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Post by Brambles on Oct 27, 2007 15:49:25 GMT -5
Rowanfrost slammed a paw to the ground, grasping desperatly to slow her fall down the slope. She resorted to using her own jaws and caught a rock, cracking a tooth but caring nothing of it. The gray femme stood wearily, shuddering against the torrent of wind and rain that pummeled into her. "Finchpaw!" Rowanfrost called out. "Finchpaw!" The femme craned her head from side to side, looking but seeing nothing. Rowanfrost began to climb back up the slope, wincing in pain. She looked at her side and grimaced at the gash that was inlaid upon her pelt, but trudged onwards, calling the apprentices name.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Oct 29, 2007 16:36:28 GMT -5
Finchpaw continued running down the slope, then slid on the slippery ground until he slammed into something. He looked up, and realized it was a huge boulder. When he had collided with it, he had hurt his leg. It was now bleeding profusely, but he barely paid attention. He stood back up and continued to search for Rowanfrost. "Rowanfrost!" He called again, as loud as he could. he started running down the slope again until he collided with something else. This time it wasn't a boulder. Instead, it was Rowanfrost. "I can't believe I found you!" He meowed. "Are you alright?"
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Post by Brambles on Oct 29, 2007 16:43:17 GMT -5
Rowanfrost slipped and slammed to the ground, her chin colliding with the muddy earth. The femme lifted her head and nuzzled Finchpaw quickly. "Thank DreamClan you are still okay." The former leader looked around her at the mad scene before them. Never before had she ever seen anything like this. "I'll live, but we must get off this mountain!" The gray femme called to Finchpaw, leading the way down the steep, rugged path, long tail curled over the apprentice's neck to keep him close.
OOC: Should Rowanfrost die?? lol
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Oct 29, 2007 17:01:15 GMT -5
Finchpaw shuffled around, looking at the ground to make sure he didn't slip. Rowanfrost's tail was around his neck, keeping him steady as he made his way down the slope. Ever so often he slipped, bumping into Rowanfrost slightly, but he always regained his footing before he slip too far.
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Post by Brambles on Oct 29, 2007 17:07:41 GMT -5
The winds began to die down, but the rain still drenched the retreating cats and made the pathway a dangerous route, but the only one. Rowanfrost lokoed over her shoulder to make sure Finchpaw was still holding out, then turned forwards again. The former leaders caot was plastered to her frame, making her look nearly starving. Rowanfrost knew she must have broken a rib or done something, as she could not breath easily, and as every moment passed it grew harder to breath. After only a few more fox-lengths down the path, Rowanfrost coughed heavily and collapsed, sliding a few tail-lengths down the muddy path before coming to a halt, the rain continuing to fall in torrents.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Oct 29, 2007 17:14:14 GMT -5
As Rowanfrost slid away, Finchpaw ran after her, his paws splashing water everywhere. When she stopped, he skidded to a halt right beside her, his eyes filled with worry. "Rowanfrost!" He meowed, his voice full of worry. "What's wrong?" He asked, not knowing what to do.
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Post by Brambles on Oct 29, 2007 17:18:18 GMT -5
Rowanfrost mumbled something incoherently, then her blue eyes glazed over, the femme's head dropping back to the sodden ground. For some of the longest moments that could occur, Rowanfrost remained still, her bodice growing cold. Almost as suddenly as it had happened, Rowanfrost gasped for air, her eyes beginning to glow again with life. She sat upright, spluttering out through the drenching rain. Rowanfrost looked up at Finchpaw, murmuring almost too quiet to be heard, "I just lost a life." It had been a long time since Rowanfrost had experience death.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Oct 29, 2007 17:37:52 GMT -5
Finchpaw’s eyes opened wide with surprise. “You lost a life?” He asked, mostly talking to himself. “But how?” His dark blue eyes were narrowed in confusion. It didn’t seem like there had been anything wrong with Rowanfrost.
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Post by Brambles on Oct 29, 2007 18:02:32 GMT -5
"It must have been something internal, but I'll be fine, come one we must get off the mountain." Rowanfrost replied, again taking the lead. Her blue orbs scanned the muddy path before them. The femme sighed gratefully as the rain and winds finally let up, moving away into the West.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Oct 30, 2007 14:30:39 GMT -5
Finchpaw looked up at the storm moved away; the dark gray clouds gently rolling west. He was grateful that it had finally stopped. He glanced over at Rowanfrost, his eyes filled with worry. He didn't want her to lose another life. He sighed and continued to pick his way down the side of the muddy mountain.
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Post by Brambles on Oct 30, 2007 19:08:24 GMT -5
The path before their paws grew wider as time passed, and soon they reached the foot of the volcano. Rowanfrost coughed heavily and stumbled, nearly collapsing onto the still muddy ground under her paws.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Oct 30, 2007 19:44:12 GMT -5
As Rowanfrost stumbled, Finchpaw quickly moved over to her side and pushed up against her body, trying to help support her. "It's not too much further." He meowed, trying to keep the older cat's hopes up. His blue eyes shined with determination. He didn't want to let anything else bad happen to Rowanfrost.
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Post by Brambles on Oct 30, 2007 22:24:03 GMT -5
Rowanfrost only grunted in reply, then lifted her head wearily, having heard something approach them. Battlestorm raced over the muddy terrain as fast as she could, trying desperatly to keep herself from slipping. "Rowanfrost!" The black and brown femme called out, losing her footing and slamming headfirst into the mud. Battlestorm wuickly got back up and raced to the former leaders side. "Finchpaw what happened?"
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 1, 2007 14:44:47 GMT -5
Finchpaw looked at the she-cat and meowed, "We were just up on the volcano talking. Then all of a sudden, the wind started to blow really hard... and it started to rain. The path down the volcano was really slippery. Rowanfrost slid down the mountain and got hurt." He closed his eyes, remembering the few minutes the storm had lasted. Even though the storm was short, it seemed like it had lasted a lifetime. When he opened his dark blue eyes again, he continued. "Then when we found each other again, Rowanfrost lost a life. She said she thinks it was from something internal..." The tom paused again and looked over at Rowanfrost, seeing if she had anything to say.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 1, 2007 19:44:05 GMT -5
Rowanfrost nodded weakly in response, adding, "That log....it was thrown into me by the wind...that must be it." The femme let her head drop onto the damp ground, closing her eyes. All she wanted was sleep. It seemed to be the only thing that mattered anymore...
...Battlestorm turned to Rowanfrost, listening quietly, then gave a small cry as Rowanfrost stopped breathing for the second time that day. "Finchpaw, please, go get Silverdream. When Rowanfrost awakens, she will need a medicine cat." Battlestorm crouched beside the former leaders body, laying her brown and black head on Rowanfrost's shoulder. "Hang on to your last lives Rowanfrost. You can make it..." Battlestorm murmured weakly.
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