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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 12, 2006 16:49:28 GMT -5
Poolpaw drew in a short, impatient breath, sensing that Heatherkit hadn't the least bit promised. "Ok. Well, Feverfew is a light green/yellow leaf with yellow/brown berries. Go look for it in the other field, away from the Deathberries," she meowed shortly, nudging Heatherkit in the opposite direction of the first field.
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Post by *~Froggy~* on Jun 12, 2006 18:40:09 GMT -5
Heatherkit bounded away from the Medicine Cat apprentice in search of feverfew. She saw a menegerie of plants, fungi, and rocks, but no feverfew. She doubled back to the Cliff and spotted some down on a ledge, close enough to jump to. She was about to spring to it, but some earth gave way under her and she almost died, had it not been for the vine she was clinging to.
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 12, 2006 18:47:07 GMT -5
Poolpaw watched in horror as Heatherkit tumbled down the cliff and the silvery she-cat raced to the edge, screaming down the sheer cliff, "HEATHERKIT!" only to find her sister clinging to a vine just a paw's length away, cringing as the medicine cat apprentice had just yowled in her ear.
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Post by *~Froggy~* on Jun 12, 2006 19:02:14 GMT -5
OOC: she needs to pull Heatherkit up...
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 12, 2006 19:26:20 GMT -5
OOC: haha, yeah...i'm working on it...
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 12, 2006 19:30:55 GMT -5
Poolpaw grabbed the thick, leafy vine in her mouth - it barely fit, it was so big - and yanked hard, sending Heatherkit flying out of the gorge until she landed with a reverberating thump. Poolpaw rushed to the kit's side to find her sprawled out in a nearby clutch of tall grass. "Are you alright?" she asked frantically, looking up and down the kitten's body, feeling fragile bones and sniffing for blood or other injuries. "No fatalities?"
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Post by *~Froggy~* on Jun 12, 2006 20:30:47 GMT -5
"Not yet, I haven't attacked you yet." Came Heatherkit's playful growl. "Do I need to start now?"
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 13, 2006 16:39:00 GMT -5
"No." Poolpaw meowed firmly. "Let's just get back to camp before any more...er...accidents happen..." With that, the silver tabby turned tail and headed toward the WindRiverClan camp, not bothering to look over her shoulder to see if Heatherkit was following, since she knew her sister would argue and disobey.
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Post by *~Froggy~* on Jun 15, 2006 9:58:46 GMT -5
OOC: we're goin to RIVERClan...
IC: As Poolpaw left Heatherkit picked herself up and raced after her.
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 16, 2006 9:25:15 GMT -5
OOC: oops, hehe. i'm there most of the time so...oops... *modifies*
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Post by *~Froggy~* on Jun 20, 2006 11:14:20 GMT -5
((yeah, ))
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Post by {:Moonchaser:} on Jun 25, 2006 8:44:37 GMT -5
Upon reaching the camp, Poolpaw placed her herbs in the Medicine Cat's den and padded to the Fresh Kill pile to put her prey in the pile.
OOC: wow, that's a tongue twister...
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