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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2012 9:45:41 GMT -5
Light filtered through the trees, giving the ground a sure-real look. Silence filled the surrounding, or so it seemed. The trained ears of a hunter hear a squirrel gnawing on a nut, a mouse scurrying around in the fallen leaves on the damp ground. A cat stalks his prey, a tasty looking squirrel. He lunges and kills the squirrel with a quick blow. Unfortunately the mouse had heard the commotion and quickly went to its little hole. The full-grown brown cat pouts, but quickly recovers and starts back towards the outcropping he calls home.
Elder is about to pass over the border of Treeclan when he hears a snapping of twigs. He ducks into some bushes just outside the border and hopes the scent of the border will mask his own, and that of his squirrel. Elder starts to raise his head to see what had snapped the twig. He hopes it was just a stupid rabbit that didn't realize he was there. Yet the experienced cat knew it probably wasn't just some idiotic prey. Different situations fills his mind. Was that snapping a badger or a fox? Or was it a patrol from Treeclan? Which one would be worse? He looked and saw what had given him such a scare.
Notes: This could be a single cat or a whole patrol.
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Post by salt on Oct 14, 2012 15:37:20 GMT -5
OOC: Mind if I help your lonely cat? =) Spottedfeather stepped out and tilted her head to the side blinking at what was in front of her. She was out for the moment gathering some herbs and trying to get her mind off of her leader who had just passed away. Staying silent she still looked at the tom and really didn't know what to say. Would he hurt her?
Bring the bigger cat in the situation she started talking. "I'm sorry, let me introduce myself, I'm Spottedfeather. What brings you so cloe to Treeclan territory?''
She sat down wrapping her tail around her paws and looked over the tom. She was good at seeing if cats were eating right or what they were missing or what needed to be attended to. "Do we have a name at least? Do you need help with anything?" |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2012 17:46:35 GMT -5
OOC: Sounds good! ^_^
Elder lets out a sigh of relief when he realizes his situation wasn't too bad. The cat identified herself as Spottedfeather. She was larger than he was so he was wary. Elder went towards the cat and she started to speak. Elder tensed as he listened to her words, then relaxed again when she seemed to not be threatening him. Watching the cat closely he decided to stay standing for the time being.
He looked at the she-cat with interest. She was a spotted cat with amber eyes. The spots on her fur interested him and he almost forgot his manners to stare at the spotted cat. He then answered Spottedfeather's question, saying, "My name is Elder. I was umm..." He paused deciding wether or not to say if he was hunting here. Deciding he would partially tell the truth he began, "I was hunting on the border and my prey ran a little over the border, so I chased it. I hope you don't mind me asking, but who are you? Are you from Treeclan? I would guess so since you are here but... Um... What are you doing here?" Realizing how stupid he must sound he flicks his tail back and forth, irritated with himself. His paw started to hurt from where he had gotten a splinter earlier today. He cast a quick glance down at it annoyed it was still there. He decided to sit down because the pain was starting to become more than a minor annoyance.
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Post by salt on Oct 14, 2012 18:07:24 GMT -5
OOC: awesome lets try my new posting table while we are at it!! [STYLE=width: 500px; padding: 20px; background-image: url(http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/123552/black-design-floral-pattern.jpg);][STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 10px;]  [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -2px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #cccccc;]Spottedfeather, Treeclan Medicine Cat[/style] [STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; color: #111111; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] Spottedfeather still sat and listened to the new cat talk. Hunting on the border? That wasn't allowed but who was she to tell him and play leader of Treeclan. Giving a nod here and there she caught his name. Elder? What kind of a cat name was that. surely he wasnt from a clan but he did seem to know about the clans. Her ear flickered and watched him sat. "Your hurt.." she mewed keeping her eyes on his. The infection passed through her nose quite easily. She didnt know what it was but she got the sense that he was. Not hurt hurt but a little injured. "I am Spottedfeather, medicine cat of Treeclan. You really shouldnt be out here hunting on the boarders. If a patrol caught you I'm pretty sure you wouldn't even have a moment to tell them who you were or to even explain yourself."[/style] [STYLE=font-size:15px; font-family: helvetica; width: 450px; text-align: center; background-color: #cccccc; border-top: 7px solid #333333; border-bottom: 7px solid #333333; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #111111;] Tagged: Elder, open Words: over 150 Comments: None
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2012 19:03:27 GMT -5
Elder noticed that the she-cat watched with interest as he sat. He wondered why but his curiosity was soon answered. The medicine-cat of Treeclan. She was probably the best and worst cat he could have run into. Best because he thought they would be the most peaceful of them, but worst because she might make a fuss over him. He thought about it, but then decided that it might be good if he got some advice about medical things from this knowledgable cat.
