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Post by Owl on Nov 3, 2007 20:11:27 GMT -5
ooc; D; Puss 'n Boots, Owl is sorry if Owl's characters were being ignoritive in your eyes. Owl's character is going semi-mentally insane. Owl will gladdly react to the rogue -- probably not polietely because of her posesser - if she can inspire Boots to roleplay.
ic; Mintstar shook her head, closing her eyes and opening them as though hoping that the strange cat would disappear. Her immediate reaction was to lunge, however, she went right through the cat, despite how solid it seemed.
"GO AWAY!" she yowled, yet Cloudstreak had entered inside of her own body. She could commit suicide. But it would only kill herself. The spirit would undoubtedly find another victim. "COLDBREATH DESERVED TO DIE. I GAVE HIM A CHANCE AND HE ABUSED IT!" she screeched, claws tearing up the ground. She lashed out randomly, yet each attempt grew weaker. She was losing control. "Help!" she cried, yet the voice only echoed dimly inside her own head.
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Post by Cari on Nov 3, 2007 21:35:08 GMT -5
Laurelpaw gaped and swallowed, her eyes wide with fear as she watched her leader. Something was VERY wrong. She uttered a small scream and scampered back to Bluepaw and Cheetahpaw. "W-what's wrong with Minstar?" she asked, shuddering.
ooc: Dang it! Short- cuz I g2g. Bye!
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Post by Chi on Nov 3, 2007 22:10:37 GMT -5
(OOC: I hope I didn't power play D: I tried to think of a way I could make this work out of what I read of the other cats that gotten taken over. If anything needs to be edited please tell me as I said before. I might have attracted to much attention in this post D: I just tried to get all the cats that where being ignored noticed.)
Cloudstreak flicked her tail back and fourth as she seeped into Mintstar's body. The boulderclan leader's fur turned slightly a shade darker towards gray but still white if you didn't look very closely.
You are right, you did give him a chance and he did abuse that. Don't fight back, what I offer for you is great. You don't want anyone in your clan getting hurt now do you? Corporate with me or you will regret it.
Getting up hopefully Mintstar wouldn't fight back that much,Those words crossed Mintstar's mind as Cloudstreak hissed silently,she had got into Mintstar's inner strength but did she take control all the way? Mintstar's mind was still at the leader's control.
Now you don't want to disappoint your clan do you? We need to get going to the Gathering. But before we do we have some visitors. As she said that, Cloudstreak gazed up twoards the rock where the cats of not any of the clans where.
"Come out, I know your there."
Then her gaze drifted over towards to rouge that had attacked one of the cats. Wrath had no sent of the other clans or a kitty pet... the cat must have been a rouge.
"May I ask what rouge in their right mind would come into a clan's territory?!"
Cloudstreak said as Mintstar, shacking her head, streangth alone over the leader would not be able for her to completely take over. After calling out the non clan cats Cloudstreak looked over towards the apprentices.
"I'm fine, just having some issues with these wounds... go back to camp"
She said slightly at a growl but slightly not,to the apprentices. They would not know that Cloudstreak was behind Mintstar's actions. Pain still hurt over the FireClan cat. Mintstar was injured from the previous fights she was in. Still thinking about the cats near the rock she sat down as a warm breeze brushed against the whiteish grayish fur of the leader.
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Post by rain on Nov 3, 2007 22:34:10 GMT -5
Bluepaw shrugged, looking at Laurelpaw. "She says she'll be fine. We should leave her..before she gets grouchy and decides to chase us back to camp." Looking sidewards, she licked at the clotting wound on her shoulder. "Besides, my shoulder is aching and I really wanted to go to the gathering but I guess I can't anymore. I'll meet you back at camp." Hobbling away, she left her sister alone with Cheetahpaw. "Tigerheart!" Bluepaw yowled towards the medicine cat. "My shoulder.." her voice softened as she stopped near the she-cat. "Could I get something for it?"
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Post by | | Fudgey | | on Nov 4, 2007 6:45:43 GMT -5
Coldbreath’s eyes flickered open. Hard, dusty floor. Musty yet homely scents. A cold, harsh wind. The stink of blood. Not Starclan; but defiantly not Fireclan. The grey warrior’s face split into a wide, open grin. I’m home he muttered in delight, to no one in particular. Licking his tongue around his parched mouth, Coldbreath tried to struggle to his feet to go and find water, but as soon as he moved his body an agonizing pain split his ribs and he tasted blood once more. Blimely - with the adrenalin of the fight; he had forgotten how much he was hurting. Looking over at the paw that had been trapped, Coldbreath saw a bloody and twisted looking mess. It didn’t hurt. But then again …it didn’t feel like anything at all. The grey tom sighed. His fighting days might well be over. And if they were; what would happen to him? He had no one in Boulderclan who would protect him, it was led by a leader he had tried to kill and he knew wouldn’t hesitate to return the favour and he was completely helpless. Where were Jaypaw, Paintedpaw and Brackenfang? Who dragged him here? Coldbreath knew nothing, and liked knowing nothing even less. But he couldn’t move. All he could do was see the stretch of scrubby rock in front of him. And …herbs! Who put them there? the disgraced warrior wondered, smirking as he realized he might not be completely alone. Stretching out his tongue he drew the herbs into his mouth with some difficulty and no grace but felt relaxed, calm and pain-free with the first mouthful. By the time he had finished them he was fast asleep.
