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Post by Payphone on Sept 17, 2011 17:45:34 GMT -4
Herbfeather sighed. "The closest patch is in FeatherClan, but we don't want to cross the border... how about we go to the training ground? We might find some there."
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Post by hailstorm on Sept 17, 2011 17:59:57 GMT -4
"Uh.. okay," Stoneheart replied. She wouldn't want to go to close to the Featherclan border either, but more because of the "great" times she had everytime she ran into Featherleaf. She had saved her life once, but that was one time too many. She padded after Herbfeather, not minding the angry look that was clearly showing on her face. If someone asked, she would simply say it was because of Fyre's death. She let a growl escape her throat at the thought of the two she-cats she despised so. At least one of them was gone now.
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Post by Payphone on Sept 17, 2011 18:05:57 GMT -4
Herbfeather stopped. They were at the training ground. "Stoneheart, can you smell anything other than Burdock root? Because that is all I can smell." Herbfeather's thoughts drifted into envy of FeatherClan, with a full-grown catmint patch.
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Post by hailstorm on Sept 17, 2011 18:18:17 GMT -4
Stoneheart lifted her head and sniffed. "I smell-" she tried to focus even harder, closing her eyes. "I smell something. Something sweet, but rotten.. Over there!" she flicked her tail and turned her head in the same direction, showing Herbfeather what she meant. She hurried over to the patch of catmint, and turned to Herbfeather. "Please tell me there's something usable here," she said with pleading eyes. "Or else we might need to steal from Featherclan."
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Post by Payphone on Sept 17, 2011 18:54:57 GMT -4
She smelled throughout the patch. "I can use a few leaves here, but it would hardly be enough to cure a single cat. More might grow soon." She bit off the few stems and put them in her store.
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Post by Questfeather on Sept 18, 2011 4:10:08 GMT -4
Northstorm shook his head grief in his voice. "I had no idea how this happened. When you left for the gathering I went to sleep. I woke up when I heard your yowl."Walks over to Fyre's dead body and dips his head to her fur. "Fyre, I never told you this, but I loved you, ever since we were apprentices. I missed you dearly when you left. And now I will forever knowing that you will never return" Lays by her side and burries his face in her fur. He didn't mean it. No word of that was true, he loves Stoneheart.
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Post by hailstorm on Sept 18, 2011 9:09:21 GMT -4
Stoneheart ficked her tail nervously. "Are you sure? I mean, it's getting colder, so will anything grow?" She had some strong doubts about it and wondered if Herbfeather only tried to reasure herself. "If you want me to, I'll get some from Featherclan. They won't even know I was there and I can bring Northstorm to stand guard for me." She'd rather risk a fight with Featherclan, than loosing half of her clan to greencough.
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Post by Payphone on Sept 18, 2011 13:37:36 GMT -4
"No... I will see what advice I can get at the Half-Moon. I might have to ask Owltalon for some, but it would be best to settle the problem with other medicine cats. I'll use what we just found." She ran off and put the leaves in her store, then dragged Fyre's body to the place where a vigil would be done. She put her nose in Fyre's colder fur and meowed, "You were my mentor's sister, and though you were a loner once, you had the heart of a true warrior. Your loner life will be put in the past, and I hope that StarClan favors you."
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Post by icestripe on Sept 18, 2011 17:47:36 GMT -4
Swiftheart could see straight through Northstorm's lies he walked over to his sister's dead body and buried his face in her russet fur and meowed "Fyre, I always knew you would become a warrior, I'm just so sorry that this happened to you, you were more of a warrior than most cats you proved your loyalty by returning I just hope Starclan agrees with me." he then closed his sister's once bright green eyes. He couldn't bear to look at her face.
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Post by Payphone on Sept 18, 2011 19:11:24 GMT -4
"Swiftheart, this must be so hard on you... But don't worry, she is watching over us, with the rest of StarClan." She looked at the sky as a faint Silverpelt appeared, and there was one star brighter than the rest. She knew it must be Fyre. "Look up," She mewed in the quietest voice, waiting for Swiftheart to respond, "The vigil is starting soon."
(Is it okay if I make it late evening, possibly around 7 or 8 P.M. their time?)
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