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Post by Storm on Jun 25, 2011 11:59:48 GMT -5
(Rose will treat Toxic like her own, so he'll just have to deal with it)
Rose silently agreed, Toxic looked very tired. She knew that there weren't any suitable nests for a young kit like this, so she lay down and wrapped her tail around him. The ground was cold enough so at least she could provide some warmth.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 25, 2011 13:35:13 GMT -5
Toxic screached his jaws into a huge yawn, then curled his body next to Rose's. Nobody had done something like this(expect Jaguar) since his mother died(the she-dog). "Good night Mother." he muttered, then darkness of sleep took over him.
Bullet raised an eyebrow at Toxic's words, then remembered his mother was a dog. "Dogs can have strange efects on kits that they." he meowed to himself, then leaped down from his chair. Walking pass Rose, he gave her a lick on the forehead. "I'll be back, I have some issures to deal with." Bullet then squeezed though a hole in the wall.
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Post by Storm on Jun 25, 2011 13:47:52 GMT -5
Meowing a goodbye to Bullet as he left, Rose smiled warmly at Toxic, and rested her chin on her paws. Having a kit by her side was the best thing she could have. Her eyes thoughtful, Rose thought about having Bullet's kits someday. She wanted to, but she wasn't sure how he would react to her suggestion. Thinking about it, Rose closed her eyes as her sides began to rise and fall slower and slower.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 26, 2011 1:02:00 GMT -5
Jagaur crawled though the many holes of the Ruined Twoleg Nest, being highly carefull with injured Spike. "Dirt, you go find Ruth, she'll be on the top floor with her plants. She'll know what to do about Spike's condisuin." he flicked his tail towards the nearest stairs.
Toxic yawned as he woke up from his nap. Rose fallen asleep besides him, her breathing light, and even. I wonder if Jagaur is back yet, he thought in his mind.
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Post by Storm on Jun 26, 2011 1:16:53 GMT -5
Spike slowly began to feel and hear things again, and not just pain. Voices, Movement, Fur brushing against his. Everything slwoly began to come back to him. He tried to lift himself to his paws, but found himself on top of an unknown cat. Desperately, he tried to get off, his struggling growing with every movement.
Dirt yelped as Spike started to move around on his back. "Hey quit that out!" he snapped, half-annoyed and half-relieved the strong tom was alive.
(How he got on Dirt's back. No idea.)
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 26, 2011 1:25:03 GMT -5
Jaguar let out a "woo" sigh of relief. "I thought he was dead." he thought out loud. Seeing the faces everyone else gave him, he protested, "Well he was close to death!" being very, very carefull, he took Spike by the scruff, and set him on the ground. Turning to Dirt, he ordered, "Dirt, go get Ruth. Now. She'll be on the top floor, taking care of her herbs."
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Post by Storm on Jun 26, 2011 17:26:11 GMT -5
Dirt stared at Spike for a moment longer, then nodded. Quickly scanning around the dark room, he found a pair of stairs on the right side of the room. with a grim expression on his face, he climbed each step with caution, reaching the final one at the top. The first thing he saw was no ceiling, letting the the warm sunlight of the setting sun flow in. Tearing his eyes away from the sky, his eyes rested upon plants. Many plants. As if a twoleg garden had moved into this large room.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 26, 2011 18:02:21 GMT -5
Ruth gently took some yarrow off a stem, and put them in a pile. The warm sunshine was like magic, and the plants were growing well. Hearing pawsteps behind her, Ruth turned to see Dirt at the door way. "Child! Why are you here? Is something wrong?" she asked.
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Post by Storm on Jun 26, 2011 19:11:04 GMT -5
Snapping out of his trance, Dirt got serious. "Ruth, we need your help. Now." he urged. Turning around, he flicked his speckled tail for the elder to come with him. His mind racing, he carefully made his way down the staircase, stopping mid-way to see if Ruth was following him.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 26, 2011 19:15:49 GMT -5
Ruth grabbed as many herbs as she could, then followed Dirt. Not stopping when Dirt checked on her, Ruth reached the bottom of the stairs to find Spike, Jagaur, and everyone else covered in wounds; thought Spike was the worst. "Oh my," she whisppeared, then started fixing his head injgury, being carefull with the white tom.
Jaguar watched as Ruth Oakes worked on Spike, knowing the healer knew what she was doing.
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