Deciding to tell the cat about his paw he started to speak. "Earlier today I got a splinter in my paw when I was wandering the forest trying to find prey. Is there anything that I can do, or you, to help reduce the pain. I am truly sorry that I crossed into your territory, and hope you can forgive me. I do really want your help thought. I often injure myself so I hope that you could give me some helpful advice."
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Post by salt on Oct 14, 2012 19:33:49 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 500px; padding: 20px; background-image: url(http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/123552/black-design-floral-pattern.jpg);][STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -2px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #cccccc;]Spottedfeather, Treeclan Medicine Cat[/style] [STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; color: #111111; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] Spottedfeather tilted her head to the side. Did he just ask for help? Spottedfeather was just about to open her mouth when she stopped. She was going to help a cat that wasn't from her clan. A splinter? The medicine cat couldnt help but put on a smile. These cats were so funny. When they get something in their paw they dont think to take it out so they just leave it in there? Spottedleaf then looked around and whispered. "Alright I'll help you. I just need to help you pretty fast if another clan cat sees you they wont be very pleased to see you.. so the faster we get this splinter out the better. Wait right here..'' In a blink of an eye spottedfeather raced away into the shadows and looked for some herbs. Opening her mouth and searching the forest floor she was happy she didnt have to go far from what she needed. Padding back to the stranger she set some herbs on the ground and she sat directly infront of the new cat and mewed, "Alright let me see your paw.."[/style] [STYLE=font-size:15px; font-family: helvetica; width: 450px; text-align: center; background-color: #cccccc; border-top: 7px solid #333333; border-bottom: 7px solid #333333; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #111111;] Tagged: Elder, open Words: over 150 Comments: None
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2012 20:28:26 GMT -5
A smile crossed the she-cats face and Elder became confused. 'Why was she smiling? Did I say something amusing? Was I wrong to ask for help?' Elder thought. He bristled when he decided she was mocking him. She surprised him when Spottedfeather said that she would help, and he let a smile cross his usually solemn face, and relaxed a bit. He hoped he wasn't being to much of a pain to the medicine-cat. He looked up from his paw in time to see Spottedfeather dash off. He tensed his body. Elder thought that she might be going to tell the rest of her clan. He was about to get up and limp away, when she came rushing back with some plants in her mouth. He wondered why she had gotten some plants.
She then requested to see his paw. Unsure what the plants were for he kept his eyes on her as he offered up his paw. He decided to ask, "What are those plants for? My father once told me that certain plants could be used to heal, is this what you are going to use them for? If so, how will they help me? I hope you don't mind me questioning you, I just don't know much about healing. This is the first time I got a splinter, and so I thought I should just leave it there and hope it comes out. Can you tell me more about medicine so I can use it later?"
