starrunner
Kit
Sometimes death is the end of everything.~Distentstar
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Post by starrunner on Jul 2, 2009 14:46:12 GMT -5
A sleek black cat slunk across the scent markers of Mistclan. He carried in his mouth a young kit, bearly a moon old. He stopped and dropped the kit roughly on the ground. Raising his head, he scented the air and finding no cats he put his head down to the kit. "I leave you here, Falcon, MURDERER!" he hissed loudly before quieting his voice again. "You killed my mate and now I leave you here to die. I hope your death is long and painful and you suffer as much as my mate did." With that he lifted his head and dashed away.
The small kit let out soft muwling sounds. He did not smell his father or mother and that distressed the young kit. He was now alone and abandoned to die.
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Post by Crow on Jul 8, 2009 15:17:45 GMT -5
Skytide scented the air. He scented a mouse, and something else. Finally he realized it was a kit and dashed towards the scent. He nudged the kit and bent over it, trying to keep in warm. "Checkerpelt!" he yowled, hoping she or some other cat would hear her.
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Post by Smokey on Jul 9, 2009 10:21:50 GMT -5
Checkerpelt
Checkerpelt and her beloved mate, Skytide had went out on a hunt together, but seperated so they could find more prey. While she was stalking a bird, she heard her name being shouted with worry and made the bird fly away. Once she heard that, the tortoiseshell took off towards the sound. I wonder what's wrong... she though worriedly as she ran where Skytide was. A few moments later, the MistClan she-cat arrived at the scene. Her love was bent over a small, tiny kit. What happened?! she meowed, licking the blood from the tiny kit.
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starrunner
Kit
Sometimes death is the end of everything.~Distentstar
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Post by starrunner on Jul 10, 2009 13:40:53 GMT -5
Falcon mewed softly as a warm body came close to his. He opened his eyes for the first time and his dark brown gaze fell upon a tortuseshell she-cat. He mewed and struggled weakly as she licked the blood off his scruff where his father bit him.
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Post by Crow on Jul 10, 2009 21:39:49 GMT -5
"I found him just laying here... I smelled him and I knew I had to see what it was." Skytide meowed. "There isn't much we can do except warm him up, clean his wounds, and bring him to Shatterstar." he added, reminding Checkerpelt that there was no medicine cat.
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Post by Smokey on Jul 11, 2009 10:49:49 GMT -5
Checkerpelt
Checkerpelt smiled with relief when she heard the kit making noises. But the taste of blood was not good. Who would do such a thing to a kit?! This made her furious, but didn't show any signs of it, not wanting to worry Skytide or the tiny kit. "That is true. The wounds are clean," she added, licking the wound the cat had on it. Gently, she picked it up between her teeth, careful not to get its injury. "Lefs gew," the tortoiseshell said through the fur. She was saying "Let's go". Steadily, she started walking toward MistClan's camp.
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Post by Crow on Jul 11, 2009 12:19:35 GMT -5
Skytide nodded and followed Checkerpelt. The abuse of the kit had just reminded him of Yukon, his kittypet sister. She had wounded him before, and almost killed him. Skytide sighed silently and padded ahead faster, hurrying so he didn't fall behind.
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Post by Smokey on Jul 11, 2009 15:18:36 GMT -5
OOC:// Made new thread for where they arrive in camp. Post here |
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