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Post by Dawnpaw on Jul 31, 2009 21:50:09 GMT -5
"Sure!" Dawnpaw mewed, already bouncing with excitement. She would get to see the ValeClan and MireClan borders, and learn their scents! The excitement had taken over the apprentice, so she ran in a quick, small circle to calm down, she usually did that to calm her hyper nature. She ran to catch up to Fernpool, who was a few fox-lengths ahead of her.
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Post by Fernpool on Aug 2, 2009 12:49:10 GMT -5
Fernpool mewed softly as laughter escaped her and the bouncy apprentice took of. Flicking her tail for the kit to follow, she continued to pad forward and suddenly stopped as a stale scent flooded her scent glands. Cocking her head curiously to the side, Fernpool padded forward towards the Mire Clan border and peeked around a bush.
The scent was strong but it was on their side of the scent border so Fernpool calmed down and sat with her tail curled around her paws beckoning the apprentice forward. “That scent is of Mire Clan.” She mewed softly. |
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 2, 2009 13:45:11 GMT -5
At First Dawnpaw thought that the MireClan scent was going to be almost the same scent as their Clan's. Nope, It has the scent of the Dark pine forest, the scent of the Dark. She sneezed from the sudden change of smell. I smelled awful! She rubbed her nose before sitting down.
"I don't know How they could live like that, without water!" Dawnpaw exclaimed.
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Post by Fernpool on Aug 3, 2009 13:48:27 GMT -5
Fernpool nodded with a small laugh. “Yes, unbelievable isn’t it?” she asked humoring the small apprentice. Standing, she began to lead the way forward again. “Now, let’s go down to the river and I can shoe you the border there.” She called back to the apprentice and moving forward.
The day had become a bit overcast and it gave Fernpool a bad feeling about what was waiting her back at camp. There was just…something, bothering her. Something she feared someone had not told her.
{{Brackenfur, Hazelpaw and Goldenstar have died. You’ll want to post in the clan meeting from Silkstar.}} |
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 4, 2009 21:21:54 GMT -5
Dawnpaw nodded, agreeing with her mentor's agreement. ( )
She padded up to the mentor, who was leading her to the MireClan Boarder. She stopped at a bush, which was close by to the scent markers. Hopefully she had not passed it, at least she didn't think so. She lied down, waiting for Fernpool.
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Post by Fernpool on Aug 5, 2009 19:59:21 GMT -5
Fernpool followed her apprentice much more slowly than the little kit had bounced ahead. She was still worrying about the odd feeling hanging in the air around them. Reaching the next border all the way across the territory, Fernpool sat and gazed at her apprentice. “This is the Flurry Clan border.” She said. “Much less horrible to scent isn’t it?”
The Fernpool stood quickly and began to pad distractedly away without waiting for a response. Something was bothering her and Fernpool was getting more and more and more worried as the seconds trickled by. Everything had been perfectly fine this morning at camp and Fernpool didn’t know why it would be any different when she returned but there was just…something that made her paws move faster and her strides longer until the medicine cat was racing through the forest at a half uneasy sprint.
She left Dawnpaw behind to do as she pleased for the moment. The apprentice knew her way back to camp but the again she didn’t know the territory very well. Skidding to a stop, Fernpool looked around for Dawnpaw in a great haste. |
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 5, 2009 22:00:38 GMT -5
"Yup." Dawnpaw answered, not noticing that Her mentor had left.
Might as well go back. she thought.
"Hey, Fern-" Dawnpaw trailed off.
"Huh, guess i'll have to use my... Sence of smell." she purred, amusing herself. She tasted the air, she found a scent, other than FlurryClan. She had whispered a little 'Ah-ha' to herself, before bounding off into the bushes to look for Fernpool.
Al last, she jumped through a patch of bushes. Finding that her mentor was sitting there with a look of mixed emotions on her face.
"Fernpool, may I ask what's wrong?" Dawnpaw mewed, tilting her head in a look of confusion.
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Post by Fernpool on Aug 6, 2009 16:05:41 GMT -5
Fernpool twirled as she heard someone approaching from the bracken. “Oh, nothing Dawnpaw.” She replied breathing out a sigh of relief that the apprentice was alright. “Let’s get back to camp. Quickly.” she added with a nod and slunk through the forest back towards to camp again.
Picking up her pace into the half lope she had done before, Fernpool moved quickly towards the great waterfall that guarded her cave based camp. It soon came into view and Fernpool felt another urge in her paws making the last few strides a complete sprint. Skirting the waterfall without a second glance back at Dawnpaw, the medicine cat raced into the clearing. Skidding to a stop once more, she looked around urgently.
Everything looked fine and she was just letting her bristling fur lie flat when suddenly Fernpool caught the scent of sickness coming from around the camp. It was strongest from the leader, Goldenstar’s den. Fernpool raced towards it and entered the den without a pause. She suddenly froze on her paws as the motionless body of her leader came into view. Fernpool let out a yowl of distress and padded forward to sniff it.
There was no mistake. Goldenstar was dead. Fernpool felt her heart began to race and she twirled to leap out of the den. The scent of sickness and death crowded Fernpool’s scent glands once more and she leapt to the warriors den. Entering, she noticed it was empty and almost turned to leave when another body caught her eye. Brackenfur lay just as still as his leader had in her den. Stepping forward to sniff the body, Fernpool let out another yowl of distress. That was the second cat dead but she still had the sense that there was something more. Padding out into the clearing she raced to the apprentice den and sure enough the body of little Hazelpaw lay still and unmoving as the two cats before him.
Padding out into the clearing again, Fernpool tucked her tail between her legs and lay with her head on her paws. How was it possible that three cats had died in her absence? She and Dawnpaw had only been gone a short while and everything had been fine when they left. How would the clan go on now? |
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Post by Dawnpaw on Aug 7, 2009 22:36:02 GMT -5
Dawnpaw padded into camp with Fernpool, everything seemed different in the camp. It didn't feel calm and relaxing. It felt tense and stressing. She followed her mentor out of curiosity. On the way over, she had been acting as if she felt something was wrong... She walked in to the Den. She saw Fernpool Sniffing at a golden cat.
Goldenstar?
She padded forward to see two other bodies. At last, it hit her. They were Dead.
She saw her leader, gone like that.
Dawnpaw looked toward at a Brown tabby, Brackenfur.
Then she looked toward a small she-cat...
"Hazelpaw! she yowled. Letting out a small squeak in distress. Hazelpaw had been one of Dawnpaw's best friends. She let out a small caterwall, her head drooping to the floor. Instantly, she ran out of the den and into camp.
[Should this be the end of the thread?]
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Post by Fernpool on Aug 8, 2009 12:16:48 GMT -5
{{I think so}}
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