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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 11, 2008 20:46:40 GMT -5
Scythebark stood at the entrance to camp, a fat frog clamped in his jaws, as the rest of his patrol moved off to do various things. he just wanted to stand for a minute there, and survey the goings on, the bustling cats and chattering. This Leaf-bare had yet to be a particularly tough one, what with all the frogs burried in the banks, BEGGING to be dug up. It was sun high, but you couldn't really tell. The dark clouds had rolled over the sun, and flecks of snow were drifting down. Ah, how peaceful... GACK! Scythebark let out a squeak as something heavy landed on his back and he crashed to the ground. A familiar and unwanted cat was the culprit, ludicrously colored yellow with purple diamonds in his pelt. "Hello~" Meowed Clopar sing-songy, craneing his head over Scythebark, so Scythebark looked up at him upside-down. "Get off!" Growled the poor, aching-backed Scythebark.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 14, 2008 16:42:22 GMT -5
(( Lol, where's Silver? XP ))
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Post by Tants on Dec 15, 2008 0:03:49 GMT -5
"Get off my deputy!" the leader demanded from the circuit. Yes, no doubt this tom was a circuit. He was their leader, or so she supposed. The purple diamonded cat always seemed to be in the thick of the mischief. She unsheathed her claws ready for a battle.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 15, 2008 13:59:54 GMT -5
"Sorry about that." Clopar mewed, side-stepping off of Scytehbark. "Really, Scythebark, you shouldn't stand where cats are jumping." Scythebark scrambled up, whipped around and growled theateningly at the Circuit. Cloapr simply grinned, sat, and tucked his tail round his paws. "Now now, no need for that." He cooed. "I'm here to talk to your Clan, not fight." Said he, looking over at the leader.
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Post by Tants on Dec 16, 2008 9:41:34 GMT -5
Silverstar took her place next to Scythebark. Her tail gently touched his side. It was sort of a reassurance. "What do you wish to talk about?" she questioned curiously. If it was good enough, she'd hear it. If not, he was to be killed, or at least chased off their lands. Their was a weird vibe in the air, and she didn't like it.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 16, 2008 13:01:36 GMT -5
"Hm." Clopar paused and put his nose in the air, apparently smelling something that no one else could. His eyes swept the clearing and momentarily rested on a few cats out of them. "You have heard of the sickness, haven't you, Silverstar?" He asked, looking out of the corner of his eye at Silverstar. "Have you ever thought about what has caused it, or searched for the cure?"
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Post by Tants on Dec 16, 2008 19:13:15 GMT -5
"Yes, all of the clans had been hit with the deadly disease. Everyone knows of it." she answered the toms question. "We have tried to find what caused it, and we've tried harder to find a cure. Why?" she questioned suspiciously. She didn't like giving to much information to the circuits.
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Post by yellow on Dec 16, 2008 20:25:32 GMT -5
Stormcall froze. He saw Clopar. "Clopar?" Stormcall meowed nervously. "You had better not that other cat." He knew who he was talking about.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 16, 2008 20:41:18 GMT -5
(( You had better not that other cat? Huh?))
Clopar's ears twitched and he chuckled. "Well, I do hope that everyone is lsitening, as this si for everyone to know." His looked over everyone in the clearing, and tilted his head at what tormcall had meowed. "Well, most cats seem to believe that we have brought it with us, but, in truth, it's been here much longer then we have. During the war with the rogues; Specifically, the fight within MapleClan camp. "You see, a toxin had been brought in by the twolegs, and was in the air at the time, effecting everything, even the prey. It infecting all the cats in the valley during the war, activated by the injuries and the stress. "You will have noticed that it has touched even cats that were not here then, because it is contagious through the air and touch. So it is in every one of you, just laying dormant, and awaiting conditions with which to activate in disease." His fur fluffed and he shivered for a second. "It's cold here."
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Post by Tants on Dec 20, 2008 23:05:43 GMT -5
Silverstar was weary with the tom. "If this is true, why hasn't everyone died in the last up coming? Duskclan has been through stress and injuries, and not many of our cats have been sick." she retorted, not wanting to believe him. If what he said was true, the whole clan could die over night. The silver she-cat started to think. They had to get a cure. They had to get rid of the disease, but how?
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 20, 2008 23:49:01 GMT -5
"Because all of you have different coding that runs what happens to you and when it does. Perhaps the disease has decided it doesn't like the particular humidity today, or there is some unknown force dipicting all of the actions surrounding you and they have decided that they don't want you to die quite yet ((Lol.)). Either way, I have no clue, I don't analyze situations." His tail twitched. "At any rate, it is quite lucky for you all that we have just so happened to be passing through. We, in fact, know the cure. However, we can't give it to you unless a certain condition is passed that will allow it to take effect. And that, Silverstar, would be you and the rogues need to get along for once, and live with each other. In the same camps, just so I'm not misunderstood."
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Post by Tants on Dec 20, 2008 23:52:24 GMT -5
She seemed to freeze. What he was asking was insane. After what they had done to Pewterclan, how could she let those blood filthy traitors live with her clan. If she didn't they all may die. She turned to Scythebark for some help. This wasn't something she could decide on her own. She needed her clan to back her up.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 21, 2008 0:02:06 GMT -5
Scythebark's ears were shaking slightly, and his gaze was absolute concentration as he stared at Clopar. Clopar returned the stare, intently leaning forward little by little before having a massive twitch-spazz that only lasted for half-a-blink, and compiling himself so fast that the regular observer wouldn't think anything had actually happened. Scythebark blinked at this, thought himself a little crazy, but turned to Silverstar, still pondering. "Silverstar, I think that... The rogues are certainly trouble-makers and not to be taken lightly. But perhaps this should be a possibility, if perhaps the other Clans are doing such a thing as well and are willing to suport us if we do the same. The other Clans do know of this, Clopar?" "Of course. Weren't you listening? Looks like MapleClan agrees, PewterClan made no sense but I'm assuming no, and we're still waiting on CrescentClan." Mewed the psycho tom, breifly humming musak. "Err... Okay...?" Blinked the deputy.
(( Scythebark probably thinks himself insane, by now p= ))
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Post by cloudstar on Dec 22, 2008 19:53:04 GMT -5
"PweterClan refused because the Rogues ATTACKED THEM." a voice said angirly. Irishpaw paded into veiw. "I, for one, know that nearly all of DuskClan would refuse to live with Rogues." she said, hardly caring about what anyone thought.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 22, 2008 21:04:30 GMT -5
"I never argued about why they refused, and frankly, I don't care. It's not my problem." Yawned Clopar, blinking at Irishpaw. "And I know for a fact that you DON'T know the opinions of the whole of the Clan. At least I don't lie, missie."
((Short post. ARRRGGGHH.))
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