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Post by ♥D.azed♥ on Feb 18, 2008 18:03:44 GMT -5
The bloody silver tom stalked into the ShadowClan with a slight limp. He wanted to go into the medicine cat's den for herbs, but he thought that meant he was weak. He shook his head violently, knowing he could tough it out.
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Post by Sheerpath on Feb 18, 2008 18:05:11 GMT -5
Littlewing was drawn out of his den with the smell of blood. "Stoneclaw! Who have you been fighting this time?! Come to my den, even the strongest warriors won't lose dignity coming to the med. den!"
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Post by ♥D.azed♥ on Feb 18, 2008 18:08:24 GMT -5
The warrior growled, and stalked into the medicine cat's den. " That stupid Timeshadow... I thought he was dead... It'd be better off that way..." He growled, lashing his tail. " I don't even need to be in here... It's just a cut or two... smaller than a rabbit's!" He growled, though this wasn't true.
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Post by Sheerpath on Feb 18, 2008 18:09:47 GMT -5
"You know that isn't true as well as I do, taking a few hits doesn't mean your weak Stoneclaw and don't yell at me for something I didn't do. Timeshadow WAS dead..." Littlewing paused with confusion
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Post by ♥D.azed♥ on Feb 18, 2008 18:15:18 GMT -5
Stoneclaw kept quiet. " If you'd like me to yell at you that won't be a problem and I just said he was dead... No need to repeat it..." He growled, a slight piercing glare coming from his eyes.
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Post by Sheerpath on Feb 18, 2008 18:17:37 GMT -5
Littlewing didn't flinch at Stoneclaw's glare. "Okay this'll sting but I'm sure a STRONG warrior can handle it." He pressed some chervil on to the ragged wound on Stoneclaw's flank
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Post by ♥D.azed♥ on Feb 18, 2008 18:23:16 GMT -5
The tom winced and flinched at the sudden ache, but said nothing. He stood up, and nodded his gratitude, though there was a spark of amibition in his eye. Though it was like no other type.
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Post by Sheerpath on Feb 18, 2008 18:24:43 GMT -5
"Your not the only mutinous cat with ambition in the forest Stoneclaw."
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