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

[BirdNut]

"Thorn, you are too kind, I am only having troubles sleeping because of my own fault. It's normal for me to stay up a bit before falling asleep, always has been, always will be," he said, cracking a smile, "I just can't stop thinking... it's hard not being in control, not being able to see the camp, oblivious. I guess you could say I'm a control freak!" he chuckled hoarsely.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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She smiled and felt his forehead to take his temperature. Burning up. "Sorry I couldn't scoot you up to the front of the den and crack the door open for you so you could see. I had no choice to place you back here because of your contaguious illness," Thorntalon mused slightly at the first statement. "Are you feeling too hot at all? I just felt your forehead and it feels like its been left out in the sun all day..." The hen rubbed a little bit more of the dark gold ointment she used earlier on his comb and wattles to soothe them more, as it all obsorbed.

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

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"Br-ight!" he croaked, his smile ambivalent, embarassment lingering on his face. "How are things in camp?"

"Just fine, Brownbar's on Patrol with SplashPaw, Red is somewhere. There have been no attacks, the food den is fully stocked and there is nothing much to do."

( hmmm, maybe i could erect a periscope besides Clawstar's Bed and one of those tin can communication devices with a trumpet so he could see whats going on and stuff. I could always ask Red to hire a contractor to set up a small room with lavish luxuries for him.

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[BirdNut]

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"Hot? Not really, rather chilled actually." he replied, clearing his throat. He'd pushed the tube with his tongue to the side of his mouth to speak more clearly.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"Hot? Not really, rather chilled actually." he replied, clearing his throat. He'd pushed the tube with his tongue to the side of his mouth to speak more clearly.

"I have a solution," she said, pulling out a hollow rock filled with steaming hot water from under a jagged area of the den. "I left this water out all day under the sun, I had a feeling it'd come in handy." Thorntalon dipped a velvety lamb's ear leaf into it and set it onto Clawstar's forehead, heating it up almost instantly. "Does that fell any better?"

 

[BirdNut]

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"Br-ight!" he croaked, his smile ambivalent, embarassment lingering on his face. "How are things in camp?"

"Just fine, Brownbar's on Patrol with SplashPaw, Red is somewhere. There have been no attacks, the food den is fully stocked and there is nothing much to do."

( hmmm, maybe i could erect a periscope besides Clawstar's Bed and one of those tin can communication devices with a trumpet so he could see whats going on and stuff. I could always ask Red to hire a contractor to set up a small room with lavish luxuries for him.

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That's overdoing it a bit!)

"That's good to hear," he said, he could feel his tension fade slightly. "And could you please see what Patch is up to? He and his sister should form another patrol," he added.

Patchwork was pecking and prodding hungrily at the food pile. Rainbowflight was standing beside, nibbling little bites to take the edge off. "Such a guy," she muttered, walking off whenn she had her fill. Patch sniggered.

 

[BirdNut]

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"Hot? Not really, rather chilled actually." he replied, clearing his throat. He'd pushed the tube with his tongue to the side of his mouth to speak more clearly.

"I have a solution," she said, pulling out a hollow rock filled with steaming hot water from under a jagged area of the den. "I left this water out all day under the sun, I had a feeling it'd come in handy." Thorntalon dipped a velvety lamb's ear leaf into it and set it onto Clawstar's forehead, heating it up almost instantly. "Does that fell any better?"

"Ow," he muttered, "I don't think my head needs any help getting warmer. Maybe just some more grass to make the nest thicker or something?" he asked, fluffing up his scarlet and black feathers.

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

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"Just fine, Brownbar's on Patrol with SplashPaw, Red is somewhere. There have been no attacks, the food den is fully stocked and there is nothing much to do."

( hmmm, maybe i could erect a periscope besides Clawstar's Bed and one of those tin can communication devices with a trumpet so he could see whats going on and stuff. I could always ask Red to hire a contractor to set up a small room with lavish luxuries for him.

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That's overdoing it a bit!)

"That's good to hear," he said, he could feel his tension fade slightly. "And could you please see what Patch is up to? He and his sister should form another patrol," he added.

Patchwork was pecking and prodding hungrily at the food pile. Rainbowflight was standing beside, nibbling little bites to take the edge off. "Such a guy," she muttered, walking off whenn she had her fill. Patch sniggered.

( what?? Thats like 0.20% of what Red actually could do! )

"I'll do it right now, sah!" Clucked BrigthFlight turning and marching off to the food pile, approaching Patchwork.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"I have a solution," she said, pulling out a hollow rock filled with steaming hot water from under a jagged area of the den. "I left this water out all day under the sun, I had a feeling it'd come in handy." Thorntalon dipped a velvety lamb's ear leaf into it and set it onto Clawstar's forehead, heating it up almost instantly. "Does that fell any better?"

"Ow," he muttered, "I don't think my head needs any help getting warmer. Maybe just some more grass to make the nest thicker or something?" he asked, fluffing up his scarlet and black feathers.

"Sorry," she said, removing the hot lamb's ear and wiping the residue down. She added more grass to his nest and fluffed it up, making it as cozy as possible. "Better?" she yawned, ruffling her feathers and perching on a stick she stuck through the side of the back part of the den so she could watch sick patients if something was to happen to them.

Goodnight!

 

[BirdNut]

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"Ow," he muttered, "I don't think my head needs any help getting warmer. Maybe just some more grass to make the nest thicker or something?" he asked, fluffing up his scarlet and black feathers.

"Sorry," she said, removing the hot lamb's ear and wiping the residue down. She added more grass to his nest and fluffed it up, making it as cozy as possible. "Better?" she yawned, ruffling her feathers and perching on a stick she stuck through the side of the back part of the den so she could watch sick patients if something was to happen to them.

Goodnight!

"Much better," he said, fluffing up even more, tucking his head under his wing, "Thank you, Thorn. Goodnight."

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