IceClan ❄ v.2 ❄ Open And Accepting!

[RedAtMidnight]

((Accepted owo))

[kibblengrits]

{（*´▽｀*） Yeah! }

Stella padded angrily along a stream, her paws were sore and she was breathing heavy.

[RedAtMidnight]

{ Congrats on 200th post btw }

Icewing
She rouses from her nest; moaning a bit. Her gash on her ribs had finally scarred, though it still ached a bit since it had been infected. "Heatherblossom...?" She moans. "Can I have something for this pain, please...?" She rasps, her mew full of pain from the gash.

Heatherblossom
She turns and nods to her sister, sighing; she hadn't moved from her nest since the fight with Wolfsnarl, she had missed so much, and Heatherblossom pitied her. She pads over to one of the herb groups, pulling two small black seeds (poppy seeds) from the small hole. "Heavypaw?" She mews around the seeds, setting them down beside her sister's nose so she can lap them up without trying to find them. "Could you get some--" She mews, though stops, seeing the 'mangled' look on his face. "Heavypaw? Are you alright?" She mews, blinking.
{She's referring to his "situation" with Windpaw.}

Riverstorm
He perks his ears as he hears something; or someone; nearby. He looks around, seeing the silhouette of a cat at the stream. He stoops down low, his dark blue fur mixing in with the noon shadows, he stays near the cat, watching her, unsure of what she's doing, however he mistakenly steps on a dry leaf.

Crack!

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Silenstep licks the kit on the head. "I've got to go hunting. I'll be back later. Heatherblossom will keep you safe, Night." She promised, waving her tail, and padded out of the den.

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

Night nodded watching her new mothr

[kibblengrits]

{ Congrats on 200th post btw }

Icewing
She rouses from her nest; moaning a bit. Her gash on her ribs had finally scarred, though it still ached a bit since it had been infected. "Heatherblossom...?" She moans. "Can I have something for this pain, please...?" She rasps, her mew full of pain from the gash.

Heatherblossom
She turns and nods to her sister, sighing; she hadn't moved from her nest since the fight with Wolfsnarl, she had missed so much, and Heatherblossom pitied her. She pads over to one of the herb groups, pulling two small black seeds (poppy seeds) from the small hole. "Heavypaw?" She mews around the seeds, setting them down beside her sister's nose so she can lap them up without trying to find them. "Could you get some--" She mews, though stops, seeing the 'mangled' look on his face. "Heavypaw? Are you alright?" She mews, blinking.
{She's referring to his "situation" with Windpaw.}

Riverstorm
He perks his ears as he hears something; or someone; nearby. He looks around, seeing the silhouette of a cat at the stream. He stoops down low, his dark blue fur mixing in with the noon shadows, he stays near the cat, watching her, unsure of what she's doing, however he mistakenly steps on a dry leaf.

Crack!

Heavypaw turned to Heatherblossom. "No..not really." he shook his head vigorously.

Stella snapped her head up, "Whose there?" She half hissed half mewed in concern. Her paws were wet and eyes were filled with concern.

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

Night walked around the camp sniffing around

[RedAtMidnight]

Heatherblossom
Heatherblossom blinks concernedly at her apprentice, but doesn't argue. She turns to Night and gives her a gentle lick on the head. "You can stay in here, but just be careful of what you play with, okay, little one?" She mews. She turns her attention to a small ball of moss; one Dreampaw had played with in the past, but had completely forgotten about now. She noses the small ball to Night. "You can play with this if you'd like." She purrs, her eyes wide with care. She turns back around to Heavypaw. "As I was saying, could you please get some honey and wet moss for Icewing? They're in the middle, each one right next to each-other, though you'll have to wet the moss yourself, of course." She mews, then turns back to Night to entertain her, batting the Moss back to each time it went too far away.

Icewing
She blinks, lifting up her head a bit. "That sounds nice..." She rasps quietly. Her throat had been very dry and sore for a long while, but she hadn't complained; her ribs had hurt more.

Riverstorm
He wrinkles his nose at himself. Mouse-dung! he thinks, sighing as he reveals himself, though his claws are sheathed and fur flattened, showing he means no harm. "I go by the name of Riverstorm. I am a warrior of IceClan. I was hunting, and I saw you nearby. I honestly meant no harm to you, I was just curious what you were doing so close to our clan camp." He mews, explaining himself.

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

Night purred with delight pouncing and batting the ball of moss

[kibblengrits]

"Well, Riverstorm, I'm trying to keep by paws from getting scratched off." Stella mewed, she licked her paw noticing a scratch on it.