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Post by Shadingsun on Jan 3, 2013 10:08:41 GMT -8
(Hnnghhh since the other rp wasn't working out that well...XDDD)
Miststar stared at the roof of her den, which glinted and sparkled with the faint essence of what seemed like a pink, rosy warmth. Her pale blue fur ruffled, tingling along her spine as a burning fire seemed to tingle along the pads of her paws.
Starclan, she thought, ignoring the pain that came with the sickness, I sense that there is a great storm coming.
Miststar turned around sharply, as greetings and mews of welcome came from the camp. As the morning sun rose in the sky, Miststar stared at it emptily, knowing all to well that another day could mean death for her.
And I have a feeling...that that storm has nothing to do with the tornado that has already hit us.
Tanglepaw poked his head out from among the brambles, just as the morning sun peeked through the trees.
Violet was already up and ready, as she seemed to be helping Rivetfall weave tendrils of brambles and vines into the holes of the elders and medicine cats den.
The sandy ground seemed to scuffle and roll beneath Tanglepaws paws, and he happily padded into the clearing, yawning.
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Post by Duskstar on Jan 3, 2013 12:25:38 GMT -8
Twilightaw yawned and opened her bright green eyes. She looked around the den and went outside the den. She then saw and ran in an instant to Tanglepaw. "Good morning Tanglepaw" Twilightpaw yawned.
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Post by Shadingsun on Jan 3, 2013 18:09:08 GMT -8
Tanglepaw jumped in surprise, and looked back at her in amusement.
"Twilightpaw! Are you sure that's you?" he leaned in closer, his sky blue eyes narrowed as if he couldn't see.
"The Twilightpaw I know is usually dead and grouchy in the morning, not bright and up early."
he teased her, naturally, and he watched as her face grew scarlet red with embarrassment.
Grinning, he turned away. "Alright! Anyways. What do you feel like doing today?"
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Post by breezeclaw on Jan 5, 2013 12:40:54 GMT -8
Dawnpaw trudged out of the apprentices den, carefully looking at the sky. (asdhldjgh;ab i don't know what else to say xD)
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Post by Shadingsun on Jan 12, 2013 11:58:34 GMT -8
Tanglepaw flicked his ears up in surprise and turned around as Dawnpaw padded out of the apprentices den, attentively and cautiously. "Hey, Dawnpaw!" he motioned her over with his tail, his blue eyes glinting with warmth.
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Post by Leaf on Jan 12, 2013 21:45:02 GMT -8
Shadeleaf yawned, stretching as he padded out of the warriors den. Looking around camp, he saw that everyone was fixing up the camp again. He could tell that some groups of cats were doing just fine. After taking a moment to ask around, the only group he hadent asked yet was Violet and Rivetfall. "Morning, do you guys need help? No one else did." he said, watching as both of them weaved brambles and vines to cover the holes in the elder's den.
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Post by Shadingsun on Jan 17, 2013 12:24:35 GMT -8
"Sure! We'll take all the help we can get, I guess." Said Violet, smiling before handing him a bramble tendril.
"We're weaving this through the den...although hopefully it won't take all day." She added, before weaving a tendril through the holes and rivets of the den.
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Post by Leaf on Jan 17, 2013 17:22:19 GMT -8
"Sounds easy enough, we'll be done in no time!" Shadleaf replied, giving a smile of hope as he grabbed the bramble tendril and weaved it into a hole.
(lol not really much to say o3o)
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Post by Shadingsun on Jan 25, 2013 20:54:45 GMT -8
Violet smiled and worked quickly, feeling as though she drastically needed a break already- maybe not from weaving tendrils in and out and in and out constantly. That was fine with her, and she didn't mind getting her paws dirty.
It was Rivetfall that was the problem.
Violet found, that, with every move she made, the medicine cat seemed to have it down, like a cat stalking a mouse. If she sighed, Rivetfall would peer forward drastically into her personal bubble as if it were a very serious issue, and ask as if she was alright. To dramatic.
If Violet so much as shivered in the cold winter air or growled in frustration when a tendril got caught in her fur, Rivetfall would look over and glare at her. It was as if she was trying to say, 'I can make that tendril move. Just say the word. I`ll kill it and cut it to tiny pieces and rip its tiny heart out. For you.' Yah, way to creepy.
Violet wasn't sure, but being stuck in-between Rivetfall and Shadeleaf did make her feel like a piece of prey. She got the feeling that they were both having a silent battle of some sort, but only with their eyes, and Violet was helpless as to what was going on.
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