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Post by Littlestar on Jan 1, 2010 18:44:12 GMT -5
Bloodstar padded around camp, feeling slightly glum. He sat in front of the prey pile, feeling dejected.
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 1, 2010 18:47:48 GMT -5
Skywatcher looked up, as Bloodclaw sat next to him at the prey pile. He hadn't noticed that he had been just staring at the food for nearly an hour. He sighed and stood up to find something useful to do before Bloodstar snapped at him.
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 1, 2010 18:48:34 GMT -5
Bloodclaw looked up. "Skywatcher, wait. I want to talk to you."
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 1, 2010 18:49:55 GMT -5
Skywatcher stumbled, startled by Bloodstar's voice. Had it really been that long since he had talked to another cat?
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 1, 2010 18:51:33 GMT -5
Bloodclaw took in a deep breath and started, "I know you're probably hurting right now Skywatcher. You've lost your mate... I can't begin to understand how hard that must be."
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 1, 2010 18:54:36 GMT -5
Skywatcher flicked his tail, anger boiled in him. "Why are you bringing this up? Have I done something? Are you going to tell me to get over her death? To be a good warrior and go trot for some prey? I've been hunting all morning... I haven't given up my duties for her memory. Can't I mourn Bloodstar?"
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Post by snowstar on Jan 4, 2010 23:53:43 GMT -5
Sparrowpaw watched Bloodstar and Skywatcher, shaking her head softly. "I'm going to hunt," she mumbled in case anyone wondered why she was leaving camp. Instead of hunting, though, she padded out into the middle of Windlcan territory and laid down, wondering what Windlcan had done to deserve to be so small and frail.
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Post by snowstar on Jan 5, 2010 0:02:02 GMT -5
Willowsong was sitting in the middle of the clan, wondering about what had happened to her friend from Thunderclan. Brownpaw. She knew he was a warrior now, but it had been so long since she'd seen him she couldn't quite remember what his warrior name was. Brownspirit, maybe. She missed him.
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 5, 2010 0:50:44 GMT -5
Bloodstar shook his head. "Of course I want you to mourn. Don't be irritable Skywatcher. I'm your friend. You don't want to hurt your friends in your time of need. I wanted to ask you, if you would like to visit moonpool with our medicine cats. To perhaps contact your lost mate."
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Post by snowstar on Jan 5, 2010 16:39:13 GMT -5
Brighteye fondly watched her mate, proud to be with him, then padded into the medicine den to check on supplies. She made mental list of things they were low on, then padded out to get and get more herbs before they all froze.
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Post by Littlestar on Jan 7, 2010 14:50:40 GMT -5
Skywatcher took a stepped forward. See...see Breeze...." He choked and nodded his head. "Yes thank you very much Bloodstar."
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Post by snowstar on Jan 18, 2010 0:52:41 GMT -5
Sparrowpaw ran into Brighteye while she was gathering herbs, and automatically began to help her. Mother and daughter worked side-by-side in silence, each feeling the same thing: Remorse for the state of the clan.
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