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[a s h e s.]

ᵛᵒˡᵉᵖᵃʷ bristled slightly. The more he pictured Rosepaw's last moments, the worse it got for him. The boiling anger, burning pain. And the hollow ache inside like hunger, but inside of his heart. The feeling of loss. His tail-tip twitched when Copperwhisker touched his flank. He didn't think Fallenheart did it either, when considering the timing. But could his mentor really be the killer? It didn't seem possible, in some ways. Why would his mentor kill his closest friend? Better yet, why an apprentice? There was nothing to gain, unless Rosepaw knew something. Sure, Nightfrost could be mean, but a killer? Volepaw almost didn't want to know.
Tags: Copperwhisker

[•Lupa•]

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The vixens tint raised along her sleek mass. flicking her fifth appendage with great force against the terrain, her optics wavered from the smaller toms pelt. Letting a sigh erupt from her broad muzzle, she opened her maw and her words came out slowly and quietly, " We need to get Rosepaw justice, I will give my life for her." She said with a rather stern look at the darkening horizon. She lifted her cranium, now looking directly up at the sky. In the back of her mind, she wondered if the dead apprentice was looking down on her now, purring in pride and joy.

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[cosmogyrale]

stupid kindle >.<

Poppyfrost padded closer to Mossnose, gently lifting and turning her paw over with her own. "Just a shallow cut, it shouldn't take too long to bandage up." She turned away, leaving the paw in midair. "I'm going to put some wild garlic on it to stop infection, and cobwebs to sop up that puss. Do you want anything for the pain? Some thyme, maybe, so you don't fall asleep?" She pulled the thorn out, laying it aside and gently rubbing the garlic poultice on the open wound. Then, in a failed attempt to minimize the stickiness on her paws, Poppyfrost nudged the cobwebs over and patted them onto the paw's pad. Next, she took a thick, flat reed and wound it around her paw, using more cobwebs to stick it in place. "This will keep the dressing from falling off, or getting soiled too fast. Try to not use this paw too much, or it will get infected more easily. You have to promise that you'll rest until I say you can stop. And I'll change the dressing daily." She sat down, placing the paw on the ground and looking at Mossnose expectantly. She knew that Mossnose wouldn't like having to rest over something as seemingly simple as a thorn. Poppyfrost needed her word.

Brookepaw stood before Stonepelt, cocking her head and thinking. How could she defeat him without actually hurting him? Working quickly, Brookepaw sprung over his head and landed softly behind him. She nipped at his tail, getting his attention before headbutting him in the neck. She knew she had to work fast, since such an experienced warrior wouldn't take much time to recover. Brookepaw leaped again and landed on his other side, trying to knock him over but not throwing enough force into the push. They both stumbled, and Brookepaw paused to regain her balance. Soon, she realized that she was leaving herself wide open to an attacker. However, her realization had not come soon enough.

[Kaishine]

Name: Stonepelt.
Feeling: Excited.
Place: Training area.
Crush/mate: None.

Stonepelt smiled to himself, quickly jumping to his paws once they tumbled. He launched himself at Brookepaw, Moving his muscles just right to where he didn't land on her but could swiftly move them to pin the apprentice. He smiled at her kindly, his yellow eyes energetic "You need to move a bit quicker, use your tail for balance and push more with your hind paws. Your hind muscles are for jumping and launching yourself at your enemies" He said, his voice smooth and kind. He sounded like he say her at the same level as him, instead of his words sounding like he was trying to fix flaws it sounded more like offered advice. He moved off of the apprentice, smiling at her still. His prepared his body, moving his legs apart and bending them "Again" He said, his tail twitching.

Name: Mossnose.
Feeling: Raged and Stressed.
Place: Medicine cat den.
Crush/Mate: None.

Mossnose looked at Poppyfrost with annoyance, her green eyes enraged "I do not wish to be stuck here like a sink cat, I can use my paw fine. I have been for the past few days!" She said, her hackles moving up. The black she-cat was annoyed by having to lay off her paw for a few days, her eyes bright and hostile like always "I can fight and hunt on it, I did before. The pain just... it just got a little annoying" She said, trying to hold onto the small string of pride she had left. Mossnose looked at Poppfrost as if she wanted to kill her, her hackles up even more her claws sliding out as she spoke.

