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Post by Mothpaw on Oct 3, 2005 13:19:33 GMT -5
Mothpaw sprinted into the warm den that smelled of comforting herbs. She sat, crouched over a pile of them mumering to herself, "Chevril root for bellyaches, Tea tree oil for sore bones, rose hips for white cough." She repeted some of the things her mentor had taught her and wondered if Starclan would accept her...
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Post by ~*Whitestar*~ on Oct 3, 2005 13:25:06 GMT -5
Oceanpaw walked in the dena nd meowed
"Hi mothpaw'
then she smiled,
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Post by Mothpaw on Oct 5, 2005 12:48:46 GMT -5
"Hi!how are you? Do you want to go collect herbs with me?" She purred happy to be around another cat.
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Post by ~*Whitestar*~ on Oct 5, 2005 20:34:21 GMT -5
Oceanpaw nodded.
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Post by Mothpaw on Oct 9, 2005 3:41:57 GMT -5
"Where shall we go then?" She meowed sitting down and chewing on some herbs.
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Post by ~*Whitestar*~ on Oct 9, 2005 7:17:02 GMT -5
Oceanpaw shruged as she meowed
"your the med.cat appprentice"
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Post by Mothpaw on Oct 15, 2005 17:40:00 GMT -5
"Well.. How about... Oooo.. we need some chevril root!" She exclaimed.
((is there a river around here??))
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