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Post by Crowwing on Apr 27, 2014 0:50:31 GMT -6
Dark brown eyes lit up in the den as daylight broke the night sky. It was almost time for the dawn patrol to return home, and he seriously wanted to munch on something, but he could not. His jaw was hurting, but refused to see any of the medicine cats. There were not his Heatherpelt or his Skyflight. There was now Clovepetal and Forestbreak. He hardly knew the two, and intended not to. The tom strained his neck, trying to let loose a hardened muscle and flexed it until it felt normal once more. He then took in a large yawn, clearly still tired, but did not want to sleep any longer.
It was the same things around the clan now. Accompany Cherryheart. Train Ravenpaw. Watch as kits grew into warriors. It was the same. great Cloudclan. Am I already thinking like an elder? he groaned, and then allowed himself to carelessly fall back down to the ground. He was seriously done.
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Post by Cherryheart on Apr 27, 2014 7:52:06 GMT -6
Cherryheart
Cherryheart let out a yawn. She opened her eyes and looked at her messy pelt. Ugh she thought instantly. She groomed her self quickly, then licked her wounds received from a few days ago. She forced herself to her paws, not wanting to get up. But she had to go hunt soon. She turned her head to the entrance to see the dawn patrol returning. Looks like theirs lots of prey out here she thought.
She turned her head to where Crowwing's nest is, and saw the tom. She let out an unmistakable smile and a purr rose in her throat. "Morning Crow" she said, watching him fall back down on his stomach. Looks like someone hasn't gotten any sleep as well she thought.
Words: 124
Notes: Sup?
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Post by Crowwing on Apr 27, 2014 12:34:32 GMT -6
His ear flicked back hearing someone calling his name. He did not have to think who it was. He recognized the pitch, the tone, the amount of air used to say the greeting. Yup. Cherryheart. It was like if he could find her anywhere, and that began to scare him. Even the thought of Swiftfall was slowly dying off, but he did not want that to. What was going on?
It did take him a while to actually show a reaction. He slowly stood back up and turned his neck to look at where the tabby was. "Good morning beautiful." he purred, quickly licking off the dust on his chest. How embarrassing.
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Post by Cherryheart on Apr 27, 2014 13:16:48 GMT -6
Cherryheart
"How was your sleep?" She asked. She watched him lick his fur and she looked to him. She licked her right paw and swiped it over her ear. Her forehead scar stung the moment her paw touched it. Oww she thought.She shut her eyes tight against the pain and opened them once more. Stupid rouges she thought once more. She got beaten by a she-cat who was younger than her. I'm not that strong anymore, I'm not young.the last time I got into an actual fight was in apprenticeship she thought.
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Notes: Fricken dog bit me when we where wrestling, I'm bleeding now XD
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Post by Crowwing on Apr 28, 2014 0:50:51 GMT -6
He cocked his head up, mainly by such a strange question. How was his sleep. "Oh, umm. It was alright." he said focusing on her scar. Since when was that there? "I think Dove came to my slumber once again, but I wasn't sure if it was her or not." he shrugged his shoulders coming close to Cherryheart.
He watched with concern as she touched her injury and immediately closed her eyes. "That looks serious. Why haven't you checked up with the medicine cats?" he spat, furious. He could not watch another fall into the fate of being scarred for a while.
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Post by Cherryheart on Apr 28, 2014 5:45:35 GMT -6
Cherryheart
"I'm fine. I'l go if it gets infected. I promise" she said. She licked her chest scar and then her flank and said "I survived not getting the lip scar checked. You don't need to worry too much ok" she said calmly licking his cheeck.
Words: Too lazy to count
Notes: It's 7:44 am, I don't feel like doing anything.
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Post by Crowwing on Apr 28, 2014 21:18:50 GMT -6
He snorted, irritated by her remark. He was supposed to worry. She was his mate. Why wouldn't he worry? "Alright. Just remember to immediately head over if it gets worse."
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Post by Cherryheart on May 2, 2014 11:40:46 GMT -6
"Of course Crow" she meowed.
OOC: lazzy. I'm sick so yeah
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Post by Crowwing on May 4, 2014 22:08:37 GMT -6
hope you're feeling better now.(:
"Alright." He laughed. "So it seems like we're the beat up couple."
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Post by Cherryheart on May 8, 2014 15:47:41 GMT -6
(Meh, I have sore throats from time to time and horrible headaches)
Cherryheart chuckled "I guess so"
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