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Post by Blackie™ ` VAMPIRE on Oct 12, 2009 18:27:41 GMT -8
 A black and white tome burst into the WindClan clearing. At once memories began to flood back. Everywhere he looked he could see some shadow, a long lost memory haunting him. Shaking his head to clear it, he let out a yowl. "Help! Please!" He looked around, praying WindClan's leader would be here. Charredstar was deputy when Shadow had left, and hopefully he recognized him. |
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Demon the Monsta
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Windclan Med. Cat Apprentice & November MotM}}Stars{50}
The ones we love the most, pushed us fartherest away
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Post by Demon the Monsta on Oct 13, 2009 14:46:32 GMT -8
 Featherpaw sat in the medicine looking down at her paws. Why was she thinking so much about Blazepaw? It wasn't right... she was a medicine cat apprentice, no time for thoughts like these. But then her mind wandered to the other night at the gathering... She stopped her self. No time!Featherpaw went back to organizing the herbs throughout the den, the entire den was a mess. Why did everything have to get messy before finally clean? Featherpaw let out a puff of annoyance as two more poppy seeds rolled away from her. She jumped up to get them when she heard a call from the clearing. A call for help. Featherpaw rushed out of the medicine cat den and into the clearing. Standing in the middle looking distressed was a middle aged cat. The cat was black and white, his eyes scanning the clearing. It was no one from this clan. Featherpaw raced towards him. "Can I help you?" She asked, scanning his body and seeing no signs of wounds. |
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CHARZERZ
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The Coffee Addict/Leader of Windclan}}Stars{199}
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Post by CHARZERZ on Oct 20, 2009 20:36:08 GMT -8
OOC: soz Ive been helllla busy!
"Yes, what is it? A good reason for running into my camp I'm hoping..." Charredstar growled at the newcomer, padding out from his den. "What is it?" He asked more softly.
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Post by Blackie™ ` VAMPIRE on Oct 22, 2009 15:16:27 GMT -8
The sound of a few cats stirring sent a wave of relief. Now he had to show them the way to Nightsong...The black and white tom focused on the smokey tom. Charredstar! Thank StarClan he's here! Padding over to the WindClan leader, Shadow dipped his head politly. "I assure you, it is of the upmost importance. Gather some of your strongest warriors. My sister - Nightsong - is going to die if we do not get her to camp and treated." His words tumbled, like a landslide in the HighStones.
"Hurryyy..." The sweet scent of an orange she-cat struck Shadow as hard as a monster. Blossompaw! Blossompaw! Where are you?! Shadow searched the camp, only to realize he was looking foolish. Blossompaw was dead. She walked with StarClan, somewhere Shadow may never go when he died. Sighing, Shadow stared at the WindClan leader, waiting for his response and action. |
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