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Post by Rainy on Nov 30, 2009 21:17:20 GMT -6
Silverpaw was trembling. "What's wrong with her, Aspenfeather? Will she be alright?"
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Post by crazytheodrada on Nov 30, 2009 21:38:09 GMT -6
"She's just blacked out," mewed Aspenfeather softly, nodding to Silverpaw. "Help me bring her to my den."
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Post by Rainy on Nov 30, 2009 21:50:41 GMT -6
"I'll carry her, she's not very heavy." Silverpaw gently grasped the kit by the scruff, careful to not let her scrap the ground. Silverpaw wasn't too big but Aspenfeather wasn't very strong. (no offense, i am asuming by her injuries) She lifted her gently and padded forward, her paws sort of sliding over the ground rather than walking to reduce bouncing. (not too many other ways to carry her - she cant walk)
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Post by crazytheodrada on Nov 30, 2009 22:16:18 GMT -6
ooc: True.
bic: Aspenfeather followed Silverpaw, thankful for the help. She bounded ahead, scraping together moss into a basic nest. She waited patiently.
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Post by blackmoon on Dec 1, 2009 18:12:07 GMT -6
Wickedkit let out a low short mew. She opened her eyes, and blinked slightly.
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Post by Rainy on Dec 3, 2009 19:09:41 GMT -6
Silverpaw gently placed the kit in the nest, and looked at her with wide blue eyes. "Wickedkit! You're awake! Thank StarClan!"
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Post by blackmoon on Dec 3, 2009 19:19:28 GMT -6
Wickedkit closed her eyes. "Am I wicked SiliverPaw? Who gave me such a horrid name." She said, than opened her eyes again.
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