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Post by ~*Pikeru on Mar 24, 2008 13:41:08 GMT -8
Treestar had to struggle not to spit the bitter herbs out. I now see why everyone hates this stuff.... the Earthclan leader's mind rasped. The things given to him made his saliva (sp?) taste odd, and gave him a bad aftertaste.
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Post by ilovewarriors on Mar 25, 2008 10:37:01 GMT -8
Seeing that Treestar had swallowed the herbs with difficulty, it made him look like he was once young again. Then she asked, "Feeling better? Want to rest some more? I can give you some Poppyseeds if you want."
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Mar 25, 2008 13:09:11 GMT -8
Treestar gazed up at Spottednose with a bit of playfulness in his eyes. "Anything that will help me be able to get to the gathering next moon high." The Earthclan leader expected the medicine cat to object, but he was determined not to hang back wile his clan went off to the gathering without him. The long haired light brown tabby noticed his stomach was slowly becoming more or less like a small clenching feeling, then a large and vicious knot.
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Post by ilovewarriors on Mar 29, 2008 14:41:11 GMT -8
Spottednose twitched her tail and looked at Treestar without surprise. Over her years as a medicine cat, she had previous experience with the persistance from clan leaders before; determined to make their clan strong. She sighed, "I assume it won't do any good if I object to that would it? Very well, here are some poppyseeds. Get a good rest and you'll feel better by tomorrow at least."
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Post by ~*Pikeru on Apr 9, 2008 15:15:13 GMT -8
With a small raspy chuckle, Treestar arched his neck, and lapped up the small seeds before him. Pricking his ears to the soft whisper of the wind, the Earthclan leader thought he could still hear the echoing of the words "I love you" in its depths. "Moonrise..." Treestar whispered softly back to the wind, half hoping that it would find its way back to the Starclan she-cat.......his past mate.
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Post by ilovewarriors on Apr 11, 2008 9:20:52 GMT -8
As Treestar was drifting off to sleep, she could hear him whisper of a name-one that was too feeble to hear properly. Although she didn't know what was going on, what inner problems he had, she knew, it was not for her to worry about. Somewhat inside her, she knew that he was not suffering problems from clan worries but also some personal ones. Taking a last look at him to make sure he was sound asleep, she padded out of the den entrance.
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Post by snowfoot on Apr 16, 2008 8:09:12 GMT -8
Ooc: Sorry haven't been on for a while (again!)  IC: As Thunderstripe left with Rippedtail to sit their vigil he gave her a fleeting, but warm smile. Now Treestar was in the paws of the medicine cat he felt a bit more certain that their leader would come out of all this all right, he held Rippedtails gaze steadily as if to reinforce this belief, they wouldn't be able to talk until the morning but he was glad to be sharing his vigil with her. He wrapped her tail round hers and gave her another smile. One they had sat their vigil, they would truly be warriors, that thought and looking into Rippedtails eyes, made his heart race. He twitched his whiskers and refocused on the path to where they would sit together like two silent shadows, and wait for the milky light of dawn.OOC: soory that was waaay late but i thought i might as well put it in  |
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