FeatherClan :New&Accepting: (PROPHECY!) :NEEDS WARRIORS:

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{...totally just took the fun out of that word omg. Silent letters = dum. 8c

Um, yeah, I posted. It sucked because I'm on my phone.}

[raining-pouring]

Darkpelt was curled up next to Bluetail in the medicine cat's den, not leaving her side once. He felt her stir next to him, and he immediately snapped awake. "Oh, good morning." He meowed as he raised his head. He glanced at her wound and noted that it had healed nicely. Darkpelt cracked a smile and jumped to his paws. "Your side looks so much better!" He purred. Even though he had seen the progression of her healing, it was great to see the finally healed scar instead of a gaping wound. He rubbed his cheek agains hers, purring.

{{ oh. :c
And same, my phone sucks and I hate typing. So my posts will be really bad. }}

[PurpuraPapilio]

{{No worries, I had to jump on my phone for a few posts last night, you could tell right? }}

Bluetail smiled, happy that Darkpelt looked so cheerful for her. Which made her mood all the more bright.

"I feel great, though the slight baldness where the scars are is something I'll have to live with," she meowed slightly in humour and stuck out a small pink tongue, "hope you don't mind Darkpelt,"

She stretched some more til she sat up properly, and groomed herself til she was happy enough that she was all clean and looked presentable. She caught a glimpse of Rainstorm moving away, and she sighed, resigning to herself that the tom just didn't want to acknowledge that she existed anymore.

She was alright, she could handle that. Bluetail was going to focus on training herself to get stronger so that the next badger she ran into, would be shredded by her own paws. She refused to be beaten by one of them again, not after one swipe almost killed her with blood poisoning.

Now, she had to focus on her future. Having Darkpelt beside her every day all day til she healed boosted her morale. Darkpelt left her only to relieve himself, go on a dawn patrol and hunt, and even then he came back rather quickly. Healing her physical wounds gave her time to accept that Rainclaw's passing was truly not her fault, and every day the pain had dulled to a sorrowful longing to continue seeing Rainclaw whenever she needed guidance. Her raw pain had gone; she had come to terms with the death of her best friend and, though she may find herself another best friend in the future, there would always be a small special in her heart for Rainclaw.

"A good hunt will energise me. Maybe I'll be able to catch myself a squirrel, then I'll know I'm fully healed," she said with a smile to herself.

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{{ oh geez. I gotta go, I'll be back in about... 2-3 hrs. }}

[PurpuraPapilio]

{{I'll try and stay online, but I can't promise anything *grumbles about major time differences* >_<}}

[WallabyWolf]

Breezeflame came back from hunting with 3mouses and 1 rabbit he put them in the fresh kill pile then brought 1 mouse and a rabbit to the pile by the warriors den . He walked in and lied down on his nest .

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{{ I have a few min actually, but posts will be really bad. }{

Darkpelt beamed, his whole body tingling with excitement. "Then what are we waiting for?" He meowed brightly, tail high. "Let's go!" Darkpelt was so happy to have the old Bluetail back again.

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Rosefrost

Rosefrost glanced up as Breezeflame padded into the den. She hadn't moved much since he left, even though her mind insisted on her either moving or falling into a deep sleep. She was exhausted, but not. It was a strange feeling, but she decided against giving into her cloudy vision. "Hi," she mumbled to the tom and flicked her tail in greeting.

[PurpuraPapilio]

Bluetail could hardly believe her eyes. Darkpelt has been transformed while she was healing. Through the two weeks, he was sullen and rather quiet, opting to keep guard by her side and talk to her about anything and everything she wanted to know. He kept her up-to-date with the rest of the Clan as she rested, and it was just...Wonderful...To have him beside her when she was at her lowest point; sick, reeking of disease, on the brink of death, delirious, fevered and her confidence knocked down lower than it ever had been before.

A small part of her was delighted; if he was willing to stay with her through the bad times, would he stay with her on the good times? Where they could run through the forest? If...If they started a family together? She blushed just thinking about it. She was never a motherly type, content to watch the other she-cats do that sort of thing, but...Darkpelt had changed her mind a little. Not that he was fully onboard with the whole kitten idea either; but it had changed from a definite no to...Well, a maybe.

To see Darkpelt brighten made the wait of healing absolutely worthwhile. She beamed back at him, her tail high too.

"Let's go!" she called, and raced out the den toward the forest.

The wind in her lungs, her furiously pounding paws against solid earth...Starclan above, she felt like a cat again. Bubbling laughter of happiness and relief burst from her, so joyous and thankful of her life being spared, that she raced to the trees most populated with squirrel, her blue eyes looking up into their branches for prey.

"I'd love to sink my teeth into the biggest juiciest fattest one up there..." she groaned out, her stomach rolling in hunger for what she could scent up in the tree tops.

[WallabyWolf]

Rosefrost

Rosefrost glanced up as Breezeflame padded into the den. She hadn't moved much since he left, even though her mind insisted on her either moving or falling into a deep sleep. She was exhausted, but not. It was a strange feeling, but she decided against giving into her cloudy vision. "Hi," she mumbled to the tom and flicked her tail in greeting.

Hello he purred , there is some fresh kill if you want some