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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 15:44:10 GMT -6
The den was stinking, and dust had collected everywhere. It was time for a nice cleaning, and fellow clan mates were the best choice of help.
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Ashmist
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Post by Ashmist on May 22, 2011 20:30:45 GMT -6
Ashfang and Skypaw followed behind Fernpelt and blink "oof we got alot of work to do" Ashfang mews
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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 20:35:48 GMT -6
Fernpelt nodded. "There'll be a lot of dusting, not to mention ventilating the more enclosed spots. I'll start," she mewed, swiping her paw along one of the jagged shelves.
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Post by Fogkit on May 22, 2011 20:46:45 GMT -6
Junipertree~
Junipertree had just woken up. She had gone on the Dawn-Patrol and she decided to take a nap once she got back. When she walked out of her den, she was met by a familiar sight.
It was Fernpelt! She hadn't seen the Medicine-Cat in a while, so she decided to see what the she-cat was up to.
"Hello, Fernpelt!" she called as she trotted over to the entrance of the Medicine Cat Den.
"I haven't seen you in a while. What are you up to?"
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Post by Ashmist on May 22, 2011 20:48:32 GMT -6
Ashfang walks over to another edge and sneezes as she puts her paw on a shelf and dust falls on her nose "yuck!" she squeals
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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 20:49:50 GMT -6
"Cleaning out the den. Due to neglect largely on Crystalglow's part, she keeps forgetting to remind me of my chored, we now have a dust problem and pungent herbs somewhere. Skypaw and Ashfang are helping me dust and air out the den. Care to join in?"
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Post by Ashmist on May 22, 2011 20:54:06 GMT -6
Skypaw wrinkles his nose and paws over some herbs "I found the pungent herbs" he mews
Ashfang twitches her nose "I found a spider nest full of eggs!" she mews
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Post by Fogkit on May 22, 2011 20:59:49 GMT -6
Juni~
Junipertree happened to hear what Ashfang and Skypaw were complaining about in the den. She wrinkled her nose at the thought.
"Ummm....Suurreee..." she answered unsurely.
Junipertree slowly walked inside of the Medicine-Cat Den.
"Umm, so are these berries supposed to be turning yellow?" she asked as she glanced at berries that she thought were originally purple.
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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 21:10:45 GMT -6
Fernpelt giggled nervously. "Pay no attention," she mewed, swiping away the berries. "It's NewLeaf, so remove everything. I'll go herb foraging soon, it'll be nice to restock with fresh ones. Remove it all!" she meowed with a slightly wild twist to it. Obviously joking. Right?
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Post by Ashmist on May 22, 2011 21:18:08 GMT -6
Ashfang and Skypaw nodded and go to the piles they can find and begin shorting herbs some rotten some still good but not enough. Ashfang and Skypaw went to work and begin pawing herbs out of the den and dusting shelves with their tails.
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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 21:20:00 GMT -6
"Good job," Fernpelt approved. Using her own tail as a duster, she quickly wiped clean a few rocks.
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Post by Ashmist on May 22, 2011 21:22:35 GMT -6
When Ashfang and Skypaw finished they looked around "How did we do so far?" they ask and sit down waiting for a answer
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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 21:26:31 GMT -6
"I think the dust is all gone, but lets air out this den. It seems so stuffy in ermphluff," Fernpelt sputtered as she picked up the limb.
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Post by darkraven on May 22, 2011 21:31:44 GMT -6
Ashfang~Ashfang nods this was a job her small brother could not do she picks up another Limb and looks at Fernpelt for futher instructions
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Post by Fernpelt on May 22, 2011 21:47:34 GMT -6
"Wave it about! Twirl! Fight the air!" Fernpelt caterwauled. She certainly was spinning herself, the limb was whirling in such a dangerous looking manner that Fernpelt, the wielder, showed a hint of fear in her eyes.
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