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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 11, 2007 17:15:53 GMT -5
Leopardstar felt as if part of her had died instead of the cat she loved. "No," she whispered as a single tear fell on Wildheart's pelt.
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 11, 2007 17:17:45 GMT -5
Wildheart was still awake but asleep, because he could hear everything but not see anything, he was still breathing though, "Help me!" He whispered silently to StarClan, "Please don't make me die. I just wish that I could spend more time with her, even if it is only 1 day."
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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 12, 2007 17:44:17 GMT -5
Leopardstar pressed herslef to Wildheart. "Don't go!" she whispered fanticly. Then she felt his heart beat and his chest move with each breath. "FROSTPOOL! HELP HIM!" she ordered her medicine cat.
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Post by ♦Frosty on Aug 12, 2007 17:53:30 GMT -5
Frostpool's eyes flickered, she looked started, never had she been so locked up on what to do...She whipped her head around and ran to her herb pile, she pushed herbs out of the way and picked up some Marigold leaves. She covered Wildheart's wounds, then she pressed Cobwebsover them. She then fetched some Juniper berries to give Wildheart more strength, she pushed it in his mouth slowly, trying to get the tom to eat the berries. Her tail twitched with worry, would Wildheart die because of her?
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 12, 2007 18:06:05 GMT -5
Wildheart could hear Leopardstar, and kept seeing faint images of dead cats. He tryiedto eat the herbs that Frostpool gave him.
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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 12, 2007 18:14:37 GMT -5
Leopardstar glanced hopefuly at Frostpool. Wildheart was alive.... for now.
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 14, 2007 18:19:14 GMT -5
Wildheart opened his eyes a little, "We should probably go to camp." Wildheart tried to get up, but fell back down.
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Post by ♦Frosty on Aug 14, 2007 18:40:14 GMT -5
Frostpool looked scarred, she had always hated near deaths, am I good medicine cat if I always get scarred and worriedand over things like that? She blinked a few times trying to take her mind off it, "Leopardstar, Blackclaw, you'll need to carry him back to camp." she ordered and looked through her herbs, she pulled out some ferns and striped them down fastly, makind a paste of it and rubbing it over Wildheart's pelt. It would help from getting infections, she then pressed fresh cobwebs over it. "Don't drag him on his back, try to stay on the side that got hurt the least." she said noticing most of Whiteheart's wounds were on his back. "As soon as we get him there I can give him poppyseeds for the pain, I didn't bring any with me...." she said and cursed in her head, Why in the world didn't I bring poppyseeds?! All Frostpool wanted to do was to save her Clan mates life.
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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 14, 2007 19:25:46 GMT -5
Leopardstar felt the strength she had felt when she became leader again. The leader managed to pull Wildheart up and lean nearly all his weigth on her. She looked at Frostpool and began to pad back to camp.
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 14, 2007 19:59:35 GMT -5
Wildheart felt himself being dragged along and kinda felt pain and winced a little.
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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 15, 2007 19:12:25 GMT -5
ooc: I will make the thread in Frosrtpool's den soon..... Unless you will Fireblood?
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 16, 2007 12:33:56 GMT -5
OOC: No you can, because you are good at starting post unlike me......
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Post by Leopardstar on Aug 16, 2007 12:42:04 GMT -5
ooc: Fine
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 16, 2007 13:02:57 GMT -5
OOC: Thank you
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 16, 2007 21:32:26 GMT -5
(Acck, so busy, to busy to responed, but now borard.))
Blackclaw looked at Leopardstar and Wildheart. Had his feelings for her been fake? Did he really belong in RiverClan any more? The black tom's tail twiched. Blackclaw suddenly felt withdrawn, isolated from the Clan. Even withdrawn from his best freind, who had always treated him like a brother or a cousin isted of a freind, or a warrior. The tom's desolate blue eyes stared at something byond the reed beds, something dark, something that no one elese scensed was there, wacthing them.
Blackclaw took a step forward. The dark figure fleeting onto WindClan territory. What was that? he almost wondered alound, his eyes starring into the blank forset.
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