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Post by salt on Oct 14, 2012 22:03:28 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 500px; padding: 20px; background-image: url(http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/123552/black-design-floral-pattern.jpg);][STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -2px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #cccccc;] two black cadillacs meeting for the first time[/style] [STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; color: #111111; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] Spottedfeather took his paw into her and looked it over. The splinter was deep in his paw and it was already infected. Thinking a bit she kept one ear in the forest and the other on the cat. Letting a nail slip out of her paw she moved her nail under the splinter to break the skin it was under and she was happy to see some blood flowing out. A little smile came to the medicine cat face and she pulled out the splinter and set it down where she knew she was able to find it and bury it so no one would step on it. Once it was out she bent down to get some herbs and chewed them up and rubbed it all over his pad. "What I'm putting on now is called Alder. What this does, is it prevents infection and swelling. Your paw is infected yes but this will clean it out and prevent it from getting even more infected then it already is. Remember.. its called alder.''Wrapping it up with cobweb she made sure it was tight but of course able for him to walk on it with no problem. "Cobweb is used to stop bleeding. So if you have wounds that bleed or cuts get some cobweb."When she was done wrapping it she gave a smile and then looked at the tom. "There you go. All fixed up.'' The medicine cat dug a little but deep hole in the ground and nudged the splinter into the hole and covered it up. [/style] [STYLE=font-size:15px; font-family: helvetica; width: 450px; text-align: center; background-color: #cccccc; border-top: 7px solid #333333; border-bottom: 7px solid #333333; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #111111;] Tagged: Elder, open Words: over 150 Comments: None
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2012 12:29:43 GMT -5
Elder tried to keep his paw steady for Spottedfeather, and hoped he was doing a good job of it. He noticed that the medicine cat flicked her ears so she could hear what was happening in the forest, and decided to do the same. He felt a searing pain in his paw and looked down to see she had pulled out the splinter. Blood started to ooze out of his paw, and Elder grimaced. He looked up at Spottedfeather and she was smiling. 'Why is she smiling? Is she happy I am bleeding! How dare she--- Oh that actually feels better.' Elder lets out a breath he didn't realize that he was holding, and is about to thank her when she started to talk about the plant that she had brought back. She had chewed the plant and was now rubbing it on his paw, saying it was Alder. "Well thats easy enough to remember! My name is Elder and the plant just starts with 'a' instead of 'e'." He said to Spottedfeather. He twitched his tail excitedly, happy to be learning something that would help his health. He asked Spottedfeather, "Would you mind if I gave you the squirrel I caught? I realize I caught it on your territory, but I hope you can accept it as a gift for healing my paw." He looked back down as his paws, hoping that she would say yes to his proposition, but thinking that she probably wouldn't.
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Post by salt on Oct 15, 2012 14:37:36 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 500px; padding: 20px; background-image: url(http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/123552/black-design-floral-pattern.jpg);][STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -2px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #cccccc;]He's not the only one who had a secret to hide.[/style] [STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; color: #111111; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] Giving the tom a sweet smile she cleaned up her area and listen to how he would remember the plant Alder. She was just about to be on her way when suddenly he offered her a squirrel he caught. Confusion struck her. Why would he offer a piece of prey for just healing a single paw? Thinking about it she knew she hadn't eaten all day.. but she was able to get food when she wanted to. She lived in a clan and she had prey literally at her feet when she wanted to. The medicine cat shook her head and mewed, "You keep it..'' giving a soft smile she continued, "I'm not very hungry anyway and you look thinner then I do. You need all the strength you need. Leaf bear is coming faster then expected and I dont want to be responsible for a starving and weak cat.'' Am I doing the right thing? she thought. [/style] [STYLE=font-size:15px; font-family: helvetica; width: 450px; text-align: center; background-color: #cccccc; border-top: 7px solid #333333; border-bottom: 7px solid #333333; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #111111;] Tagged: Elder, open Words: over 150 Comments: None
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2012 20:06:05 GMT -5
The loner was not sure if he should be glad he still had his prey he had worked hard to catch, or offended that she didn't accept his gift. He knew he was offended by the weak part of what she said. He was annoyed becuse he believed that just because he wasn't part of a clan didn't mean he was weak. The tom almost let out a growl, but kept it contained. Elder was torn between the two emotions but he tried to keep the frown from creeping onto his lips. The effect was something like a grimace, so he hoped the medicine cat would just ignore it. The medicine seemed to be ready to leave, but Elder did not want the conversation to end. It wasn't that he was attracted to her, not that she wasn't a pretty cat, he just understood that something like that would be looked down upon. The reason was that she was one of the first cats he had spoken to for a while. Elder was a bit lonely, although he would never full out admit it. So he searched for something to ask her about. 'How is the clan? No... What other herbs can I use? No...' Elder kept thinking of a way to keep the conversation going and finally found a solution.
