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Post by mudmask on Nov 18, 2007 19:41:04 GMT -5
Hardsoul leapt into action as Nightfeather spoke. His mind raced and he found himself again bolting through the camp. The camp seemed to be moving so slowly around him, like it took a whole season to cross. His paws felt like they had trees tied to them and he fought the chilly air. His heart was pounding so hard he thought it might leap from his chest at any moment. Suddenly, the world sped up, and his claws thundered into the medicine cat den. He searched the den for cobwebs and easily found them. They stuck to his paws as he carefully tried to transport them to the warriors den. Finnally he reappeared and hurried over to Nightfeather. He carefuly arranged them on her wound and stepped back to look at her. She had her neck extended upwards and she clearly was trying to roll on her back. He himself was breathing hard, and he thought he caught a whiff of death in the air.
That was the bad thing about death....
It never slept...
If she died he could be blamed. Who would believe him if he was found standing over her mangled deceased body, he would surely be killed as well.
  
((thats sorta how he feels))
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Post by kowala on Nov 25, 2007 10:02:29 GMT -5
Nightfeather looked at Hardsoul, she loved his expression right now. She was put over the edge and burst out laughing.
"Calm down Love! I'm not going to Starclan yet, if they want me they're gunna have to expect a good fight." She pause a warm but silly grin arrived on her face.
"I'm not that soft."
Hehe, she thought as she brought herself up to a sitting position. The cobwebs soaked up what little blood was on her neck. It seemed to stop flowing and finally sealed up, even if it was the slightest bit it counted for something right?
Nightfeather continued to smile and wondered what she would do without this silly tom. Her smile broadened as she looked into Hardsoul's eyes and saw the fear of herself lying dead on the floor. Her eyes lit up.
'So he really does care doesn't he?'
Nightfeather got up slowly, the wound in her neck exaggerating her movements and got to her paws. She looked into Hardsoul's eyes. The pools of goldness were soft and mezmerizing, she slowly crept up to him and licked him on the cheek ever so gently. She brushed her pelt up against his and stood there, she continually licked his cheek with the shortest and softest of licks.
"You and me together through the days and nights. I dont worry cause everythings gunna be alright.." she stood there.
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Post by Mudmaskk on Nov 25, 2007 18:58:57 GMT -5
Hardsoul relaxed as Nightfeather spoke.
'Calm down love! I'm not going to Starclan yet, if they want me they're gunna have to expect a good fight.'
He paused for a second, thinking he would burst into rage, but just laughed. There was nothing for him to do here. He was WAY overeacting! He looked up at her and knew he really did care.
She'll become your weakness! If she dies in battle, you will dwell on it!
But Hardsoul thought against it,
Where did I get that voice anways? Must have been from father... He is still haunting me!
"What was I thinking? everyone knows Nightfeather is tougher than THAT!" He felt the lick on his cheek and shook his head.
You'll become each others weaknesses!
"SHUTUP!" cried Hardsoul out loud by accident. he realized his mistake and turned away from her. He gathered his strength and looked back. "I hate my father. Why does he have to do this to me? All I ever wanted was for him to love Ice too!" ((Ice is his sister's name. I named her that))
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