Twigkit? Are you alright?" Silvermoon asked, padding up to the little kitten from eating a mouse for beakfast. She licked her lips before bending her head down so she could be able to the hear him better.
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Post by hollyheart on Jul 13, 2011 1:38:26 GMT -5
"I'm fine," he responded, though his head still held low. "Just bored." Twigkit meowed, remembering his mothers annoyed tone. She'd be even more angry if he headed back into the nursery to bother her again.
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Post by Storm on Jul 13, 2011 11:38:29 GMT -5
Badgertail twitched her whiskers. "All right, let's head out." she declared finally, emerging from the Warriors den with Stormpaw following behind her. She glanced around the camp clearing, spotting Silvermoon and Twigkit. "Good morning, Silvermoon." she greeted the pretty she-cat. "Would you like to join us for Dawn patrol?" she offered.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jul 13, 2011 17:56:11 GMT -5
"I love to. Its pretty nice out today." Silvermoon meowed cheerfully. She trotted over to the duo, giving both of them a brief nod. "Where will we start first?" she asked, the tip of her ears twitching.
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