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Post by icefur on Aug 24, 2008 14:58:40 GMT -5
Ivorypaw-
She thought about the question.She knew this,but couldnt quite put her paw on it.Then she perked up,Bright confident eyes showing."I know now!It's watermint and chervil!"She replied cheerfully,"Sorry it took me awhile."She pranced the way there with her mentor by her side.The little she-cat was confident in her progress.She tried to do all she could to please her mentor.Ivorypaw slowed down to a normal pace,her confidence fading away like the leaves in leaf-fall.She looked at her mentor with smoky eyes,"Do you think i'm good enough to be a medicine cat?"Asked the apprentice.She thought of how good Nightwind was with the wounded.It was almost like her healing was magic,and she hoped she could be that good someday.
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Post by yami-chan on Aug 24, 2008 18:52:28 GMT -5
Nightwind [/color] Their pace slowed down to a slow trot, the fresh buzzing
scents of unpicked herbs lacing themselves into her glands;
large nests created massive shadows and loomed over the
twosome, white fences barricading intruders, keeping the
house dwellers safe inside. Chops were turned upright into
a proud smirk, the quizzed question answered correctly
without any flaws.
“Well done Ivorypaw! That is correct!”
Her gaze softened, tail tip resting softly on the young
femme’s shoulder reassuringly. She could understand how
the young apprentice felt, constantly wondering if one
would be fit enough to take the role of medicine cat. Even
she from time to time had similar feelings of doubt, but
no one could really fix it.
“Of course you are, and you will one day be even better
Than I. You can be sure of that. Now, tell me three
herbs that can help with open wounds.”[/color][/b][/blockquote] |
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Post by icefur on Aug 25, 2008 6:48:46 GMT -5
Ivorypaw tried to answer this question as well as the other.She thought for a moment and came up with answers,"It would be goldenrod,Marigold,and i think...comfrey?"She thought the last answer was wrong,but if it was she will learn.She still has much more to learn about.And she felt more confidence now because of her mentors words."Thank you Nightwind.What was it like when you were a medicine cat apprentice?"She asked.
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Post by yami-chan on Aug 29, 2008 19:55:18 GMT -5
Nightwind [/color] Nightwind tested the air, sweet smells of catnip
entering her glands, as well as the stale stench
of two legs, but this time no dog or kittypet. But
again another scent left the black femme puzzled,
the new yet oddly familiar aroma once more to
well hidden and untraceable. Violet oculars flicked
up and down the mesh, medium sized holes exposing
open areas. Like last time the scent was discarded,
strong back bones lifting her up to the fence’s skinny
top.“Yes that is correct again! Comfrey can also be used
to mend broken bones.”[/b][/size] The cool dark grass below looked as if it would have
an odd touch to it, just as the previous garden had.
It’s feeling had been different than that of forest grass
back at home; each step paw had been flicked,
adjusting to the spiky stalks. Before leaping down she
pondered Ivorypaw’s ventured question, something she
would have usually been reluctant to talk about.“Well it was hard. I basically had to teach myself, well
Silverclan helped me of course through my dreams, but
there was only so much they could teach me. The previous
medicine cat had died, probably just before I arrived in
Darkclan…I…maybe I shouldn’t be telling you this…you
might…hate me.”[/b][/size] The onyx pelted femme looked away, hues constantly
darting away from the apprentice’s sight. It had been
hard then, many sorrows that she longed for to be
forgotten, though in this world such was not the case.[/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by icefur on Aug 30, 2008 18:33:04 GMT -5
I v o r y p a w -
Ivorypaw knew that this was her mentor and she loved her like kin,but she would never hate her."You know i would not hate you.So...can you tell me?Please trust me."There had been times when Nightwind didn't trust her,and Ivorypaw did not apprechiate that,but she still cared for her mentor dearly.
Ivorypaw smelled the scent also,and stopped dead in her tracks.Because of her expireince last time,she did not like coming here.She was frozen,not a muscle moving.All the sudden,She felt a powerfull force slam into her face.Her head twisted to the left and then her body flew up in the air and twisted left also.Her nose was bleeding and her paw felt pretty bad to where she could not walk on it.She was still,but she was breathing short and fast.
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Post by yami-chan on Sept 3, 2008 16:18:07 GMT -5
Nightwind [/color] The medicine cat femme eyed her apprentice
softly, though her heart twisted within her
gut. She knew that Ivorypaw could be trusted,
but words were only words, one could never
know what effect they would have on others.
There wasn’t going to be any hanging back
as of now, the apprentice already to sucked in
by the powerful lyrics of her depressing life
story. So instead she closed her oculars, and
began turning back, telling the story that had
brought to much misery to her and others.
“When I was very young, I never knew my
parents, or their love. I was a rogue back then,
and the only one who really cared for me was
Lush…if what he did was really considered to
be caring. He turned me into a monster, a thing
that killed without a seconds thought, and I
suppose we both loved each other, in a sick
minded way. Lush manipulated and used me to
his liking, until he pushed me to far into the
corner and I ran away.”
“After that I had fallen upon Darkclan, when
Moonclan and Starclan still existed. Silverleaf
was the leader then, and she accepted me into
her clan. I wanted to mend my ways, I wanted
to redeem myself and the sins I had committed.
So I became their medicine cat, having to teach
myself and cherish the little help I got from
Silverclan.”
“When I fully understood everything there was
to the art of being a medicine cat, Silverleaf
became pregnant, having had a forbidden love
with a Nightlcan deputy by the name of
Tigerwhisker who died in a border fight. She
asked me to help bring her kits into this world,
and though I doubted myself hundreds of times
I was able to help in the end.”
