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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 13, 2007 16:01:04 GMT -5
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 14, 2007 18:33:36 GMT -5
bump. where are my sick cats!
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 15, 2007 20:33:11 GMT -5
OOC: They're DEAD. XD
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 16, 2007 10:06:33 GMT -5
OOC: Well, I want new ones!PPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!PPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 16, 2007 15:54:45 GMT -5
I don't want to go in there! One of the other kits told me they feed you crowfood! *A little voice whines, and is answered by a cat whose obviously struggling to be patient.* Birchstripe will not feed you crowfood. If you don't behave you'll never be an apprentice. *Gingerfur, Moonstar's mate, nudges in (with slowly decreasing gentleness) a kit from her latest litter, a small black she-cat dappled with white. It's Blizzardkit, and her nose seems to be streaming a bit.* I think Blizzardkit has kittencough. *Gingerfur mews, but the small black kit shakes her head, worried about all sorts of yucky stuff she'll have to eat.* No, I don't! *She insists, but contradicts herself with a cough.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 16, 2007 18:14:54 GMT -5
*Immeadeatly Birchstripe was there* Duskpaw? come here, i may need your help* Turning to the kit she murmered* What's wrong? Do you feel sick?
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 16, 2007 21:00:12 GMT -5
*The kitten shook her head, coughing some more. Her yellow eyes look like they've lost some luster. Her throat her a bit, from coughing, and her nose felt runny, but she didn't want to tell Birchstripe that.* I feel... *Blizzardkit stopped, coughing.* I feel fine.
*Duskpaw arrived, watching the kit. Kits never admitted to not feeling well; Duskpaw had almost died from kittencough as a kit because he faked healthiness. He resisted coughing with all effort he could muster, and always rubbed his nose on moss to clean it. It was only until he felt really ill he admitted he was sick.* Show me your paw for a second. *He ordered.* It doens't hurt! *Blizzardkit protested, actually telling the truth,* I know. I want to see how strong it is. *The white-speckled black kit lifts her paw, proud that the apprentice thinks it strong. Duskpaw touches his nose to the pad and murmurs,* She has a low fever.
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 17, 2007 20:23:01 GMT -5
yes, your right, I'll go get some feaverfew, keep her distraacted.
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 18, 2007 21:02:35 GMT -5
*Gingerfur trots out to make sure Blackkit and Rosekit are alright, and Blizzardkit tries to follow, but Duskpaw steps in front of her. As the kits whines to him about wanting to leave, the dark gray tom comes across a small moss ball; the type of thing a kit would play with. He rolls it to her, and she bats at it, Duskpaw rolling it back whenever it gets out of her reach. It's actually quite dull.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 19, 2007 16:18:04 GMT -5
*Birchstripe comes back with a wad of feaverfew, and setting it down, quickly runs to the freshkill pile to get a tiny shrew. Returning, she meowed* Now, Blizzardkit, I want you to swalow these herbs for me, then you can have some fresh kill, but just a mouthful. THat will make it taste good, okay? Then, whenever you need herbs, you can have a bit of freshkill to make it taste good!* With that, she pushed the herbs to the little kit, as well as a bit of the shrew*
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 19, 2007 22:26:42 GMT -5
*The white dappled black kit pokes the herbs tenatively. Cats eating plants...that seemed wrong, very wrong. She studies them, wondering if there's a way she can pretend to eat them. No, she had seen kits try to do that and their mothers usually came to push it in their mouths. Tenatively, she picks up the small leaves and chews them carefully...a bitter, disgusting flavor floods her mouth and nose, and instantly she spits them out. No. They would not make her eat those. Looking up with big piercing green eyes ((OOC: Yes, I changed her eye color. I felt like it.)) in her best winning expression, she mewed,* I don't like it. It's very yucky.
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 20, 2007 17:18:08 GMT -5
i know it's yucky, you have to eat it. wait- does your throught hurt at all? I might be avle to give it to you in honey, which is a great tasting liquid
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 20, 2007 17:24:52 GMT -5
*Blizzardkit nodded, with some reluctance actually as Birchstripe offered honey. She didn't trust medicine cats to give her anything that tasted good. Her throat felt raw and it hurt a bit when she swallowed. With a lot more reluctance that her nod contained, the black she-cat chewed the feverfew, using all her willpower not to spit them out. She swallowed them quickly, almost before it was chewed properly.*
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Post by Runningfoot on Dec 20, 2007 21:50:22 GMT -5
great! now, have a bit of the shrew, and that will wash it down. You're a very brave, strong kit Blizzardkit! Eating those herbs is hard, but you did! you will be a good warrior!
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Post by Moonstar on Dec 20, 2007 21:55:04 GMT -5
*Blizzardkit felt a rush of pride as Birchstripe says she'll be a good warrior. Quickly she takes a large mouthful of shrew. It's rich, meaty flavor seems even more delicious after the bitter taste of herbs.*
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