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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Apr 5, 2009 15:29:20 GMT -5
The tom sat twitching unhappily as he stared into the sky. Why was it so cold? He'd been born in late Leafbare nearly a year ago and he'd forgotten the chill that came with the season. His static fur was fluffed up so that he looked like a furry porcupine. The strange streaks that ran over his fur seemed to dance with every breath he took.
"C-c-curse this b-b-bad weather!" Jetpaw stuttered as he glared mutinously at his mentor, Adderstrike. The tom smiled back at him.
"I'm teaching you how to sit watch - which is a very strange thing to have to do. You do realize that most apprentices can sit still, right?" Adderstrike asked with a purr of amusement. Jetpaw muttered under his breath and glared at Adderstrike. Sometimes he didn't like his mentor so much.
"Well, when you've sat still for a little while you can relax or go hunting or something." His mentor padded away to meet a Warrior on her way out of camp. Jetpaw curled back his lips slightly but then shook his head. It wasn't worth it.
"Tweedily dee... tweedily dum..." He muttered, completely bored and cold out of his mind.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 6, 2009 21:37:37 GMT -5
From the speed that the two cats ran, one might've thought the whole of Nostars Place was after them. They ran with an unusual strength and speed for heir age, not sure who was following or who was behind. Lychee knew only she was free, and Rambutan knew only she and Lychee who ran before her were free. The two ran, hoping all three were together as a group but not daring to glance back and crash or lose momentum slowing to check. So they just ran in the hopes of all there following them. But not all three had escaped. Longan was gone, the tom captured and taken away. They might never again see their brother.
Eventually exhaustion set in, and the two she-cats began to slow and pant. They must've escaped by now. Suddenly, Lychee dropped over in a faint. Rambutan panicked. Should she try and help her sister, but give away their position? Or leave Lychee there and stay quiet and hidden? Rambutan knew if she was captured, she wanted her sister safe, even though Lychee probably wouldn't do the same. She was too practical. Rambutan could almost imagine what her sister would say.
If you call out, we're both caught and dead. At least one can get free now, right? Rambutan shook her head. No time for 'logic'. Time for help. Summoning as much air as little Rambutan could, the tiny kit opened her mouth and cried out.
"HELP!!!"
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Apr 6, 2009 22:30:05 GMT -5
Jetpaw's ears flicked around and he turned, his eyes wide. He pelted out of camp without thinking much about it. Jetpaw stopped beside a bramble bush and peered out. He saw some kits and was startled. He leaped forward, his fur on end.
"What's going on? Is she alright?" he asked, startled.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 7, 2009 17:57:35 GMT -5
Rambutan began to wail in a low, pitiful kitten voice. She did not know the full meaning of the tom's words, but knew them well enough.
"See felled!" Rambutan cried, plopping down next to her sister and gasping. She had finally realized how tired she was, and her limbs ached with pain from the run. Her little white and brown body looked so pitiful as she lay there hopelessly. What more could she do?
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Apr 8, 2009 21:05:17 GMT -5
Jetpaw looked at the two kits and felt his heart ache for them. I must bring them to camp! He thought. He leaned over and picked up one of the kits.
"I'll come back, stay right there!" He meowed around the kit's nape.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 8, 2009 23:05:48 GMT -5
Rambutan watched as the tomcat picked up her sister, nodding. She stood, eager to follow and make sure Lychee was alright. She had all but forgotten Longan, as he was not the immediate danger. The immediate danger was losing Lychee.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Apr 10, 2009 7:31:16 GMT -5
Jetpaw carried the kit to camp in a hurry, his paws splaying out and tripping him a few times in his hurry. But he never once dropped or bumped the kit - except against his legs. Jetpaw set her down as he arrived at camp, staring with wide eyes at the Medicine cat's den. Foxdung... I'm going to get into so much trouble for this!
"Crookfaith!! Featherpaw!! Please help, she's hurt!" He called, feeling the fur stick up on his nape. They wouldn't refuse to help the kits, would they?
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 10, 2009 17:56:01 GMT -5
Rambutan gasped, struggling for breath as she pushed herself to stay close to the tom who carried her sister. It was very hard, having run for probably a mile without rest, but she managed alright. As she slid into the camp, for she more slid than actually ran, she rolled several times before stopping where she lay at the tom's feet.
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Post by .:-Aikoa-:. on Apr 10, 2009 18:56:10 GMT -5
Jetpaw started at the other kit's appearance.
[b}"I told you to wait!"[/b] He snapped impaitently. What was wrong with her? He sighed and turned back to the Medicine cat's den, frowning.
"CROOKFAITH!" He screamed, his lack of paitence coming out quite obviously.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 10, 2009 19:04:11 GMT -5
[[Yo should PM Mai!]]
Rambutan panted heavily, whining as the tom yelled at her. She only wanted to be with her sister, safe with the tom. Away from the monsters.
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Post by bluebrook3 on Apr 13, 2009 17:38:27 GMT -5
Featherpaw ran out of the Medicine Cat Den looking down at the little kit, shocked. "What happen?!"
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 13, 2009 21:27:24 GMT -5
Rambutan lay saying nothing, as she could scarcely speak so out of breath. Finally, she opened her mouth and spoke.
"She fell down while we were running..." Rambutan said, gasping for air once again.
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Post by bluebrook3 on Apr 14, 2009 13:32:58 GMT -5
"What were you running from? Did she hit her head? If so on what?" Featherpaw meowed looking at Rambutan.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 14, 2009 20:13:20 GMT -5
Rambutan looked up at the kitten who was not that much older than she.
"Hoosefalk... No, she just fell." Rambutan scooted up to her sister, nuzzling her gently. She listened as Lychee began to gasp and cough, very much out of breath and too tired to move.
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Post by bluebrook3 on Apr 14, 2009 23:10:40 GMT -5
Featherpaw nodded running into the Den and came back with Feverfew and Coltsfoot. She sat the herbs down in front of Lychee. "I'm going to give her Coltsfoot leaves for her breathing and coughing; and Feverfew for headaches...She should be as good as new in a few hours." Featherpaw meowed softly giving the kit the herbs.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 16, 2009 18:35:22 GMT -5
[[More kits for Holly now!?! xD]]
Lychee met her sister's gaze and meowed pitifully, as best she could without much air.
"Na mo... Na mo tah stoff..." She pleaded and Rambutan nodded.
"She said 'No more, no more of that stuff.'" The white-and-brown she-cat meowed proudly, nuzzling her sister. Lychee pushed away the herbs and began to breath a little easier. Catching her breath, Lychee stopped struggling for air and rested sleepily. Rambutan yawned and curled up right before her sister, falling instantly asleep.
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Post by bluebrook3 on Apr 16, 2009 19:03:48 GMT -5
Featherpaw smiled. "You both can stay in the Medicine Cat's Den with me and Crookfaith, if you want?"
(Ok, PM me...)
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 16, 2009 19:20:44 GMT -5
Rambutan moaned softly, but had already fallen asleep. Lychee was extremely quiet as she napped right in the clearing, startlingly so. But both kits seemed fine, and were apart from exhausted just fine.
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Post by bluebrook3 on Apr 16, 2009 19:35:29 GMT -5
Featherpaw shrugged picking up Lychee first taking her in the den putting her down in her own nest to sleep, then went back and then got Rambutan putting her there also.
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Post by Brambleclaw on Apr 16, 2009 19:42:29 GMT -5
[[You know that they are the same size and about the same age...]]
Rambutan shook herself in the Medicine Den as she lay, sleeping roughly and dreaming dark dreams. Sad and upset about al that had happened, she wondered if she would ever see her mother again. Where was she? What was going on?
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