[cosmogyrale]

Poppyfrost stood up and took a step closer to Mossnose. "You've had that thorn for that long?" she cried, staring in horror at the she-cat. "Do you know what that white stuff was? The first sign of infection, Mossnose. If you don't listen to my orders and rest, the infection may spread and you'll be hunting in StarClan. How does that sound to you? Is hunting and training for a few days really worth your own death? That's a mistake that even your pride won't be able to fix." All her fur stood on end, as it did when she argued. It was far and few between that she argued with an injured or sick cat, but every time Mossnose entered Poppyfrost's den, it seemed to happen. "You are either going to rest in your own den and return every dusk for a new dressing, or hunt for two days, at most, and then spend your last living days in this den, delirious and helpless. It's your choice. Goodbye, Mossnose, and maybe I'll see you tomorrow. Now, please leave." Poppyfrost was tired of her pride. She turned around and walked to the back of her den, leaving Mossnose on her own. She walked through the curtain of ivy at the back of the medicine den, entering her private space and collapsing on the nest, exhausted.

Brookepaw is coming in a second.

[•Lupa•]

Herro. I would like to inform you that I will be on vacation for about two weeks, and won't make it to the computer. Anyone can take over my characters for the time being, roleplaying them like I would.

~Thanks Bi <3

[cosmogyrale]

- when you read this, you'll probably be back from vacation, so i hope you had fun! glad you're back! [even though you won't be back for two weeks, except when you read this, you'll be back, soooo... paradox! ]
- i've got a lot going on this week, so i may only be on once or twice. i'll try to post but i'm not sure i'll be able to do anything very long until next weekend. sorry. i'll post now if anyone's open for Patchtail.

[Kaishine]

((sorry I had left for a friends house this week end ;; and my writers block isn't letting me be creative. So I am gonna wait before replying. Also maybe I can get rid of this horrible block just enough for when you finish Brookepaw's one))

[park.]

recap? sorry I've been gone :c
Super busy and now my foot looks
like someone shoved a ball inside
it. Super swollen!

[a s h e s.]

ˡᵃʳᵏˢᵗᵃʳ shivered. The elders had just finished burying Rosepaw, and Larkstar felt grief creeping over her now that the shock of losing an apprentice was wearing off. How many cats would die before this was over? Larkstar longed to curl up beside Fallenheart, to be comforted by her mate's presence. But she knew that things would be tense until this mystery was solved. Still perhaps it wouldn't do any harm to talk to him? He should be back by now. Walking out of her den, she glanced around until she found him. "Fallenheart, I'd like to speak with you privately." Again, she thought. She didn't let any expression show, though her stress was threatening to break through. The tip of her tail quivered. She would have to comfort the Clan, get them through this time. It wouldn't be easy.
Tags: Fallenheart


ˢᵗᵒʳᵐᶜˡᵒᵘᵈ left the freshkill pile, taking prey to the elders and queens before settling down with a starling. He ate slowly, letting the sun warm his pelt. Leaf-fall was coming, so the sun seemed father away than usual. A tiny leaf fluttered down as though reading his mind, landing gently by his paws. Stormcloud finished eating, and looked up. Morningsound was adjusting well, he thought. A few cats had introduced themselves, being surprisingly welcoming. Cats of Duskclan usually hated loners, but since Whitestar was a former rogue, the Clan had been less judgmental. Stormcloud thought about the drama in Dawnclan, and was glad he didn't have to be a part of it.
Tags: Open

ᶤᵛʸᵖᵃʷ trotted over to Ebonypaw. "I know it's getting late, but would you like to do something? We could join a patrol, since cats are trying to find any other possible killers." She knew Ebonypaw was still in pain, as was she. But maybe getting out of camp would be a distraction from the sadness. Plus she hadn't spent any time with Ebonypaw since the death of his mother. Ivypaw's green eyes flashed when her emotions got the best of her. Anger and sadness at all that'd transpired.
Tags: Ebonypaw