Paintedpaw had gone after Brackenfang. He didn’t know where they were going and he didn’t know what was going to happen to them or to Coldbreath. He would just have to the trust the warrior he had barely even spoken too. Thanks he muttered to Brackenfang, spitting the words out, not because he didn’t mean them; but because thanking other cats was not easy for him. He watched his paws as they moved onwards, thinking of Jaypaw. They had left him in the camp with Coldbreath, he was in no state to travel. Little as Paintedpaw had even counted Jaypaw as a friend; he couldn’t help but wonder if the apprentice was alright. He would defiantly leave a hole in Paintedpaw’s life if he died. Can we go back to where we were Paintedpaw asked suddenly, meaning the battle scene where so much had happened …so much had changed. He had suddenly remembered something that he had seen from the corner of his eye. Another cat. Thinking back on the series of events in slow-motion, Paintedpaw defiantly didn’t recognize that face. Chasing off loners would give him something else to think about.
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Post by Chi on Nov 4, 2007 16:07:32 GMT -5
Tigerheart gazed slightly over her shoulder to see Bluepaw injured. Still keeping a note of Jaypaw she took in a deep breathe. Wondering where Laurelpaw was and hopping that the apprentice would be able to come back. Since Laurelpaw helped her before the Medicine cat wished that the apprentice could help her again. Yet no sign of the chocolate colored apprentice was in mind. Flicking her tail to towards her den. Tigerheart looked back to Coldbreath, see as he was conscious and now just sleeping. Opening her mouth she spoke "I will go get some herbs but thank you for asking to help and get them." With a quick smile the calico stripped she cat padded to her den. The golden eyes searched for the right herbs. Grabbing the necessary amount she padded back out now going to try to help the injured apprentices. The names of the herbs which she was getting crossed through her mind Daisy Leaves, Poppy Seeds, Cobweb, Marigold, Thyme, and Ragwort.. that should be enough to treat the apprentices. Tigerheart carried the herbs back to the apprentices. First she went to Jaypaw "If you keep putting to much pressure on your ankle your gonna end up it broken and you wouldn't be able to fight that well with a broken ankle. " the kind meddie said to the hurting apprentice. First she gave Jaypaw some poppy seeds, thyme, and ragwort. Then she used the other herbs for the healing and ease of pain of Jaypaw's wounds and ankle. After doing what she could for Jaypaw she turned to Bluepaw, "For some reason Mintstar must have gotten hit on the head or something. A fight isn't supposed to go this far." the meddie said to cats that where near her. She gave the same herbs to Bluepaw as she did Jaypaw and treated the injured shoulder as well as she could "Now both of you try not to do to much running, fighting, or play housing. Be careful I'm only saying this for your own good." Thoughts flashed through her mind wondering what might have made Mintstar like this, and still also wondering if Coldbreath was really willing to turn or if the healing of the cat will bring fighting amongst the clan. Even though she tried to help Coldbreath she knew now that the cats wounds and injuries where to critical and Coldbreath would die.. "Tell no one of Coldbreath. If the leader asks you keep your mouth shut. Its for the good of the clan... I will tell you when the time is right." she told to the cats that where witness to the healing of the so called 'Kit Killer.' With those final words the moon was starting to come up even more,the gathering was about to begin and yet no Boulderclan cats where called to go. If Mintstar didn't come soon, Tigerheart would first look for the Deputy and then would herself try to get some cats to go to the Gathering.
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Post by Pessimistic One on Nov 4, 2007 21:53:42 GMT -5
|ooc| Eh. 'Tis okay, Owl. I don't blame you; you hardly have a chance to get on, and when you do, you probably have to skim over things quickly. But that still doesn't mean I'm going to reply. I refuse to until after the Gathering.
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Post by Cari on Nov 5, 2007 18:26:53 GMT -5
ooc: Ok... well then I guess I won't attempt to talk to Cheetahpaw. And wait- Coldbreath is ALIVE! *runsaroundwavingarmswildy* RUN!
bic: "Yeah, but-" Laurelpaw saw it wasn't any use arguing. Mintstar did seem...ok, at least. Nothing to worry about. The chocolate apprentice gave her sister a sympathetic look at the thought of her missing the gathering. The gathering! Momentarily her mind was taken off the horrid events that had just occured. Her pelt prickled with excitement as she pictured the mingling members of all four clans, the many scents, new faces... But then she was back again. She glanced quickly at Cheetahpaw, wishing desperately to talk to him. However she was tired and didn't really feel like going through the ordeal of trying to talk to him without messing up or just plain swooning. She merely nodded to him, indicating they should head back to camp and followed her sister's path. She trotted tiredly along until she reached Bouldclan camp. Seeing that Bluepaw was with Tigerheart, she decided to check in with Heatherkit, who had probably gotten herself into a tizzy by now. Padding over to the nursery, she looked in from the entrance and called softly, "Heatherkit! Where are you?"
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Post by | | Fudgey | | on Nov 9, 2007 12:42:37 GMT -5
”Are you going to kill me?” Heatherkit asked in a trembling voice, tips of her whiskers dancing with the shaking movement that her body was making. The kitten genuinely thought that she was to die; after all, she had grown up with rumours of the kit-killing clan Boulderclan. ”I haven’t done anything” she squealed, trying to defend herself from the fate she thought was approaching. ”I love Boulderclan, I would never ever ever mean them any harm! Ever! Honest! Pleeeeease don’t kill me!” This would sound simply like she was only whining for fresh kill …except she was crying piteously and had curled her tail around her body as though to keep it from getting slashed off.
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Post by Cari on Nov 10, 2007 17:32:41 GMT -5
Laurelpaw raised her eyebrows. "Heatherkit- for the last time I am NOT going to kill you." she said, laughing a little. "How could anybody kill a cute little kit like you?... she asked, mostly to herself, as she lapsed into thoughts of Coldbreath and Pebblekit. But her thoughts were brief. She blinked and smiled at the little trembling form of Heatherkit. "You love Boulderclan, eh?" she said. "Well- you do want to go back to Lakeclan though, don't you?"
ooc: Ugh. Short short short. *gasp* It's a mini post!
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