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Post by Swiftbear on Nov 25, 2012 14:31:06 GMT -5
(Btw my herbs are in the tree. So it might be hard to pick them up off the ground)
Swiftbear dug her heels into the ground. She wasnt going anywhere. Not without her coller. She kept her feet planted on the ground.
"I'm not going anywhere. That might be my home. But this is where I feel safe. And don't call me Swiftbear, call me what I was called as a kittypet." She hissed.
Swiftbear promply sat down and stuck her head high in the air. She wasn't ashamed to tell him about that. After all he was being snooty.
"Go on. Leave. Ill come back to your camp when I'm ready. Have Battlestar come and get me if you need serious healing. " She meowed more calmly.
And with that she scrambled up the tree and went into her tree den. She poked her head out and watched him just incase he was going to take the bait and she would get her way.
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Post by Cloudspot on Nov 25, 2012 20:29:06 GMT -5
He gave a tired scowl, lashing his tail. "Your being idiotic. Stay here for all I care, but choose your priorities carefully. I'll come back in an hour, make your decision. If you choose ti stay, you are no longer welcome here." He said. He was serious too, Swiftclan could and would not accept a she-cat with lost loyalties. Even if Battlestar said otherwise, he wouldn't accept her as a full member.
With a lash of his tail and annoyed growl he stormed off, taking the herbs with him he had retrieved from the tree. But even so, as he left he dropped the maeigold, taking her earlier advice into account, she'd need it more than he would.
And he was gone, back to camp where he applied his own medicinal remedies aand prayed he wasn't killng himself. Then, he took a nap. He'd return in an hour.
(Eh, pretend time, too lazy to edit. And in the next post you can make your choice.
Btw, he has no idea of there relation. He was adopted)
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Post by Honeyleaf on Nov 25, 2012 23:00:51 GMT -5
Ooc: On another account I know. Confusing. Swiftbear's password isn't working. But it'll be fixed here shortly. Oh and I hope you don't mind, Swiftbear will be going to the next medicine cat meeting or just to there by herself, and she's going to find Bloodstar, her father, and find out her relatives. Then she will have Bloodstar get you in somehow. *shrug* Or something like that.
Swiftbear carefully placed cobwebs and other herbs she had thrown together earlier. She watched him storm off and she counted her herbs. She saw he dropped the marigold so she knew where those were. She counted everything except everything he had taken, except something deadly. Deathberries. She flew from the tree regarding he would come back in an hour, but by then he would be dead. Her belly flowed more blood over the poulice she had put on, she was glad she had a storage spot in her large and quite roomy den in camp. Swiftbear yowled for the tom, she knew that was the bundle he must have taken. The herbs in the camp den were freshly collected and she had made a count of them earlier.
"Cloudspot!.... Cloudspot!... CLOUDSPOT!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed as she reached the front entrace of camp and saw him sleeping.
She bounded over to him and cuffed him over his head. He was probably already awake, but she smelled the herb on him. She was panicing and breathing very fast.
'He must not feel the burning or the side effects of the deathberries. Or maybe he's ignoring it.' She though crossly.
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Post by Cloudspot on Dec 2, 2012 17:11:27 GMT -5
The hard rap of a paw on his head made him jolt. He opened his eyes, "What?!" He growled. What was her problem?
He lashed his tail, getting mighty tired of this game of cat and mouse, it was beginning to become repetitive and well, unpleasant.
Cloudspot felt fine, he found that he had done a good job himself.
[Rushing/No muse]
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Post by Swiftbear on Dec 2, 2012 22:42:03 GMT -5
She watched his reaction and giggled but quickly remembered her job and used her straight face. She stood her ground and spoke deadly cautious.
"You have a very deadly herb on you. I will need you to eat these poppy seeds so that you can sleep easier while I work to get the berry from your fur." Swiftbear nudged 3 poppy seeds from a little pile next to her.
If he ate them while she left she would be greatly happy. She pelted into her cave, grabbed moss for soaking, moss for padding, moss for covering his eyes and a twig for him too hold in his mouth, along the the herbs to clean his wound. She ran back to her, hopefully co-aperative, paitent. She looked at where some poppy seeds should be and set down her bundles.
"Did you eat the seeds?" She meowed, sitting down beginning to set out her herbs.
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