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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:16:57 GMT -5
Blazepaw peered from behind Whitechest and opened his eyes in fear, "W-Whitechest! There's sick-scent everywhere!"
Petalflight moaned and thrashed in delerium as if fighting the horrible pain that held onto her.
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:20:07 GMT -5
Whitechest's eyes widened when he saw Petalflight. "Blazepaw, go back to camp. Get Reedwhisker," he ordered and watched Petalflight, trying to figure out what was wrong with her.
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:29:47 GMT -5
Blazepaw nodded briskly and took off running in the other direction.
Petalflight silently moaned, "No! I want peace Shardheart, not war!" She was floating in a pool of memories, this one was about a battle not too long ago.
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:32:57 GMT -5
Whitechest poked Petalflight. "Are you alright?" he aksed.
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:35:23 GMT -5
Petalflight gave an ear-splitting shriek and screamed, "No Shardheart! This war must end once and for all!" She thrashed against Whitechest's touch.
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:38:28 GMT -5
Whitechest scrambled backwards. "What war?" he asked in bewilderment.
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:41:22 GMT -5
Petalflight now seemed to think Whitechest was Shardheart and muttered, "You dare ask me what war Shardheart? The war between our Clans. I know you didn't steal prey, and I am sure your Clanmate didn't kill Yellowkit, but Dashingstar won't listen to me!" With this she turned towards Whitechest and opened her white and now sightless eyes.
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:45:26 GMT -5
Whitechest backed up quickly from Petalflight. "I am not not Shardheart. I am Whitechest, deputy of BoulderClan.
Reedwhisker came loping foreward and looked at Petalflight. She set down her hebs and began looking for poppyseeds.
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:48:20 GMT -5
Petalflight's voice lowered to a whisper, "We were once friends Shardheart. I guess it was a doomed friendship from the start. But you must listen, in my hour of death StarClan have spoke to me. Some great trouble is coming. It will-" But she paused.
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 19:51:08 GMT -5
"Will what?" Whitechest asked.
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 20:03:33 GMT -5
But Petalflight was gone. She had died painfully after being blinded by a disease that had been dormant for a long time.
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 21:06:35 GMT -5
Reedwhisker sniffed Petalflight carefully. She sighed and sat back. "She's dead. And I suggest all of us have a nice wash in the stream to get the disease washed from our pelts," she meowed.[/color]
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 21:12:59 GMT -5
Blazepaw suddenly rushed back and meowed quickly, "What-did-I-miss-Whitechest?" Then he saw the dead cat and murmured, "Oh."
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Post by Fernstar on Dec 1, 2006 21:14:17 GMT -5
Whitechest looked at the stream and then ran over and jumped in. Reedwhisker followed him. "I suggest you do the same," he meowed. "Wash the sickness from your fur."
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Post by Shardstar on Dec 1, 2006 21:15:40 GMT -5
Blazepaw quietly did as he was told. He rolled around in the stream.
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