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Post by Ashmist on Oct 14, 2012 20:22:58 GMT -6
Ugh. I swear, I'm bad luck I'm telling you i AM bad Luck!
Carrying a snow white she-cat on her back, Ashmist groaned at the weight on her back that wasn't very strong as she dragged her way to the medicine cat "You hit your head hard on a rock Brighteyes, I lost you, but youll be ok ... I hope" Mewed the onyx she-cat as she lay the now scarlet she-cat in a nest.
"Brightflame? Waterheart?" she called for one of them looking at the she-cat and the now red back she had.
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Post by Avannah on Oct 14, 2012 20:41:10 GMT -6
The white fur where her ribcage was, was now completely scarlet, along with her shoulder, with a huge, dark gash along it. She was still coughing up water from time to time, and was a bit dazed, but she'd live. Of course, she didn't see it this way, being a total pessimist. Her fur had sort of sun-dried when Ash had carried her back, so the blood was beginning to become matted into her fur.
As she was set down carefully in the nest, she let out a long yowl of pain.
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