“Thus Cheeathwind, Breezeecho, and
Bramblestrike were born. That was then when
I received a dark prophecy from Silverclan,
concerning Silverleaf’s kits. Turning my back
onto the ancestors I sided with Dark Silverclan.”
“Then there was the day when Silverice, Nightclan’s
previous leader, and I came to take the kits away.
Cheetahwind and Breezeecho accepted right away,
but Bramblestrike refused to become evil. She was
the light and we all knew it. I betrayed my former
clan and became a Nightclanner along with
Cheetahwind and Breezeecho. After that constant
battles swarmed until it was settled with a war that
ended as a tie.”
“After that Moonclan died of disease and Starclan
had been massacred by Cheetahwind. Everyone
found mates, had kits…Cheetahwind killed Silverleaf,
leaving leadership in Bramblestrike’s paws who is
now Silverstrike. Silverice died and Moonclaw took
up leadership. My former apprentice from Darkclan
is now a warrior named Mockingpelt, he is Silverstrike’s
mate…and I feel sick because I abandoned him
when I left for Nightlclan, and he no longer wished to
continue being a medicine cat because I left him.”[/b] Watered oculars opened to a fighting apprentice
and a rugged looking Rogue. She stared in ridged
shock, realizing that she knew this brute, wishing
for so long that it wasn’t him. There was nothing
she could do but stare in horror as he brutally beat
her beloved apprentice. “Sensei?”[/size][/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by icefur on Sept 4, 2008 20:56:49 GMT -5
I v o r y p a w -
She became contious again and saw Nightwind leaning over her."Wha...what happened to me?"She asked looking at her twisted paw and feeling her nose throb with pain.She tried to stand but kept collapsing n pain once she put weight on her injured paw."Nightwind,please help me!"She moaned.She lie back down onto the spiky grass in discomfort.She started heaving big heavy breaths and slammed her head down closing her eyes tightly in pure pain.
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Post by yami-chan on Sept 10, 2008 19:03:01 GMT -5
Nightwind [/color] The massive dark tom gave the motionless femme
a seductive smile, his entrancing visuals looking
her up and down, checking out her body and the
interact curves and lines. Puckering his lips, the
rag tag tom blew her a kiss, a snarling cackle, low
and mocking catching in his throat, before bounding
away into the tangled undergrowth. He acted like
Lush, everything about him seemed to match the
brute that for so long had haunted her dreams, but he
wasn’t him. The colour of his pelt was all wrong,
including the eye shade, though they held the same
forcing stare that whispered evil.
Released from her frozen self, Nightwind blinked
twice, instinctively collecting a soothing purr when
her dear apprentice cried out please; pattering to
her crippled side, the onyx pelted feline searched her
body with grief stricken hues. She couldn’t move
the poor thing without causing extreme pain and
damage, but she would not leave Ivorypaw alone
with that dirty pervert of a rogue still lingering out
in the forest.
“Ivorypaw, I’m going to carry you back on a pulley,
but it will hurt if you’ve broken bones in certain
areas. While I take you back to camp, tell me the
herbs that mend broken bones, a poultice would be
good if there is anything else bothering you.”[/color] Not straying far from the young femme, the onyx
pelted creature lingered toward a brush, pulling
off a large leaf or two, the area always plenty with
the oversized plants. Snapping up two maw fulls
of vines that grew around the base of an oak, and
breaking apart a large stick, she crafted a make shift
sled pulley.
Gently gathering the broken body of her apprentice,
Nightwind slipped her smaller rack onto the soft
leaves, supported underneath and around by the stick
limbs. Tying down her body securely with the vines,
canines clamped the end wrapped stick, grasping onto
the ends of the sturdy vine ends for extra leverage.
Now she began to pull, slowly and caringly, hoping
that her quiz would keep Ivorypaw occupied from any
pain.[/size][/color][/blockquote] |
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Post by icefur on Sept 12, 2008 11:22:48 GMT -5
I v o r y p a w -
The young cat was dragged along the grass carefully by her mentor.Her nose was felling a bit better but her paw still had a painfull and unbearable throb.She lifted her head up and looked around at her mentor.She gave out a scrachy purr of thanks and lay her head back down trying to think of what healed broken bones.
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Post by yami-chan on Sept 20, 2008 15:57:45 GMT -5
Nightwind [/color] The rough surface of her tongue licked the dry sore
gums, small splintered shavings piercing the pink
delicate flesh red and raw. Was it crime now to be
with the ones she loved most, always playing at the
back of mind, chocking on the whispered song that
attracted those that were evil and would hurt. The
rogue, his hungry dark oculars lustred for the meat
of childish innocence, and would never cease until
her bones were picked white.
Almost unnoticeable was the bustling murmur of clan
life, the feline bodies swimming past her like ghostly
images never glanced once at the pulley carrying an
injured apprentice. The suffering which continued to
bite into her sores and skin pained ever more, the
dark gray cloud hanging over her head always there
and raining.
Lips pulled back into a gentle grimace, exhaling a soft
groan when the mechanism could finally be put down,
dropping the heavy burden with care. The dim glow
of her medicine den seemed fitting, as those were the
only things that filled her brain and soul. Muttering a
soothing purr, Nightwind ventured into the back of her
den to find herbal remedies for her broken apprentice.
“It’s going to be ok Ivorypaw, just lay still while I get
some herbs for your injures.”[/blockquote] |
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