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Post by temper on Jul 29, 2014 5:19:10 GMT
Stage wasn't doing much in the way of things. He was still trying to figure out if he needed to have an apprentice or not. No one so far in Swiftclan had wanted to even deal with herbs as far as he could see and he gave a soft sigh. Because of his constant thinking the smoke black tabby had not been paying attention to where he was going. So when the ground disappeared beneath him he let out a yelp and tumbled right into a patch of thorns. Sharp pain of the thorns digging into his back made him gasp but he didn't struggle for that would only hurt worse so instead he yowled for help.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 1, 2014 14:11:26 GMT
"jeez," vinepaw snorted, coming over. "you could've just said 'help' and i'd be here," he rolled his eyes. was stage afraid to ask for help? as far as he knew, he was a gentleman sort of dude and could ask for help any time he wanted to. "um, should i pull it out quickly or take it slow and steady?" he added, staring at the thorn.
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Post by temper on Aug 2, 2014 2:41:22 GMT
Stage sighed a bit as he wormed his way out of the patch of thorns and moved his way toward Vinepaw. He turned so the thorn was seen on his back and frowned a bit. "Just pull it out and find some marigold to put on it. He spoke with tension clear in his voice.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 2, 2014 4:01:49 GMT
"alright," vinepaw counted. one, two, three ...! he yanked the thorn out of the medic's back and picked up goldenrod by accident. "how does marigold look again?" he asked, unsure of his decision to pick the herb.
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Post by temper on Aug 2, 2014 5:53:57 GMT
Stagefright turned to sniff the plant and he frowned a bit. "That is goldenrod. Marigold is a golden looking flower." He muttered as he focused his sightless white eyes in the direction he thought Vinestar was.
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Post by Civet. on Aug 2, 2014 7:47:02 GMT
"they're both gold," the leader protested but shrugged and looked for a non-similar, yet golden flower. he applied some of it on the shoulder of the medic.
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