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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 27, 2007 21:18:57 GMT -5
((No talking behind Swiftstar's back))
"Maybe Vulturepaw could stay and care for me," the medicine cat apprentice suggested, "I need a lot of herbs as you can tell." Swiftstar looked at the two apprentices, they seemed to love each other, like he loved Sharptounge. "I need an apprentice for the patrol, or he won't be able to eat when we get back." he said, strictly.
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Post by ◘Feathereth◘ on May 27, 2007 21:42:55 GMT -5
Featherpaw listened to her leader. "Alright but i need someone to fetch me those herbs." Her voice was stern this may be her leader but she knew herbs and what needed to be done to make her healthy. She was planning in her head already any way. "What about me as well, for my energy I'll need fresh kill, I haven't had any today." She opened her eyes. She had always been hard-headed and relentless. Her ice blue eyes sparkled in the night and gave the stern look saying, Well, is this going to happen any time soon or am i going to lay here in agony?
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Post by [.v.u.l.t.u.r.e.] on May 27, 2007 21:48:04 GMT -5
The WindClan leader looked suspiciously at the two apprentices for a moment, and Vulturepaw's muslces tensed as he wondered if his mentor suspected anything between him and the medicine cat apprentice. "I need an apprentice for the patrol," Swiftstar said, not much to Vulturepaw's surprise. "Or he won't be able to eat when we get back."
As much as he had expected an answer like that, Vulturepaw couldn't help sighing in disappointment and reluctance. He turned to Featherpaw and leaned forward, craning his neck. He was about to rub his muzzle against hers, but he suddenly remembered Swiftstar behind them, and almost felt his leader's hard gaze burning into his dark brown tabby pelt.
"Um...Bye, Featherpaw," he said simply in place of his loving action. Then he turned around, dipped his head respectfully to Swiftstar, and stepped out of the medicine cat's den, blinking his amber pools as he broke out into the bright sunlight. He longed to run back in and lick the dried blood from Featherpaw's face, talk to her, be with her - but he couldn't. Swiftstar was following him out of the den, and it was time to go to ShadowClan.
((Should we make a new roleplay for that?))
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Post by Leopardstar on May 28, 2007 0:02:08 GMT -5
Sharptounge sat there, dumstruck. How could a medicine cat love!!?? This made her realize her love for Swiftstar. "Swiftstar...." the calico she-cat purred quietly, "Can we go to your den? I... need to talk to you." She shuffled her paws nervously.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on May 28, 2007 10:44:24 GMT -5
Morningwhisker looked shocked at the sudden emotions taking place. She looked at retreating Vulturepaw, who loved Featherpaw, and Featherpaw, who loved him back. The golden she-cat had nothing against it, but it was against the warrior code, and the young warrior knew not what would be decided.
"I can take care of Featherpaw," she offered, in the least. It had quite nothing to do with the subject of love that grew up, or maybe it did... Morningwhisker did love apprentices, she wished for none of them to die. And especially not our medicine cat apprentice.
Morningwhisker's heart started to ache. She loved nobody like Vulturepaw and Featherpaw, and what? Sharptongue, too?, did. And nobody loved her the same way back. The most I can do is for my Clan, she thought. That's love enough.
The golden she-cat was not much older than an apprentice; even Featherpaw was only 3 moons younger than her. Morningwhisker could do apprentice duties. Swiftstar said he needed an apprentice for the patrol; did Morningwhisker count? Or she could take care of Featherpaw, couldn't she?
And now Swiftstar was going to his den...
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 28, 2007 13:55:18 GMT -5
"Swiftstar...." Sharptounge wispered, "Can we go to your den? I... need to talk to you." He nodded to the she-cat. "Morningwisker," he said, looking at the she-cat, "Can you stay here and keep an eye on Featherpaw?" turning to his apprentice, he said, "Vulturepaw, can you get some fresh-kill for Featerpaw and then some for yourself?" he asked, loking the tom in the eye. He turned toward his den and stopped at the entrance and waited for Sharptounge.
((Featherpaw, Mudpelt needs to come in here somewhere, Swiftstar needs him for a patrol.))
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Post by ◘Feathereth◘ on May 28, 2007 14:03:00 GMT -5
Mudpelt had been hunting far off over in Tall Pines. He set his fresh kill down. He noticed the Medicine den was active so he came over. He strolled in and was shock. His eyes went wide. His daughter was hurt, he never thought of this ever happening. He passed his leader and Licked his daughter's forehead. Featherpaw smiled and layed her head down to sleep. Mudpelt sighed and sat back watching her. "What happened?" He asked his fur was standing up in his furry something had harmed his daughter.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on May 28, 2007 17:59:17 GMT -5
Morningwhisker nodded her assent to Swiftstar, her fur rippling slightly but proudly. Mudpelt came in, and the golden she-cat turned to him. She nodded respectfully at the older warrior and Featherpaw's father, and began to tell the story.
"A dog was on our territory. I found Featherpaw standing on a branch above it. She told me to get help, and I got Sharptongue. They fought off the dog, but Featherpaw was injured - to say the least." Morningwhisker shuddered. I wished I had helped more!
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Post by Leopardstar on May 28, 2007 18:41:57 GMT -5
Sharptounge padded beside Swiftstar and slipped into the leader's den after him. "I saw what happened with Featherpaw and Vulturepaw. It made me think....." she broke off. She could ask what he was going to do about it. Or... about the two of them.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 28, 2007 19:44:44 GMT -5
Swiftstar followed Sharptounge into his den. "What did you want to talk about?" he asked, staring at the pretty she-cat.
"I saw what happened with Featherpaw and Vulturepaw. It made me think....." Sharptounge said brakeing off.
"You thought what?" Swiftstar asked, queitly.
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Post by Leopardstar on May 28, 2007 22:11:59 GMT -5
"It made me think more about.........," the pretty calico broke off. Which was she really thinking of, Featherpaw's forbidden love, or her love for Swiftstar. Sharptounge took a deep breath, "Think about how... I feel about........"
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Post by [.v.u.l.t.u.r.e.] on May 29, 2007 1:19:32 GMT -5
((OMSC...Am I tired! I'll reply tomorrow, everyone. *yawns*))
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 29, 2007 23:04:30 GMT -5
"It made me think more about.........," Sharptounge paused and took a breath, "Think about how... I feel about........"
"Make you think about what?" the black and white tom asked his warrior, impatiently.
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Post by Leopardstar on May 30, 2007 17:36:59 GMT -5
Sharptounge shook her head. Just get it over with! she yowled in her head. "How I feel about you. How much I care for you," she broke off and whispered, "How I love you." She looked her leader in the eye. Her eyes shone with affection and care.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 30, 2007 18:21:47 GMT -5
"How I feel about you. How much I care for you," she wispered so low, that Swiftstar had to strain his ears to hear her, "How I love you." . He looked at her, dumbstruck. He loved her to. "I love you to." he replied, looking at her with softness in his blue eyes.
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