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Post by Mistpaw on Oct 20, 2015 11:19:13 GMT -6
| I grumbled a few curses under my breath as I was dropped off at the medicine den, a very annoyed warrior leaving me to go do his own things. I looked down at my paw, a rather large thorn shoved in fairly far. Dark red blood dripped out and onto the ground, a small trail outside leading to the current place I sat. I stood and lifted my paw off of the ground, feeling uncharacteristically pathetic with this injury. I peeked into the den warily, not really enjoy the thought of being stuffed with herbs. Looks like I'd have to revise my escape plan because I didn't think I'd be able to deal with another day of being cooped up. | | | | | | nerd/@addervenom |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2015 12:28:32 GMT -6
 ADDERVENOM OF ICECLAN Addervenom's poor hearing caused him to miss the pawsteps outside which heralded the arrival of a patient. It took him a good few minutes to actually notice Mistkit - between laying out some herbs to dry and straightening the nests in the main area, he finally caught a glimpse of the injured kitten standing at the den entrance.
Before he could tell Mist to run back to the queens and stop hanging around, Adder scented the metallic tang of blood. His eyes narrowed.
"Are you hurt? Get in here already." WORDS: 089 || WRITTEN FOR: Mistkit NOTES - n/a template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Mistpaw on Oct 20, 2015 18:38:15 GMT -6
| I scrambled in, looking up at the medicine cat distrustfully. He didn't exactly look like he appreciated the ever so fine company of an injured kitten. I kept a few paces away from him, keeping my paw close to my chest. I gulped and shifted forwards, curious as to what he was doing though. "I was trying to get out of here to see my father," I meowed, shuffling a bit closer. "My father is Drought and I wanna live with him instead," I murmured, voice like a low, hoarse whisper, as I prepared myself to be berated by sharp toned words that warned me to not speak of the rogue leader. I was getting tired of being yelled at for speaking of my own bloodline. "Have you heard of him? Do you know him at all?" | | | | | | notes/tags |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2015 19:37:45 GMT -6
ADDERVENOM OF ICECLAN That certainly caught the former rogue's attention, though he had to strain to hear what the youngster was saying. Was Mistkit telling the truth? Perhaps it was just part of some plan by one of his enemies to get him to admit to his heritage. But then again… who on earth would choose a kitten as a spy? It wouldn't make much sense.
Addervenom didn't answer right away. After crouching to try to get a peek at the injury, he vanished into the back of the den and returned moments later with a small bundle of supplies, which he set down nearby.
"Is that so? I have heard of him, actually; he's my father as well. Now for Darkpool's sake, hold out your paw." WORDS: 124 || WRITTEN FOR: Mistkit NOTES - n/a template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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Post by Mistpaw on Oct 20, 2015 20:04:54 GMT -6
| I blinked at him, carefully recording his reaction to my words. I was set on edge when I didn't receive a scolding for mentioning the name, watching the medicine cat's figure warily as he moved to go into the depths of cave like den. Was he going to bring out a bitter leaf to punish me with? I shuffled back at the uncomfortable thought, lips falling into a pout. He wouldn't, would he?
My eyes widened at the medicine cat's words and I instantly held out my paw, feeling a bit more trust for the tomcat. "R-really? I mean, all my littermates... they died. So did my mom. I haven't met anyone else who is related or even knows him." I curiously tilted my head to the side, my mother's pale blue eyes searching the cat's face for a sign of any emotion. "I always get scolded for saying his name. I don't like that. I like saying it because I don't want to forget it."
I scooted closer to him so that it'd be easier to inspect and work on my paw. "Most cat's would say 'for CloudClan's sake' not for darkpool's. It feels like something Drought would say. You're like what I imagine him to be, although I doubt he'd be much into dealing others, but then again, you might not be either." | | | | | | notes/tags |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2015 19:04:50 GMT -6
ADDERVENOM OF ICECLAN Again, Addervenom's job took priority over chatter, no matter how interesting it was to be meeting a half-sibling. The medicine cat leaned close… partially to examine the thorn lodged in Mist's paw, and partially so that he could easily hear what the kitten was saying.
He'd always been in favor of getting negative things over with quickly. Without even giving Mistkit a warning, Adder gripped the thorn between his teeth and tugged it out, then wrapped the paw in cobwebs and placed a poppy seed on the ground for her to lap up. She probably wouldn't need anything else if the wound was given enough time to heal properly.
"Drought is dead," the former rogue informed Mist then. "He was killed a few days ago; I don't think the news has spread around the Clans yet." Addervenom's voice was flat, though a flicker of grief crossed his face before he managed to repress it. He didn't like showing how much the DeathClan king's death had affected him.
"My brother and I shall honor his memory. He might be gone, but he is not forgotten; Drought lives on through all of his children." WORDS: 192 || WRITTEN FOR: Mistkit NOTES - n/a template by Margie @ Adoxography v2 |
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