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Post by Tawnynose on Jul 3, 2012 16:20:46 GMT -6
Tawnypaw carried a long stick in front of her, a wad of moss at the end of it. It reeked of mouse-bile. The torbie cat would have rather cleaned their nests, but she knew each and everyone of the apprentices do that. She set the stick down, and padded in. "Firelight. Shadowwing. I got to clean ticks off you." she called in a rather bored tone. She picked up the stick and moved in.
She had heard of Firelight. The elderly cat would try to get stupid kits and apprentices away from her den, only letting Shadowwing and a select few cats in. Tawnypaw wasn't going to leave, even if she had o go through a beating with the elder.
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Post by Shadowwing on Jul 11, 2012 0:20:16 GMT -6
Shadowwing looked up at the mention of tick cleaning. I'm so not used to this... He smiled nervously at the apprentice. "Well, that's very kind of you. I'm not sure how Firelight will handle it though..."
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Post by Tawnynose on Jul 14, 2012 11:59:33 GMT -6
"She'll probably chew my tail off if I don't make it quick. Don't worry. I will try to get out as soon as possible." Tawnypaw mumbled, walking over to the black tom. She crouched down and parted his fur, trying to spot tiny brown and black bugs that looked swollen from blood drinking.
In the end, Tawnypaw only found two, so it didn't take as long on Shadowwing as she thought. "Do I need to get you two anything while I'm here?" she asked in a bored tone. She started to clean out a nest close by, taking the direst moss out and putting the clean moss in.
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