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Post by Storm on Aug 22, 2011 22:23:09 GMT -5
Stormpaw lay on the far side of the Apprentices den, watching Sandpaw from the corner of his eye. He knew what she was thinking, and what the rest of the clan were. Will Strikekit survive? He sighed quietly and frowned. He should be thinking of other things, not about bad situations. No thoughts came into his mind for a moment until he remembered seeing Sandpaw in her injured state. For a strange reason, anger built up in his stomache and his claws unseathed. He would castrate that fox if he ever saw it again!
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 22, 2011 23:21:51 GMT -5
((its morning now))
Morningkit laid besides Hornetkit, her flank rising in even breathes; her cream pelt touching his pelt. Ghostmask was curled up next to Silvermoon, both of thier flanks touching too. Foxcloud yawned, having to stay up until midnight when she couldn't stay asleep anylonger. When she looked down at Strikekit near Wolfstar's belly, her breath caught in her throart: Strikekit wasn't breathing. "Jaggedstripe!!" she screamed for the medicine cat.
((don't worry, he's not dead. Just post as Jagged thinking he's dead, hehe...)
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Post by Storm on Aug 22, 2011 23:28:34 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe jerked his eyes open when he heard a shriek coming from farther into the den. He instantly got to his paws and scrambled over to where Foxcloud was standing. "What the-" he began but then stopped short when he followed Foxcloud's eyes. Strikekit lay feebly on the ground, no signs of breathing coming from the little body. Oh no..
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 22, 2011 23:36:03 GMT -5
((I didn't make the profile yet, but this needs to be done*don't kill me*))
Strikekit walked thought a frog-covered forest, his steps wobbley. "Mama? Mama, are you there?" he called, his voice echoing around. When no one asked, tears rolled down his cheeks. "Mama...Mama where are you?" he cried, sitting down.
"You're mother is here Strikekit, but she's sleeping." an older, wiser voice spoke. A massive gray tom with darker, and lighter patches of gray covering his fur walked up to the tiny kit, his amber eyes warm. "W-Who are you?" Strikekit asked, scanning the tom. "I'm Stormcloud, your grandfather. and its not your time to join Starclan." the tom meowed. With that, he touched his grandson's forehead.
Strikekit let out a loud, weak meow before curling up closer to Wolfstar. Foxcloud burst into tears. "Oh thank god, he's alive!"
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 22, 2011 23:37:38 GMT -5
Hornetkit woke up to a yell. "AH!" He lept up with a yowl. He soon settled down to see Jaggedstripe looking over Strikekit. He shook Blossomkit's shoulder, trying to wake her up. "Blossomkit, Blossomkit get up!"
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Post by Storm on Aug 22, 2011 23:41:00 GMT -5
((He's barely one day old. He can't talk and his eyes aren't even open yet..))
Jaggedstripe let out a sigh of relief when Strikekit began to breathe again. He hesitated for a moment before turning to Foxcloud and saying, "Don't get too excited. Strikekit is still very weak." he rasped unsurely. He was surprised that the small kit survived through the night.
Blossomkit awoke by Hornetkit's side, voices keeping her from sleeping. She got to her paws and trotted over to Jaggedstripe and Foxcloud. "Will.. he be alright?" she asked lamely, looking down at Wolfstar's only kit.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 23, 2011 0:02:42 GMT -5
((he was dreaming!))
Foxcloud nodded at Jaggedstripe's words, thought she couldn't stop crying. She closed her amber eyes, hoping it would stop the flow of liguid falling. Morningkit leapt to her white paws, looking around. "Wh-What? Hornetkit, was going on?" she turned to the golden tabby, her green eyes wide. Wolfstar groaned, voices ringing in her ears. "Fo...'loud...Jag....'edstr..." she tried saying, her body still weak from the huge loss of blood she suffered.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 23, 2011 0:15:07 GMT -5
Hornetkit flattened his ears "I dunno if he'll be ok...." he said, crouching down nervously, keeping his eyes on the gray kitten barely holding onto life itself. He had been that way once. He shook his head, shaking the thought from his mind.
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Post by Storm on Aug 23, 2011 0:17:10 GMT -5
Jaggedstripe glanced down at Blossomkit. "I.. don't worry about it." he meowed lamely. He couldn't just tell her that Strikekit was weak and might not live. He turned to Foxcloud and touched her shoulder with his tail-tip in an attempt to comfor the distressed she-cat.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 24, 2011 15:36:30 GMT -5
Hornetkit looked at Strikekit. To be honest, the little tom looked like a drowned rat, much less a CAT! And he didn't look like he was breathing very much either. At least not enough to survive much longer.
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