~Warriors RP II~

I'm sorry Owl. My bad. It got so low on my recent threads I couldn't see this one.
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Silverstripe didn't even look sideways at him as she passed him while she went to bury the bones of the mouse. She came back in, and still hungry, took a squirrel.
Shadowpelt finally noticed her, but did nothing. He resumed his watching. I'm a prisoner in my own clan. He thought, the tips of his ears drooping.

"He's only sorry because he can't see Silverstream anymore," Silverstripe muttered. "He doesn't give a mousetail about how I feel." She got rid of the bones and retreated back into the medicine den again. Her eyes seemed to be a mix of hatred and depression.
Later, Shadowpelt snuck to the medicine den, when Silverstripe was asleep. He looked around for Cloudshade. "Cloudshade?" he called quietly.

(I have a small plan. Could you go along with it?)

Cloudshade was sorting through herbs. Most of the Clan was heading off to their nests. "Yes?" She had, for the most part, stayed out of the whole circus, though she was a bit more reserved with him.

(Yeah)
(I want him, in the past, to have asked Cloudshade how Silverstripe was every day when she was asleep... think that'll work?)

"How is she?" he asked, his tail and ears flicking nervously.

(Sure)

"Doing better," Cloudshade replied, "but she's... just not recovering as fast as she really should." Inwardly Cloudshade was worried about her; Silverstripe seemed to be a bit more lethargic every day.

Silkies....
(Thanks)

"I couldn't help in any way... right? I mean, she usually doesn't speak to me.." he fell silent. But his green eyes were hopeful.
 
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Silverstripe didn't even look sideways at him as she passed him while she went to bury the bones of the mouse. She came back in, and still hungry, took a squirrel.
Shadowpelt finally noticed her, but did nothing. He resumed his watching. I'm a prisoner in my own clan. He thought, the tips of his ears drooping.

"He's only sorry because he can't see Silverstream anymore," Silverstripe muttered. "He doesn't give a mousetail about how I feel." She got rid of the bones and retreated back into the medicine den again. Her eyes seemed to be a mix of hatred and depression.
Later, Shadowpelt snuck to the medicine den, when Silverstripe was asleep. He looked around for Cloudshade. "Cloudshade?" he called quietly.

(I have a small plan. Could you go along with it?)

Cloudshade was sorting through herbs. Most of the Clan was heading off to their nests. "Yes?" She had, for the most part, stayed out of the whole circus, though she was a bit more reserved with him.

(Yeah)
(I want him, in the past, to have asked Cloudshade how Silverstripe was every day when she was asleep... think that'll work?)

"How is she?" he asked, his tail and ears flicking nervously.

(Sure)

"Doing better," Cloudshade replied, "but she's... just not recovering as fast as she really should." Inwardly Cloudshade was worried about her; Silverstripe seemed to be a bit more lethargic every day.

Silkies....
(Thanks)

"I couldn't help in any way... right? I mean, she usually doesn't speak to me.." he fell silent. But his green eyes were hopeful.

"You just need to be there with her," Cloudshade said. "Now, don't take this the wrong way, but you did hurt her pretty bad several times. And I'm not just talking about the incident with the dog. She won't trust you for a while. She's been talking to me, and she feels like no matter what she does, you don't care about her. Her words, not mine." Cloudshade's eyes were grave, but compassionate. "You need to show her that you do care. If you do, I think she'll do much, much better."
 
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Patch scampered through the territories, being careful to only walk on the borders. He was going to Fourtrees.

The sun was setting. Sorrelstar led her Clan through the trees and bracken.

(Gaaah, my cats have fleas, and they (the fleas) are crawling on me after I pet them!
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