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Post by »West(y) on Sept 7, 2007 17:02:50 GMT -5
"I'm Seska by the way."
"Hmmm..." Soaringeagle didn't really care. He hated loners and rouges, but seeing them in pain made im hurt, too. He started walking slowly in the direction of TreeClan, close to Seska. After awhile, he thought, Maybe I should tell her my name... He looked at the she-cat with a sigh. "I'm Soaringeagle," was all he meowed, then he looked back in the direction they were going.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Sept 7, 2007 22:58:09 GMT -5
Seska went the rest of the way without another word. She reached the camp in good time. A few moments later, she probably would have fallen over again. She looked around the clans camp. It was a little like Malice Pack camp, though the sents were all different to her. She could see a few clan cats turn and look at her. Usually, she would have looked back coldly at them, but she was acting like a nervous, pitiful loner. She shrunk down and little, keeping her eyes on her paws and her head down. She tried to recall one of her scariest memories and remembering her parents death seemed to work.
Dustfoot came out of the warrior den, her dark head held high. He spotted Soaringeagle and the wounded loner easily. "Soaringeagle." He mewed, padding over to the two cats. "Who's this and why have you brought her to the heart of Treeclan camp?" Although he had already guessed the answer. He could see the wounds and dried blood on the black and white she-cats and doughted Soaringeagle had done it. He knew the warrior didn't like rouges and loners, but he was a good cat. He would have probably chased her away with a few warning bites and scratches to remeber him by, but nothing like this!
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Post by »West(y) on Sept 8, 2007 14:19:14 GMT -5
They walked the rest of the way in silence; Soaringeagle feeling awkward the whole way. Fianlly, after feeling like an eternity, they made it to the TreeClan territory. The warrior saw soem cats turn to look at Seska and felt slighty nervous.
"Soaringeagle."
Soaringeagle nodded to the deputy.
"Who's this and why have you brought her to the heart of Treeclan camp?"
The tortoiseshell looked at the hurt loner and replied, "This is Seska. As you can see, she has been badly hurt and I thought that Phoenixtear could take care of her until she gets better..." His voice faded away and he looked down at his paws, waiting to hear what Dustfoot would say.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Sept 8, 2007 15:44:53 GMT -5
Dustfoot nodded in agreement. "I'd except the same from any warrior." He mewed and a warm smile, though the smile was forced. He still wasn't in much of a smiling mood. He missed his daughter. "Take her to Pheonixtears den then." With that, Dustfoot turned and padded to a group of apprentices who he was suppost to be helping with their assesment.
Seska hated being treated like she wasn't there. Who did this cat think he was? She would never have been treated like that in Malice Pack. She was respected there. And Medicine cat? What was that? Either way, Seska was happy to see the tom leave.
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Post by Berry™ on Sept 9, 2007 12:19:54 GMT -5
Oceanpaw's beatiful tan fur bristled as she smelled a rogue. The dainty she cat apprentice looked round the corner of the den, and saw an injured, pretty she cat. Oceanpaw saw dustfoot and heard his calm voice. So this rogue must mean no trouble. "Ouch, that looks bad. Pheonixtear, we have an injured one here." she yowled to her mentor. Her ocean deep blue gaze fixed on the tattered she cat. This would be hard to treat.
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Post by »West(y) on Sept 10, 2007 18:52:10 GMT -5
"I'd except the same from any warrior."
Soaringeagle looked up as Dustfoot smiled. Not that happy of a smile...but at least it's a smile...
"Take her to Pheonixtears den then."
He nodded and started towards the Medicine Cat's Den, twitching his tail for Seska to follow him.
"Ouch, that looks bad. Pheonixtear, we have an injured one here."
The beautiful creamy-colored-and-red she-cat came walking over to see her appretnice looking a badly hurt loner. "I see," she meowed. "Fetch the herbs, please, Oceanpaw," she added.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Sept 10, 2007 19:07:14 GMT -5
Seska followed Soaringeagle to a near by den. She looked at the two other cats. She thought she heard the younger one call the second cat Pheonixtears. "It is." She mewed to the tan she-cat, a half smile on her face.
