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Post by Leopardstar on Jun 8, 2007 13:10:18 GMT -5
Sharptounge shook her head. "Don't worry about Swiftstar. With a new mate he will be busy for a while," she paused and smiled, "Morningwhisker is a good she-cat. When you love a cat nothing should stand in your path." She jogged ahead to her mate. Her pelt touched his.
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Post by [.v.u.l.t.u.r.e.] on Jun 9, 2007 0:57:18 GMT -5
"Don't worry about Swiftstar," Sharptongue recommended, shaking her head. "With a new mate he will be busy for a while." She paused for a moment, and then a smile twisted onto her maw. "Morningwhisker is a good she-cat. When you love a cat nothing should stand in your path."
Vulturepaw was about to reply, but the femme trotted back to Swiftstar's side. Mate? he thought confusedly. But as he looked at Sharptongue and Swiftstar walking side by side, their pelts brushing, he grinned in amusement. Ohhhh. Mate...
The tabby tomcat thought about Sharptongue's words as he continued on to ShadowClan. When you love a cat nothing should stand in your path. "Not even Swiftstar..." he breathed quietly. "No. I won't let anything stand in my path, because..." He wanted to yowl it to the world, but with his leader right ahead - even though he promised himself he wouldn't worry about Swiftstar - he was forced to stick to a low, soft voice. "...I love Featherpaw."
Vulturepaw padded on for awhile, but then, as he thought about the pretty young she-cat he loved, he remembered what he had promised her back in camp. He quickened his pace to trot right behind Swiftstar.
"Swiftstar," he mewed, "I forgot to tell you this before, but Featherpaw says she has to discuss a strange dream she had with you when you get back to camp. She's the medicine cat apprentice, so I think it might be a prophecy." ((The prophecy.)) As he waited for the black and white tom's reply, he wondered why he and Featherpaw had had the same dream...And if it was a prophecy, why had he, a normal, good-for-nothing apprentice, received it as well?
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Jun 10, 2007 15:44:48 GMT -5
"Swiftstar," Vulturepaw mewed, "I forgot to tell you this before, but Featherpaw says she has to discuss a strange dream she had with you when you get back to camp. She's the medicine cat apprentice, so I think it might be a prophecy."
Swiftstar stopped suddenly, tunning to his apprentice. "She had a prophecy?" he asked, shaking his head, "StarClan have finally spoken again." he murmured to his paws.
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Post by Leopardstar on Jun 10, 2007 15:51:23 GMT -5
Sharptounge looked at Vulturepaw. A prophecy!! Probably one about danger for sure....
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Jun 10, 2007 20:41:44 GMT -5
Swiftstar looked at the apprentice, "Do you know what it was about?" he asked criticaly, trying not to be too harsh on him.
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Post by Leopardstar on Jun 10, 2007 20:45:52 GMT -5
Sharptounge's whole body suddenly shuddered. She fell to the ground and her body shook. The calico she-cat's eyes closed and her breathing became harsh.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Jun 10, 2007 20:59:34 GMT -5
Swiftstar watched his mate fall to the ground. "Sharptounge," he asked, uncertainly, "are you all right?" He turned to his apprentice, "Don't just stand there, get Moriningwhisker or Hollypelt." he snapped at the apprentice, quickly listing the names of the she-cat warriors that weren't busy.
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Post by Leopardstar on Jun 11, 2007 19:52:02 GMT -5
Sharptounge's body shuddered. She panted. Her eyes opened slightly and then closed. "Kits....," she mewed breathlessly. She looked up at her mate. Her body shook with effort to do so. "Our kits," she purred with what little strenth she had.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Jun 11, 2007 19:58:31 GMT -5
"Kits....," Sharptounge whispered, "Our kits,"
"What about our kits?" Swiftstar asked, looking at his mate.
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Post by Leopardstar on Jun 11, 2007 20:18:39 GMT -5
The calico she-cat shook her head. Sharptounge's breathing was harsh. "Our kits...." she gasped, "Our kits are coming." Her sides heaved with effort. She fought for each breath.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Jun 11, 2007 20:48:06 GMT -5
"Our kits...." Sharptounge gasped, "Our kits are coming." Swiftstar looked at the she-cat horrifyed, "They weren't suppost to come this early." he turned to his apprentice, "Don't just stand there like a dumbstruck mouse, get Morningwhisker..........now."
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Post by [.v.u.l.t.u.r.e.] on Jun 11, 2007 23:24:01 GMT -5
Vulturepaw stared down at Sharptongue writhing and gasping for breath on the ground, his amber eyes clouded with worry. He jumped at Swiftstar's sharp command, whipping his head up to look at his leader's stern face feebly.
"Um, y-yes, Swiftstar," he mewed, sounding as if he were a tiny helpless kit. "I-if she can make it, I'll ask Featherpaw to come, and I'll bring along Morningwhisker. I-I'll be back as quick as I can!" His legs sprang into action, and the tabby apprentice bounded away in the direction of the camp, struggling to ignore the concern that twisted in his heart as he heard Sharptongue groan. Swiftstar and Sharptongue's kits are coming? he thought confusedly. Well, no time to wonder about things. I have to get help!
((I'll PM Featherpaw and Lights of the Sea.))
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Jun 12, 2007 9:51:26 GMT -5
Morningwhisker came pounding heavily in after Vulturepaw, looking distraughtly at Sharptongue. She turned to look around her. "Featherpaw!" the golden she-cat yowled to the medicine cat apprentice who should have been following her. Then she turned around and lightly placed a paw on Sharptongue's side, trying to comfort the kitting she-cat.
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Post by ◘Feathereth◘ on Jun 12, 2007 11:50:26 GMT -5
The gray young she-cat was limping as fast as she could. Her mouth was full of Borage leaves,Dock leaves, Poppy seeds, and Ragwort. Her shoulder was slightly bleeding but Featherpaw ignored it. She ran to Sharptounge's side and set the herbs down. "Sharptounge, you'll need much strength. I have Ragwort for you." Featherpaw said chewing some of the Ragwort and seting it by her. "You'll need the others in a while." she added. "Morningwhisker, it will be easier for Sharptongue if you chew the herbs for her." Featherpaw said then turned to Vulturepaw and Swiftstar. "One of you go get some moist moss and fast!" She demanded. She licked Sharptongue's forehead to comfort her.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Jun 12, 2007 14:33:51 GMT -5
Morningwhisker quickly and obediantly leaned down and lapped up some ragwort, chewing it rapidly. The golden she-cat had forgotten, for a moment, Featherpaw's wounds, but as she looked at the medicine apprentice and her wounded shoulder, she remembered clearly. Morningwhisker looked concernedly at the silver she-cat, but didn't say anything, partly due to the ragwort in her mouth. The young warrior set the chewed-up herbs by Sharptongue and leaned down to pick up some more.
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