WingClan, a Chicken clan ЯР-- 'Fly with the breeze'

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Bloodwing took the ID tag in his wing, staring at it as if it was some new and exotic contagion. Finally, unsure of what else to do, he stuffed it into his chest feathers. "Thank you," he grinned. "Honey bunch."

she gives him a death glare "it is to be use to get around here"

"Okay, got it," he nodded, puffing out his chest and strutting slightly, wondering if the new piece of merchandise improved his looks. "So, what kind of housing deal did you manage to pull through?"
 
"Mmmph."

The silence around Clawstar was broken when a rock fell from the cieling and onto his head. The tendrils of darkness had released their grasp of the room and sunlight softly shone in. Groggily, his orange eyes slitted open and stared vacant and forlorn at the mud walls. Where was he?

He felt his feet around the ground outside of the nest, testing both his strength, and the surface of the floor to better determine where he'd ended up this time. "Hello?" he called, his voice echoing through the tunnels, and bouncing off of the walls. Through all of this sickness, he'd had his eyes closed for so long, he'd forgotten for a moment what the medicine den looked like. Fluttering his eyes open, he looked around, familiar sights and sounds coming back to him.

He sat up in the nest, and, expecting the worst, winced; though the throbbing ache that he expected did not come. He stood up, wobbling at first, but he flapped his wings to regain balance. And from there, he was walking like he always had before, a smile creeping upon his face and lighting up his eyes.
 
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she gives him a death glare "it is to be use to get around here"

"Okay, got it," he nodded, puffing out his chest and strutting slightly, wondering if the new piece of merchandise improved his looks. "So, what kind of housing deal did you manage to pull through?"

"class A, i am carving furniture for red, maybe you could make herb stuff to help pay the rent"
 
Quietly Silvermist remained behind the group as Clawstar emerged. She smiled softly and nodded respectfully, relieved beyond words to find that they had not lost their leader, too.
 
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"Okay, got it," he nodded, puffing out his chest and strutting slightly, wondering if the new piece of merchandise improved his looks. "So, what kind of housing deal did you manage to pull through?"

"class A, i am carving furniture for red, maybe you could make herb stuff to help pay the rent"

Not for red, the Clan, Quality of life is important at the moment....
 
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"Okay, got it," he nodded, puffing out his chest and strutting slightly, wondering if the new piece of merchandise improved his looks. "So, what kind of housing deal did you manage to pull through?"

"class A, i am carving furniture for red, maybe you could make herb stuff to help pay the rent"

"Class A, sounds sophisticated," he smiled. "Sure. I'll do what I can. Can't say I have much more to offer her than Thorntalon's mixtures--perhaps I have a few rarer items I could use for barter."
 
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"class A, i am carving furniture for red, maybe you could make herb stuff to help pay the rent"

"Class A, sounds sophisticated," he smiled. "Sure. I'll do what I can. Can't say I have much more to offer her than Thorntalon's mixtures--perhaps I have a few rarer items I could use for barter."

"i have some poisons i could tech you, and dyes too" she giggles at what happen when he was turn pink, she gets to the desk at G sector, and shows her ID "this is bloodwing daughter, she needs medic help"
 
Wildheart yawned as he casually toed to the scene, his long tail bobbing behind him. He bowed in the presence of Rainpaw and Silvermist, a soft smile on his face of cheery rose red, "Good evening."

Clawstar grinned as he was greeted by the many warriors, "Yes, I am on my feet again," he announced, "And I am relieving Brightflight of his duty for now. Your help during my absence was very appreciated."
 
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