"Wait! Umm... I don't know much about the rules of the clans. Is there anything I should specifically not do? I don't want to be caught doing something I shouldn't... Please. Even just one thing." Hoping he didn't sound too desperate, the lonely loner waited for the she-cats answer.
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Post by salt on Oct 16, 2012 15:38:19 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 500px; padding: 20px; background-image: url(http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/123552/black-design-floral-pattern.jpg);][STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -2px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #cccccc;]Spottedfeather, Treeclan Medicine Cat[/style] [STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; color: #111111; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] Stopping at his words she looked at him with a blank look for a moment then gave a little smile. He wanted to know about the clans? Why? Still a little confused she actually thought about giving this cat advice. Lionstep is gonna kill me if I'm not back very soon! she yelled in her head but kept a straight face for the loner. Looking around to make sure still not one was around to hear or see this conversation happening she turned her attetnion back to the loner and mewed, "If you ever run into a border patrol.. you can do one of two things. Stand your ground or run. Of course if you choose to do the first stand your ground by stay low. You cross onto another clans territory they have every right to not let you live. You put up a fight your just going to make them more upset. Of course ti depends. Some cats aren't fighters and will just give you a warning. Thank your blessing that they would let you off with a warning. They might chase you out after that warning but it's only because they don't want any other cat that isn't part of their clan on their home grounds.." Flicking her ear a bit she knew it was really time to get back but something of course made her stay. Now I'm really going to have to come back with a mouthful of herbs.. she thought. [/style] [STYLE=font-size:15px; font-family: helvetica; width: 450px; text-align: center; background-color: #cccccc; border-top: 7px solid #333333; border-bottom: 7px solid #333333; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #111111;] Tagged: Elder, open Words: over 150 Comments: None
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2012 5:03:20 GMT -5
Blinking he realized just how bad catching the squirrel was. Elder had no clue. As the medicine-cat explained what to do he decided that he would no longer cross-over onto borders. Of course that self-promise probably wouldn't last very long since leaf-bare was coming. The flicking of the she-cats ears made him realize that it was time to let her leave. He pondered how to say good-bye to the kind Treeclan cat. Elder looked up at Spottedleaf and decided to say his thanks and go.
Elder dipped his head in thanks and said, "Thank you so much for your help. I realize you shouldn't even be here with me, so thanks. Also thank you for not chasing me out, from now on I will try to not to come onto your territory. If there is anything I can do for you, just tell me." He paused, deciding weither to thank her for keeping him company. After a splitsecond decision he decided not to. Instead he said, "May your clan floursih." He hoped it was the right thing to say and started to turn away to go get his squirrel.
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Post by salt on Oct 18, 2012 15:14:18 GMT -5
[STYLE=width: 500px; padding: 20px; background-image: url(http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/123552/black-design-floral-pattern.jpg);][STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -2px; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #cccccc;]Spottedfeather, Treeclan Medicine Cat[/style] [STYLE=width: 450px; background-color: #cccccc; border: 7px solid #333333; padding: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; color: #111111; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; height: 250px; overflow: auto;] Spottedfeather gave the loner a simple but soft smile. Along with a nod she still sat in her territory until she saw the loner completely out of sight before she could get up and move. Still waiting a little bit She got the feeling that it was okay and now started to head back to camp. Seeing she spent so much time out here as it is she knew she would need to gather some herbs. Taking a mouthful of herbs of nettle, lavender, poppy and more she padded back to camp with a leaf full of many different kinds of herbs she quickly trotted back to camp with for some odd reason a weird feeling.. like something wasn't right or something was going to happen. Trying to really listen to the feeling she padded back to camp and debating if she should talk to her deputy about this.. [/style] [STYLE=font-size:15px; font-family: helvetica; width: 450px; text-align: center; background-color: #cccccc; border-top: 7px solid #333333; border-bottom: 7px solid #333333; padding: 12px; margin-top:10px; color: #111111;] Tagged: Elder, open Words: over 150 Comments: I feel like this thread is now finished
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