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Post by Berry™ on Sept 11, 2007 10:29:35 GMT -5
Oceanpaw hastily trotted to where the herbs were. Her fur raised once she was out of everyone's sight. Oceanpaw wanted to trust this imposter cat. "No harm...innocent cat." She forced herself to say that. Oceanpaw usually talked to herself like this, her inner self seemed to know what to do...
She grabbed some appropriate herbs. "Here we go, Pheonixtear!" The little she cat chirped sweetly and sorted them into order in front of her mentor, and the scarred loner.
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Post by »West(y) on Sept 11, 2007 17:21:24 GMT -5
"I is."
Phoenixtear looked at the loner with a look of confusion. "I is? Um...Okay...Could I please have your name?"
"Here we go, Pheonixtear!"
The Medicine Cat turned and carefully got the herbs from Oceanpaw. She sat down and began making the poultice with a will.
Soaringeagle looked at Seska, but didn't say anything. Maybe she thinks that we don't speak the way she speaks... He watched Phoenixtear work her magic. Medicine Cats always have amazed him and he enjoyed watching them.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Sept 11, 2007 19:35:02 GMT -5
((OCC: TYPE-O! lol, sorry I ment IT is. It is. She was reasponeding to the 'Och, that looks bad'))
"Seska." Seska mewed, sitting down by the 'Medicine cat.' The name still sounded weird to her. "A rouge attacked me when I was on my way to my barn." She had heard loners often lived in barns, and figured it was a believable story. She looked at the wounds Venom had given her the night before. He had always been a deadly fighter, though Seska thought she could beat him in a fight.
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Post by »West(y) on Sept 12, 2007 14:14:53 GMT -5
+OOC+ Oh! xD lol! +
"Seska."
The beautiful long-haired she-cat nodded.
"A rouge attacked me when I was on my way to my barn."
That sounds true enough... But Phoenixtear still didn't trust Seska. Something about her made her seem...Something wasn't right...The Medicine Cat put the poultice on the cuts. "Now, this will probably sting a little, but your cuts will get better," she explained to the loner.
Soaringeagle listened to Seska with trust shining in his eyes. He seemed to find no fault in the pretty loner and felt somewhat attracted to her. "That must have been horrible!" he meowed, concern in his voice.
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Post by Berry™ on Sept 13, 2007 10:28:28 GMT -5
(ooc: hehe i makes typos all da time)
Oceanpaw shuddred as the herbs went on to Seska's scars and cuts, and seeing the loner flinch a little made her more confident - it looked more painful than it really was. She felt content watching her mentor do the thing she did best - heal the deepest of wounds. Her bright eyes shifted away from them as she turned her gaze to her nest, and she sat down a distance away.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Sept 13, 2007 18:43:17 GMT -5
Seska flinched a bit, gritting her teeth as the Medicine cat applied the poltice. She looked at Soaringeagle, curious about the the concern in his voice. "It was." She mewed, trying to make her voice sound a little high pitch with fear at the supposed memory of her attack. She closed her green eyes and turned away, a tear rolling down her cheak. She had always been able to cry convincingly.
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Post by »West(y) on Sept 13, 2007 19:02:04 GMT -5
"It was."
Soaringeagle heard the high pitched note in her voice and saw the single tear roll down her face and felt completely srry for her; his eyes showing all. The tom nudged lightly and whispered, with a comferting voice, "It's okay; it's all over now"
Phoenixtear watched the pair with little satisfaction. She didn't like the idea of a Clan warrior getting together with a loner...Especally with one that she knew she couldn't trust. "Now since you are staying with us, I must see you everyday, you with not be able to leave for a patrol or hunting group, and you might even have to stay in my den if it gets worse," she meowed coollly.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Sept 13, 2007 20:23:53 GMT -5
Seska opened her eyes and looked into Soaringeagles. "I now." She sniffled, whiping the tear away with her paw. "Thanks you. You really are so kind." Her voice was honey-sweet and she gave him a greatful look that she hoped she'd never have to give a clan cat again. She looked over at the Medicine cat. She didn't like her much, but she had planned to stay in the camp for a while anyway, try to boost the clans trust in her. She could tell the she-cat didn't trust her. "Ok, but you've already done so much. I can just sleep outside if that's more convenient?" She mewed, sounding sincere. In truth, she hated sleeping outside but the thought of sleeping in the herb filled den made her queasy. She'd always hated the sent of dried herbs. It smelt too sickiningly sweet to her.
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