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Post by Whitefire on Dec 21, 2012 20:55:35 GMT -6
Tinywhisker, trying her best to sniff, feel, and listen towards the medicine cat den, winced at the pain on her face. Would Waspwing or Fernpelt be in there, somewhere? A sneeze from her nostrils made Tinywhisker jump guiltily, and after one paw and another, the ginger and white senior warrior crawled into the medicine clearing, which smelled sweetly of herbs, even after a couple moons of living there.
The warrior stopped to lap up several drops of trickling stream water to wet her parched mouth before tentatively stepping forward, afraid she'd walk into a tree or something. " Waspwing? Fernpelt? " the blinded ginger and white warrior yowled towards what was hopefully the medicine den. |
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Post by Waspwing on Dec 22, 2012 9:04:55 GMT -6
(Dat size one text bro)
Waspwing hissed as someone screamed his name into the den. 'Oh for the love of Cloudclan, a simple 'Waspwing wake up please.' would work just fine! Stupid warriors.' He thought angrily, slowly getting up from his nest.
He stalked to the entrance of the den, staring coldly at Tinywhisker with his amber gaze. "What is it?" He said curtly, completely uncaring towards his tone. All he wanted was a decent night sleep, was that too much to ask for?
(Ohmygod. Why you no describe what's wrong with her face? Is there something in her eyes? Was she clawed? Was her face sucked away by an octopus? I need these details. e-e)
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Post by Whitefire on Dec 22, 2012 12:44:13 GMT -6
Tinywhisker sneezed again, and pawed her blinded face uncertainly. "Um... I got into a fight with Speckleleaf, and she clawed my eyes, blinding me pretty much instantly. dDo you have herbs for my scratches?" Three scratches came across both eyes, long and not very deep. Two small scratches were above her nose, also not very deep. Yet, her eyes were a faded hunter green, not like the darker hunter green they were before she got blinded.
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Post by Fernpelt on Dec 23, 2012 23:58:46 GMT -6
Ferneplt walked in, hoping to help Waspwing with Tinywhisker. She came into the den in time to hear Tinywhisker tell the story. Fernpelt decided to deal with the eyes, knowing that Waspwing preferred not to. Fernpelt chewed a bit of celandine and trickled it into Tinywhisker's eyes, hoping it would be enough.
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Post by Whitefire on Dec 24, 2012 0:07:20 GMT -6
Tinywhisker did not hear Fernpelt pad in, so when Fernpelt trickled bitter smelling herb liquid into her eyes, Tinywhisker let out a slight yelp and squeezed her eyes shut, Jeeze... Tinywhisker thought, eyes stinging with the herb. It didn't really help with the blindness, but it soothed her eye scratches with the bitter ointment. Blinking rapidly to get rid of the stinging juice, she grunted and blinked in the wrong direction of where Fernpelt was. Too bad she was blind. |
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