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I think it was too... *scratches chin*

Anyhow! Fort knows how to dig
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You gotta know what I named her after to get it
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Fort looked around in the darkness. "If I could get any light in here I could start extracting..." she murmured.

"Extracting? Fort, PLEASE remember, we are in a hole underground, trapped, not in a factory making vanilla extract!"

"I'm sorry," Fort crinkled up her face. "I don't think you understood my meaning. 'Extract' is a term regularly used in mining, and as I gather, also the food processing industry. Perhaps I should stick with dig." Fort knew she was rambling, but the air was starting to thin out and she felt woozy.
 
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"Extracting? Fort, PLEASE remember, we are in a hole underground, trapped, not in a factory making vanilla extract!"

"I'm sorry," Fort crinkled up her face. "I don't think you understood my meaning. 'Extract' is a term regularly used in mining, and as I gather, also the food processing industry. Perhaps I should stick with dig." Fort knew she was rambling, but the air was starting to thin out and she felt woozy.​

"It's okay" Tan sighed feeling tired and a bit irritated due to the lack of oxygen. "So you need some light, do you? How do you figure we get some light here without us being smoked."
 
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You only left for 4 pages. There is nothing new to report.
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Yeah, but I like saying that. *Twitches*
 
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Yeah, but I like saying that. *Twitches*

*Detwitches gerbil*

*Makes funny squeaking noises*



Freewhey and Gem headed towards the makeshift clan (Or whatever it is at the moment. Horsie, you can follow them to the camp if you want!).
 
"Aaaaughohgawd!" Gildedwing held back a gag when he saw the bloody mess that was the deep wound ripped across Opalstone's back. "Listen, you j-just stay here. Or, well, I-I don't think you'll be going anywhere any time soon, but... yeah. Just stay where you are. I-I'll go get help." Opalstone coughed and limply rolled over, a deep furrow of agony engrained in his forehead.

The sound of exhausted gasping, and the pounding of feet could be heard near Wingclan, growing ever closer. "Heeelp!" he called desperately into the dense labyrinth of foliage and towering trees, his eyes darkened with worry, "Does anyone have a medicine bird?!" He wanted so badly to barge into a clan, because it was, after all, an emergency; but knew that to do so would certainly be foolhardy.
 
Freewhey heard the cry and turned, searching for it's origin. He saw the bird emerge from the wood, "What is it? I am a, well, I have practice if it is needed!"
 
"Gah-ahhh! Wha?!" he sputtered, jumping slightly at the rooster's sudden presence, nearly losing his footing in the process. He gazed pleadingly at Whey, "My friend! He is going to bleed to death!" he panicked, doing a frantic waltz of sorts, "This way!"

Without another word, he bolted off for the denser woods.
 
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