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Post by Summerbreeze on Jan 20, 2009 12:03:43 GMT -5
On the edge of FaintClan camp, a strange kit is lying of her side, exhausted, waiting for somebody to find her. She has bright ginger fur with blonde-ish splotches and her paws are bleeding. She has travelled a very long way and is weeping. She hopes somebody will find her soon, before her body puts her into unconsciousness...
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Post by yami-chan on Jan 26, 2009 11:24:34 GMT -5
ooc:posting! i need 2 eat breakfast first, but then i'll come back to help summerkit out. ^^
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Post by Summerbreeze on Jan 26, 2009 12:10:07 GMT -5
ooc: Ok... btw, my science test was SO EASY
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Post by yami-chan on Jan 26, 2009 12:10:13 GMT -5
Jetpaw
[/color] _talons scored themselves bloody against the hard edges of loose derbies that plagued faintclan terrain, grit lodging itself deep into the curves of his knives. a disgruntled downcast frown carved neatly onto chops, blue stains of coloured hues sustained a sharpened edge. storming across the misted territory, the obsidian apprentice snarled a torrent of raged curses, Intent on glaring at the ground as he stepped on passing bugs, relishing as they squashed under his pads, wanting to vent on much more than pitiful insects. silverspirt, his ungrateful leader had sent him on a mouse job to find a missing kit, disturbing him from his training, it seeming to be more of a punishment than a 'honorable warriors job.' the putrid hate squirmed inside his gut, pulling the stems of his whiskers as he followed a faint scent trail that hinted blood. he knew all to well the relationship faintclan's leader had toward him, branding him as a foolish delinquent. spitting in utter contempt, jetpaw paused as he pushed through the last clumps of brushes, bringing him to the borders.
_gazing at an unmoving heap of blood tinted ginger fur, the rising scent telling him that it was the individual whom had gone missing from camp. the kit's intentions he knew naught of, but the bird would soon sing when a certain cat came in for a rude awaking. Like two stones rubbing against each other, jetpaw allowed his yowl to reach maximum sound level. "GET UP!" his voice never cracked or changed pitch, but the noise indeed rose to great heights. talons prodded the soft ears of the fallen kit, his facial disk writhing into deeper lines of diastase as he glared at the pitiful creature, the very nuisance keeping him from training.[/font][/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by silver[[rivid]] on Jan 26, 2009 15:24:43 GMT -5
Silverspirit
[/font] He had remembered the sight so clearly, the one of the she-kit dying on the ground. He remembered the ginger fur rise slower and slower, and he remembered being helpless and al he could do was watch.
But he was back, and the leader of the Faint was not going to leave the kit to die, even if it meant leaving the battle.
"Is she alright, Jetpaw?"[/color][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Summerbreeze on Jan 28, 2009 15:10:13 GMT -5
The she-cat stirred and opened her eyes slowly. She looked around at the two cats in front of her, one a little bigger than her and one the size of the rouge she had outwitted a couple of days ago. They looked like they recognised her but she could not remember seeing them inher whole life. It was then that she noticed the pain in her flank but was too self-conscious to complain. Instead, she just let her eyes cloud. She closed her eyes again, but in thought. Where am I? she wondered. I remember a forest and it seems slightly familliar, but who are these cats? I'd better not upset them.
She opened her eyes again. "Help?..." was all she managed to say. As she lay on the floor with two strangers staring down at her, it was all she could think of without sounding desparate. |
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Post by Skystripe on Mar 10, 2009 14:09:48 GMT -5
[blink]really soz, deedee!!!!!  [/blink] Have decided that I shouldn't do myself as kit because I registered as a warrior so I'll just role play as me. Skystripe heard the whimpering coming from inside the medicine cats den. She was shocked at the sight of a wounded ginger kit on the floor. Skystripe felt a pang of sympanthy for the kit when she remembered her tainted past. "Leafstream, is she alright?" Skystripe asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?" |
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Post by Shadow on Mar 14, 2009 9:22:33 GMT -5
Leafstream looked at Skystripe and back at the kitten lying in a nest.
"For now, yes. I am not sure for how long though."
ooc: I'M BAACK!!! xDD God. I really have to keep up with all these forums -_-"
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Post by Summerbreeze on Mar 16, 2009 14:12:21 GMT -5
occ: Ok, redo! Skystripe, Jetpaw etc. have just found Summerkit on the faintclan border. They are trying to figure out what do do and Summerkit is losing time...
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Post by Skystripe on Mar 17, 2009 11:14:58 GMT -5
OK! "Jetpaw!" Skystripe whispered staring and the ginger kit. Jetpaw didn't answer but Skystripe's veins pulsed with panic. Time was running out and they needed to take action fast, it seemed the kit was exhausted and needed immediate medical attention.
"Jetpaw," Skystripe repeated tring to sound more confident. "Help me get this kit to Leafstream, fast!" |
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