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Post by Squid on Dec 1, 2007 15:55:01 GMT -5
Soulfrost's vision blurred then faded. If DreamClan chose to kill her now then so be it, but she would like nothing more than to stay here with IceClan, her kits, her mate, and her best friend. A quiet voice echoed through the tunnels "Soulfrost? Fearowstrike? Swirlmask?" Polarpaw weaved around icicles. Polarpaw had seen the three cats leave camp and he'd been near the cave when the icicles had fallen and had heard all the noises so he came to see.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 1, 2007 16:43:43 GMT -5
Quollpaw raced after her brother, staggering behind Polarpaw. "What are we doing?" She meowed, voice echoing across the vacant lands as they neared the tunnels. "Why are we going to the tunnels?"
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Post by Amber on Dec 1, 2007 17:08:57 GMT -5
OOC: Remember, there's icicles around the ground now. for when they come in, btw.
Fearowstrike still murmured softly to Soulfrost. "...you'll be a warrior like always. And you'll be with your kits...and they won't have to deal with you leaving them...and..." she whispered, but Soulfrost was already dead. She leaned back, letting out a cry of anguish that echoed mournfully around the tunnels.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 1, 2007 17:16:39 GMT -5
Fearowstrike's cry reached Quollpaw's ear. The femme dashed ahead of her brother, running into the tunnels. Icicles littered the frozen ground, and the brown and white pelted femme dodged them, sliding to a halt beside Fearowstrike. Blue orbs widened at seeing Soulfrost, her own mother, dead before her eyes. Emotions roiled thruogh Quollpaw's mind, but none seemed to break surface. Only pure shock as she gazed at Soulfrost's body.
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Post by Squid on Dec 1, 2007 17:24:44 GMT -5
Polarpaw froze as he run up behind his sister "W-what happened?" He asked, his voice shaky as he looked at his mother broken, lifeless body.
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Post by Amber on Dec 1, 2007 17:31:27 GMT -5
"The fox," Fearowstrike stated hoarsely, flicking her tail to its dead body lying a ways away, speared too by an icicle. Her own puncture paw was releasing a puddle of blood around her, mixing in with Soulfrost's. But now her health didn't matter. Not anymore. "We fought it - me, Soulfrost, Swirlmask, and Rapidrush...but it caused the icicles to fall. One went straight through my paw, and Swirlmask and Rapidrush stopped to help me. I'm...I'm sorry. If I had taken care of myself....they could've...helped her."
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Post by Brambles on Dec 1, 2007 17:35:54 GMT -5
Quollpaw shoved past Fearowstrike, burying herself in her mothers already cold fur. Inaudible murmured escaped Quollpaw's mouth as she paid her respects for Soulfrost.
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Post by Squid on Dec 1, 2007 17:37:45 GMT -5
Polarpaw shook his head sadly "Its not your fault Fearowstrike" He said, walking over to sit beside Quollpaw.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 1, 2007 17:40:22 GMT -5
"How is Father going to take this?" Quollpaw meowed, voice hoarse, to Polarpaw. "What will he think..." Quollpaw trailed off, her flanks heaving as she fought the sorrow that threatened to overwhelm her.
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Post by Amber on Dec 1, 2007 17:42:37 GMT -5
Fearowstrike waited for Polarpaw to pay his respects to Soulfrost, so that she could. She was still in a state of shock, and her whole body felt numb. Her paw, still covering the ground with blood, didn't hurt. Only her heart did. An empty feeling swept over her and she bowed her head without saying anything. What would they tell Mustangstar?
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Post by Squid on Dec 1, 2007 17:48:50 GMT -5
Polarpaw finally moved away from Soulfrost's body "What about Swanpaw?" He asked, looking down at Quollpaw.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 1, 2007 17:51:01 GMT -5
"Swanpaw will feel no different than we do now." Quollpaw murmured, stepping back from Soulfrost's body. Her mind kept drifting to Mustangstar, wondering, what? That he may feel the same? Of course he would, as Soulfrost was his mate.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Dec 7, 2007 18:09:39 GMT -5
Swirlmark looked down at Soulfrost, her eyes clouding over with sadness. Then she turned to the apprentices and Fearowstrike. "We should get back to camp soon." She meowed.
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