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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 2, 2007 22:08:48 GMT -5
Brightpaw’s leg had never really fully healed. But she managed, though her right rear leg was still crooked, and hurt like the devil at times. But this cat was used to pain. Walking became easier and easier with practice and she could run with the best of them, accept with that cursed limp! She had been bathing in the warm afternoon sun her tail flicking with ease. It had been almost 4 suns since she had arrived at Riverclan, and was still in the process of introductions. Her white body was lean, with scare patches of brown but for her face which was a mask of brown and red. Her green eyes made her quite the fancy, for no matter how bad her limp, she always found pride in her eyes.
Quick as a fox’ye are, not ta mention those eyes, eyes of a wolf, as the hawk sees it.
Her nana used to say to her. Only vague memories now. She made a point not to dwell on the past, for something always seemed to come back something that happened that dark night. She had trained to block the guilt and pain from he mind, her she was again, thinking about it. She cursed and hauled herself to her feet. Her bite her tongue as not to cry out from the pain that shot all the way up her back from the throb in her mending leg. A walk to the river seems nice. She hummed happily to herself strolling down the lane, as well as you can stroll with a crooked leg.
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Post by fallenstar on Jul 2, 2007 22:17:25 GMT -5
Fallenstorm walked over to the pretty aprentice meowing."Is your leg feeling anybetter Brightpaw?"
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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 3, 2007 23:39:43 GMT -5
Brightpaw was compelled out of her dreams for the voice of a she-cat. She turned to see Fallenstorm behind her, her face as kind as ever. She smiled in returned then returned to glare at her leg. “oh, this wretched thing, its getting better. Though it will be a long process.” She cringed, her eyes burning into her leg as if looking at it would somehow cure it. He returned her fine gaze to Fallenstorm. “I was just heading to the river to fish, would you like to join me?” She asked the cat, her eyes glowing. Such a beautiful day…
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Post by fallenstar on Jul 4, 2007 10:40:31 GMT -5
Fallenstorm padded over to Brightpaw to help get her on her feet.He meowed."Would you like some help Brightpaw? Your leg shouldnt move much while its healing and yes i would like to go fishing.?"
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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 7, 2007 18:27:53 GMT -5
Brightpaw smiled thoughtfully. Flexing her leg, letting her creamy white and brown fur flow over its muscles. “I think I’ll be alright.” She purred as she took a step forward. “The more I work it the better.” She laughed and brushed the side of the warriors flank. “But, thank you.” She added a little quieter. “So, uh…fishing, right!” She began to hobble towards the sound of the stream. She could hear its distant whisper already. Her pace was surprisingly quick, as though her limp was barely there.
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Post by fallenstar on Jul 7, 2007 20:38:34 GMT -5
Fallenstorm walked with Brightpaw smiling and meowed.I'm gald to help you needed to get out of the camp.
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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 8, 2007 8:41:38 GMT -5
Brightpaw purred happily. She was enjoying the sun as it soaked through her pelt warming her completely, making her shiver in delight. She padded along next to Fallenstorm, listening to the sounds of the forest, drinking in its rich scent. But wait, whats this? As they neared the river an odd smell hit her making her hiss, her fur rising. The scent was tangy, almost metallic, she snorted in disgust. The river was in view now, but as they neared its rich waters, the scent grew thick, The air was thick with it. Fox. She hissed and sided stepped, shouldering Fallenstorm and herself into a clump of bracken, though if the beast decided to attack, this would not save them. “Quiet.” She hissed to Fallenstorm. This was not her first encounter with a fox, she new enough to avoid them if possible, but whatever happened they must not let the fox into the camp, and the kits.
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Post by fallenstar on Jul 8, 2007 9:58:45 GMT -5
Fallenstorm smelled the disgusting scent as well."'Not a fox Bright paw won't be able to get away fast enough if it chase's her."Thought Fallenstorm.
"Go back and get help Brightpaw ill hold of the fox as long as i can"He whispered to Brightpaw as he ran out toward the fox.
Fallenstorm slashed aat its muzzle getting only fur.The fox reared back hitting Fallenstorm on the head with its front foot."RUN!"He yolwed into the air.
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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 8, 2007 21:30:51 GMT -5
“No!” Brightpaw hissed angrily. “I am not leaving you.” Despite her injury she was an excellent fighter. Her years deep in the rouge clans had taught her many things, pain, and the exact point to slice someone to ensure their immediate death. This bubbly apprentice was a force to be reckoned with, though haunted by her horrid past. A great injustice had been done to her, her clan had abandoned her, leaving her broken. But she would not leave him. Not now. This fox had another thing coming. She yowled in rage and swiped an knifed blow directly to the foxes face, enjoying it hiss in pain. This side if her was rarely seen but when unleashed it could prove deadly. The fox lunged snapping its jaws, but Brightpaw danced out of the way, but as she did so her injured leg gave way and she crashed to the ground, hard.
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Post by fallenstar on Jul 8, 2007 21:46:00 GMT -5
Fallenstorm eyes flashed and they turned to a cold stare that could trap any cat in a gaze forever.He screeched at the fox in a voice that wasnt his own it was laced over with rage and ferocity."GeT aWaY From HeR yOu FLEA bAg!"
He lunged at the fox shredding its fur and ripping one of its ears of as he scrached and bit onto its neck.The fox flailed trying to get away he bit in harder untill he jumped off the fox as it ran off and he passed out.
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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 8, 2007 22:09:09 GMT -5
She could hear Fallenstorm’s voice, calling her to her feet. Pain seared her leg but she knew she mustn’t stay down. She dragged herself to her feet, her fur looking very disheveled, giving her a wild look. She hissed making one more swipe at the fox, only to find Fallenstorm had fought it of, and the fox was retreating in angry fury. She hissed warningly, as if daring it to return. But the fox, disappeared into the undergrowth, the only reminder of its presence was the blood that spattered the ground. ”Fallenstorm we did it!” She yowled in victory. But as she turned to face the cat, he was on the ground. Dead? Brightpaw hissed and leaped to his side. Breathing, well that was a good sign. “Fallenstorm.” She mewed desperately, licking hid ear,,
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Post by fallenstar on Jul 8, 2007 22:23:51 GMT -5
Fallenstorm shuddered at the touch of a tounge to his ear."where am i he thought?well who am I wait i am umm Fallenstorm."
He looked over at Brightpaw and meowed."Who are you?"
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Post by Thornpaw on Jul 9, 2007 16:43:42 GMT -5
Brightpaw stared down confused, at Fallenstorms question. She almost had to suppress a laugh. Was he joking? Of course he knows who I am! Does he? She paused for a moment as if there was a nonexistent punch line. But none came. “My name is Brightpaw.” She mewed shakily. “And we need to get you to a medicine cat, now.” A snap in the bushes made her head whip the noise. If the fox was returning, her had another thing coming. She stared around the clearing, then, confirming its safety, turned back to Fallenstorm. “We need to get you to a medicine cat.” She repeated sternly. “Can you get up?”
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