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Post by Storm on Jul 13, 2011 21:38:17 GMT -5
Badgertail perked her ears thoughtfully. "Well, let's start along the TreeClan border, and then onto the MistClan border." she suggested, glancing down at Stormpaw before resting her gaze on Silvermoon once more.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jul 14, 2011 14:54:40 GMT -5
Silvermoon nodded, flicking her feathery tail. "Ok, that's sounds good." she began padding towards the barrior, looking over her shoulder at Badgertail, and Stormpaw to come along.
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Post by Storm on Jul 14, 2011 15:03:21 GMT -5
Badgertail signaled Stormpaw to follow by flicking her tail. She followed Silvermoon out of camp with Stormpaw trailing behind.
((terri))
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Post by Jaytalon on Jul 23, 2011 21:27:27 GMT -5
Jaytalon strolls in through a few bushes casually. His steps are a bit jumpy, though he keeps his face stone cold, rarely showing emotion. Jaytalon picks up his pace a bit as if he has something important to say. He steps right in front of the medicine den, twisting his left paw over a small stone. ripping open a gash in his poor paw in the process. Jaytalon's good mood is immediately shattered, by a strong vibe going up his narrow spine.
"Jaggedstripe!" He calls, his voice is a bit shaky, as if he's in a lot of pain. Dark red blood is leaking all over the place. Jaytalon sighs to himself, "Well, great way to spend a day." He tries his best to stand back up, but almost instantly collapses back down to the cold ground. "Jaggedstripe!" He calls again.
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Post by Storm on Jul 23, 2011 21:33:02 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe perked his ears as he heard his name being called. It sounded as though it was Jaytalon. Frowning, he left the pile of herbs he was sorting and poked his outside of the Medicine den. Glancing around, he almost didn't notice Jaytalon, who was sprawled on the ground as though his stomache was exploding. "Yes, Jaytalon?" he mewed bluntly, staring at the warrior's bloody paw.
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Post by Jaytalon on Jul 23, 2011 21:50:42 GMT -5
Jaytalon is in an extreme amount of pain, gets a little mad that Jaggedstripe doesn't help him out right away. He attempts to raise his paw but falls onto his check like a rock. He notices that part of his bone is sticking out, as if things couldn't get worse. He has known Jaggedstripe for quite a bit now, and knows he can be a bit rude, but not noticing that a fellow clan member is hurt is stumping to a new low.
"Hey.... A little help here?" Jaytalon says a bit annoyed. He HATES being ignored. Almost as much as he hated his Father, he decides that the only way to get help is to be a bit.... Dramatic.
Jaytalon rolls over onto his back and begins to whine, though he's not good at whining having a very plain, low voice.
"Ohhoohh! Jaggedstripee! It hurtss! I'm DYING! Help meee!" He pulls it off a bit better than expected. He's quite happy with his acting. But remember how much his paw hurt, turning over again, to add to the act, he rolls over his paw, and lets out a screech that Jaytalon is sure the whole clan can hear.
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Post by Storm on Jul 23, 2011 22:01:42 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe grumbled something under his breathe and grabbed the whining warrior by his scruff, dragging him into the Medicine den. He heaved Jaytalon into one of the spare nests and pulled his nose closer to his injured paw, determining how severe it was. Jaggedstripe's facial expression grew more serious when he realized that it wasn't just a light scrape. Sighing, he turned towards his herb supply, grabbing out multipule herbs at once. First, he chewed some Dried Oak Leaves into a poultice, covering his paw with the mixture. Jaggedstripe grunted. "This may pinch a bit." he mewed briefly, before placing his paw on the bone that was jutting out of Jaytalon's wrist. He pushed on his roughly, feeling it pop back into it's place. "Stay still." he mewed sternly before turning towards his herbs once more.
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Post by Jaytalon on Jul 23, 2011 22:24:42 GMT -5
Jaytalon was grateful to be taken in to be treated of his wound, he was glad his acting had worked off too, but hearing his bone snap back into place, sounded like torture, and felt even MORE like torture! He moaned utterly in distress, his wrist hurt, and he wasn't sure that what ever Jaggedstripe made would actually work, he wished someone was there to comfort him, he couldn't move, and was NOT planning on conversing with the grump. He really wanted anyone else there, he hadn't even gotten to share his exciting news, though thinking about it now, he was pretty sure Jaggedstripe would care to hear it. It made him a bit disappointed. But he didn't care anymore, at the time, he needed to tell anyone who would listen. Looking around the empty nests didn't make him feel any better, Jaytalon decided to try to talk to Jaggedstripe.
"So..... Am I going to walk again?" He started with quite a bold question. Now that he heard what was flowing from his mouth, he regretted it. He hoped the answer wouldn't be 'nope'. But being Jaytalon, he always figured the worse, after his accident, he always got mad at himself for being cocky, and taking dangerous choices, but he wouldn't be able to do much if he couldn't walk.
He inhaled, expecting the worse.
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Post by Storm on Jul 23, 2011 22:30:40 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe frowned, wrapping clumps of cobwebs around Jaytalon's wrist to patch up his wound. "Don't be silly, you just dislocated your wrist bone, that's all." he chuckled, wrapping the last of the cobwebs onto his wrist. "Of course you'll be able to walk." he rasped, a grin playing at his lips as he returned his herbs to their rightful place.
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Post by Jaytalon on Jul 23, 2011 22:39:46 GMT -5
Jaytalon felt stupid, OF COURSE HE WOULD BE OKAY! Heck, he was Jaytalon! He could fight off a whole clan if he wanted too. Though on the inside he'd be preying that it was a clan of kits, thus he would have the upper hand. He was worried but played off the injury as if it was no big deal.
"Oh yeah I figured, good thing too, don't wanna hurt my good hunting paw." He said very simple, he always spoke with little or no emotions. He liked sounding like that, it gave him that 'don't mess with me' kind of sound.
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