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Post by Swanflight on Jul 19, 2012 15:51:25 GMT -6
Swanpaw laughed and batted at his ear too. "And what does that make me, an ugly snail?" That's how she sometimes thought of herself. She was pretty insecure about her looks, ad it made her sad to think about how ugly she thought she was.
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 16:26:14 GMT -6
Swanpaw was very beautiful, and Frostpaw was very handsome. They were a handsome couple. He rolled his eyes, and gave her a lick.
"Of course not!" he objected. Swanpaw was the most beautiful cat he had ever come in contact with...
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Post by Swanflight on Jul 19, 2012 17:20:11 GMT -6
She grinned up at him with a purr. "Thanks," she mewed, giving his ear a bat. "Now come on, furball, let's fight!" Now she was getting fighting and hunting practice, all with the love of her life.
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 18:24:34 GMT -6
"Alright," he said laughing. He crouched low, and ran at her, like he was going to pounce on her, but he slid under her, raking her belly with sheathed claws.
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Post by Swanflight on Jul 19, 2012 18:33:20 GMT -6
Swanpaw giggled as it sort of tickled her. Grinning, she flipped onto her side, quickly getting back up and stepping into a crouch with a teasing smirk.
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 18:35:21 GMT -6
He dropped to a crouch as well, waiting for her move.
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Post by Swanflight on Jul 19, 2012 18:47:44 GMT -6
She attempted to pounce on top of the white tom, grinning as she did so. She just missed his body and landed on her side. She winced and let out a groan. It hurt. Bad.
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 20:58:46 GMT -6
He jumped up, crouching in front of her. He gave her licks, wincing. His eyes grew big, and he nuzzled her.
"Are you okay?"
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Post by Ibiswing on Jul 19, 2012 21:14:48 GMT -6
"I-I.......I don't know," she winced in pain once more. She had bruised her paw up pretty bad, and cut her shoulder a little, but other than that, the she-cat would be fine. "I think......I need to get back to camp," she groaned a little, taking berths in between pain floods. She would limp for quite a while, and the scratch on her shoulder was going to turn into a scar. She smiled up at her love. "I'll be fine," she purred weakly, "Let me jut get up-" She struggled to et on her feet. She wobbled one she did, and then Swanpaw flopped back onto the ground. "I think I need help getting back," she joked a little, painful tears coming to her eyes.
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 21:19:22 GMT -6
Frostpaw closed his eyes, and bent down. He picked Swany up, draping her over his back. He was pretty strong, so she didn't seem to heavy. Was she hurt seriously? Would she become a Warrior?
"Just hold still, you'll be fine," he said softly, strongly.
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Post by Swanflight on Jul 19, 2012 21:23:58 GMT -6
Swanpaw grinned weakly down at him. "Thanks, Frostpaa," she smiled down at him. She winced a little. Deep down, the she-cat knew she would be okay. Just a limp, was all. (okay, how about after the injury is all healed up, Frostpaw is more protective over Swanpaw)
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 21:27:53 GMT -6
Ooc; That sounds like him. Okay.
"Of course. Now let's get you to the Medicine Den, okay?". He got close to camp, and padded towards the den, where he laid her downin a nest. "Snakefang!" he yelled, nervously.
Ooc; Wanna make a thread in the Med. Cats den?
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Post by Swanflight on Jul 19, 2012 21:29:50 GMT -6
(sure, could you make it? I'm on my iPod again)
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Post by Froststrike on Jul 19, 2012 21:30:46 GMT -6
Ooc; Me too! Okay, I'll do it now.
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