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limb ot what looks like to be med place, very low voice here
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this is ICEGEM ON THE RUN!


help..........

Thorntalon sees the hen running towards her. "Are you okay?"
 
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limb ot what looks like to be med place, very low voice here
tongue.png
this is ICEGEM ON THE RUN!


help..........

Thorntalon sees the hen running towards her. "Are you okay?"

my leg, and wing, had to run, from SC and HC
 
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Thorntalon sees the hen running towards her. "Are you okay?"

my leg, and wing, had to run, from SC and HC

"Oh no."
 
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"Oh no."

pass out from flying to munch

Thorntalon runs to the passed out hen and lugs her to the medicine den where she examines her wings; which seem sprained. She takes a piece of bark and grass and ties it to each wing to keep them from bending out of shape. She rubs sap on her injuries and sticks lichen on top of them and wraps grass over them.
 
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pass out from flying to munch

Thorntalon runs to the passed out hen and lugs her to the medicine den where she examines her wings; which seem sprained. She takes a piece of bark and grass and ties it to each wing to keep them from bending out of shape. She rubs sap on her injuries and sticks lichen on top of them and wraps grass over them.

mumble

my,my,bag, it,it,it in, front,front of, of the med,med cave
 
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Thorntalon runs to the passed out hen and lugs her to the medicine den where she examines her wings; which seem sprained. She takes a piece of bark and grass and ties it to each wing to keep them from bending out of shape. She rubs sap on her injuries and sticks lichen on top of them and wraps grass over them.

mumble

my,my,bag, it,it,it in, front,front of, of the med,med cave

"Eh?"
 
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mumble

my,my,bag, it,it,it in, front,front of, of the med,med cave

"Eh?"

try to get up but cant

my bag, i need it, it has my only things
 
The sun was low by the time Silver had made her way around the camp several times, trying to familiarize herself with her surroundings. Although honored to be invited to sleep on the warriors' perches, she couldn't close her eyes just yet, there was too much to see and think about, and her legs kept taking her in long, meandering walks around the silver rippling water and the trees, whose leaves were tormented by a harsh breeze. To her delight, the old white hen had made her way to WingClan, and she couldn't wait to thank her for telling her of this wonderful place. There surely couldn't be an evening better than this!

Suddenly, Silver saw a dark shape crash to the grown and being borne away to the medicine den. Concerned, she darted over to the den.

Dipping her head respectfully to the medicine hen inside, she stared at the patient, lying in the collection of soft leaves. "I heard the commotion," she explained, though with wide eyes at the injuries the new hen possessed, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
 
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