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Post by trissea on Feb 18, 2007 19:05:02 GMT -5
Glacierpaw's heart pounded in her chest as she entered Lunardance's den, her eyes wide with fear.
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Post by razor on Feb 18, 2007 19:23:14 GMT -5
[ooc]; Love is your post done? I was just wondering because you have unfanished speech marks in it. -Hug-
[bic]; Lunardance glode silently though the shadows her face was troubled looking and her brow was knitted into a thin line of confusion. She was puzzling again over the Tribe of nightmare's trying to work out there purpose. The beautiful yet aggressive Siamese paces around, moonlight dancing over her long tresses of silken fur. Her jaws stretched in a sleepy yawn, heavy bags where hidden by her fur under her eyes. Lunardance hadn't slept in about four days. The figure of a young cat in her den caused her to blink. Pushing herself forward she poked her head out of the shadows. "What is it Glacierpaw?" she questioned softly, her voice strained. [/center] |
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Post by trissea on Feb 19, 2007 20:50:44 GMT -5
Glacierpaw caught her breath and managed one sentence before she gasped again for air: "Its- Its Lonelyheart! Her kits are here! You- You- have to help her! *gasp*" The silver tabby she-cat took slow, deep breaths, waiting for the black dots before her eyes to stop before she ran again to help the she-cat in need. She hadn't eaten since the battle had begun, she was weak and her legs trembled. But Lonelyheart was in terrible danger. That had to come first. [/center] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Feb 20, 2007 4:43:00 GMT -5
Scrawltale, who had been resting in the warriors' den, got to her paws. Her legs twinged and a slash on her shoulder stung horribly. She decided to go and visit Beacanpaw and see how he was doing. She hoped Lunardance would be able to heal her only remaining son. She exited the warriors' den and trotted over to the sheltered corner where Lunardance's den was made. She spotted her apprentice, Glacierpaw, standing outside the den. The she-cat listened to the silver tabby's message, then mewed to Lunardance: "I think you'd better go. She sounds like she's pretty far into the birth." She spoke with quiet wisdom, having had a litter of kits herself. |
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Post by razor on Feb 20, 2007 9:21:24 GMT -5
Lunardance was about to ask the young apprentice was the matter for the second time though was cut off by the rushed words. A birth, at this time of month? Scowling for a second she turned round and in a rush grabbed herself some herbs. Nodding too Scrawltale she pointed to a small Den in the back where a healing Beacanpaw lay sleeping. Nodding to Scawltale she dashed out of the Den, eyes flicking around to lock on Glacierpaw. "Where is she Glacierpaw!" she mewed urgently. [/center] |
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Post by trissea on Feb 20, 2007 18:06:19 GMT -5
Glaceirpaw nodded respectfully at her mentor, stepping out of the den. When she heard Lunardance's cry, she turned again, quickly. "Over here, Lunardance! She's in the nursery!" [/font][/center] OOC: I was going to say, "To teh Nursery!!!" But that's WAAAy to clishe'. XD |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Feb 21, 2007 9:39:51 GMT -5
Scrawltale watched as Lunardance questioned Glacierpaw. Sighing, the Rex cat padded further into the den to look for Beacanpaw. She found the little tom, eyes shut, tail curled contentedly around one of his legs. She licked her son's forehead, and his yellow eyes flickered open. She smiled as he rasped: "Ma!" Beacanpaw lifted his muzzle to press his tiny nose against her's. |
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