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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 3, 2014 23:52:18 GMT
"Very good. What does it do, and do you eat it or make a poultice?" Dahliaheart asked. She was running through the easy ones first, just to be sure Whistlepaw had the basics.
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Post by nightwhisper on Jun 4, 2014 0:03:11 GMT
Whistlepaw thought for a moment. "Eat it?" she answered. She was a little unsure.
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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 4, 2014 0:08:36 GMT
"Correct. Now what does it do?"
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Post by nightwhisper on Jun 4, 2014 0:11:14 GMT
"It cures greencough and whitecough!" she mewed enthusiastically.
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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 4, 2014 0:15:03 GMT
Dahliaheart grinned. It was always fun to teach cats who loved what they were doing. "Great! Now i don't expect you to know this one," she mewed, holding up a tall stemmed plant with dark leaves.
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Post by nightwhisper on Jun 4, 2014 0:21:16 GMT
Whistlepaw stared at the plant, willing herself to remember what it was. Then it hit her. "Burdock!" she squealed.
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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 4, 2014 3:42:55 GMT
"And it's use is....?" Dahliaheart prompted.
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Post by nightwhisper on Jun 4, 2014 4:10:35 GMT
"Rat bites- or just bites in general," she mewed before adding, "and to stop infections."
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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 4, 2014 4:14:37 GMT
Wow. Her tran was good. "Amazing!" Dahliaheart smiled. "Let's try some harder stuff now," she added, snagging a tall plant with a yellow flower.
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Post by nightwhisper on Jun 4, 2014 4:32:38 GMT
(just to let you know i know it's goldenrod but she needs to get a few wrong so yeah) Whistlepaw narrowed her eyes at the plant, deep in thought. She growled softly with frustration. "I know it starts with 'golden'," she mewed. She hissed at the ground angrily before turning to her mentor and saying, "I don't know." Her pelt was hot with shame. She looked down at her paws.
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Post by new account on Jun 4, 2014 14:59:30 GMT
she stood faceing lumi,scared and wanting to escape what was co meing to her now. she had to stand still and shut up while anopther cat beat her up. it was wrong. it was crule. it was in-cat.[like in-human, ya' know?]
she raised her paw and began.
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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 4, 2014 16:06:02 GMT
"It's fine. You almost had it though. Goldenrod is the name. I didn't expect you to know that, seeing as you became my tran only recently," Dahliaheart reassured Whistlepaw. "For future reference, the poultice of goldenrod can be used to heal wounds."
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Post by new account on Jun 4, 2014 23:18:16 GMT
[yo, spot? i have a HUGE and awesome plot coming up that i will tell you on the plot thread, but for know, you need to predict this prophicy glass shall take over:but she shall fall to clover:then winther shall rise: and call opon old ties]
lumi was satisfied with the damage of the good, so she left the cat on the cold forest ground
she wasn't shure wich of the varous blows had knocked her out, but she had been out cold.
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Post by spottedleaf on Jun 4, 2014 23:19:28 GMT
(Ooh that sound cool!!!)
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Post by new account on Jun 4, 2014 23:20:05 GMT
glassy woke to see the cat she ahad escaped from long ago.
the new glassy walked into camp, hurting all at once. who was she? or rather, who was she playing? she gasped at the pain. why? what had her old self done? she tossed aside suspisions and did winters bidding and limped to her bed. how did she know somethings and not others? it all depended what information winter shoved into her all-to-willing head.
lumi padded into camp, it was still dark, but anyone could see her limp, even in the dark. what had just happened?
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