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Post by raisinsnotspaghetti on Nov 17, 2018 12:39:03 GMT -5
Wolffeather - Nearby Little Pond - ✨ nissabug ✨ 's Hollybright, Bubble 's Owlheart
Wolffeather blinked, not liking the idea of going to the Crossing Rocks. She hadn't been a big fan of the river for a long time now, and preferred to avoid it, instead visiting the Little Pond for a drink, since it was closer to Deer Meadows anyways. She could see the point of going elsewhere -if she strained her ears, she swore she might've heard Emberstep talking. She didn't want to stir up any disagreements, so she nodded.
"That's a good idea. I bet they'll be some prey around there." she meowed. "Although, if Hollybright is leading the patrol, I guess she should chose." she added, not wanting to usurp Hollybright's opinion. If she remembered correctly, Hollybright was a strong contender for deputy, along with like Larktail and something-splash.
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Post by lilyquill on Nov 17, 2018 12:40:42 GMT -5
Mistpetal nodded, and followed her as she ran out of the camp. She found Blackfang fighting against the coyote, and watched as Boneeye lunged at the coyote, and fell into the river. She wanted to jump in, but knowing that she could drown, and Blackfang could be killed by the coyote made her stay. She rushed over to help Blackfang fight against the coyote, her fur fluffed out in both fear and anger.
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Post by Bubble on Nov 17, 2018 12:53:27 GMT -5
Oakstar leapt to her paws when Mistpetal burst into camp, panting and claiming a coyote had attacked her and Blackfang. Boneeye rushed past her before she could unfreeze herself - what would Lilywhisker do? - and by the time she had shaken her fur out, shaking those thoughts from her mind, Mistpetal too had darted back out of the camp herself. She grit her teeth, growling, and burst out of the camp with a call for any others available to follow.
She came upon the scene at the crossing rocks last, it seemed, just barely sighting Boneeye falling into the icy cold river - and opposite that, Blackfang and Mistpetal trying to fight off the coyote. Who could she possibly choose here? She paused, breath heavy, icy, painful in her chest, waiting for Boneeye to resurface - but the she-cat doesn't. The merciless nature of the river had claimed another?
Grief thick in her mind, she rushes forward past Mistpetal, snarling and launching herself at the Coyote's throat. The wild dog jerks backwards, only being grazed by her claws as they slash out at it and completely dodging the heavy snap of her jaws. She landed lightly on her paws, backpeddling to avoid the dog's angry returning lunge, though it manages to knick one of her forelegs hard with one large, heavy paw, leaving behind a dull ache and blood. She lands back on three legs, quite like Blackfang, and hisses furiously at the coyote who begins to back up in response, finally realizing it's outnumbered - but not quite fleeing yet.
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 12:58:36 GMT -5
Blackfang, in grief and anger, quietly and subtly stepped in front of Oakstar. He then prowled forwards, the coyote backing up a few steps. He gave a low, deep growl and slashed forwards with his good front leg. The coyote backed up, slipping and falling into the river. The coyote yelped and paddled tot he other side of the river. It shivered and yelped, it's tail between it's legs. He turned to Oakstar and Mistpetal panting, his ears laid back. "Are you two alright?" He asked.
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Post by lilyquill on Nov 17, 2018 13:02:34 GMT -5
Mistpetal nodded. She was out of breath, and had snagged a claw when running back, which was beginning to bleed. "I'm fine, but you need to get back to the medicine cat den. You're injured badly!" She began nudging him towards the camp, but being so small, she couldn't move him. "Oakstar, could you please help me?" She asked quietly. Her fur refused to lay down flat.
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 13:06:43 GMT -5
"No, we need to get you and Oakstar to the medicine den first. Oakstar is our leader, and she must be in top shape to care for the clan, not in this injured state. Mistpetal, help her, I'll be right behind you, I promise," He stated. He began trying to walk, hobbling on three legs. His shoulder was horribly pained, yet, he grit his jaws and kept silent. His heart ached with the loss of his sister and he turned to face the river.
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Post by lilyquill on Nov 17, 2018 13:09:42 GMT -5
Mistpetal shook her head. "I'm fine. My claw is snagged, but I'm fine. I'm the least injured out of you two." She stepped in front of Blackfang, her tail lashing somewhat. "You shouldn't be walking, you have something out of place in your shoulder, and you don't need to get any more injured by forcing yourself to keep going!" She seemed very firm in what she said.
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 13:12:09 GMT -5
Blackfang looked to her, his eyes glazed over in grief, "Please, take care of Oakstar for now... She is of the utmost importance at the moment," He trailed off, looking to the river. His grief overwhelmed him greatly, and he let his head hang low. He looked mournful.
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Post by lilyquill on Nov 17, 2018 13:15:11 GMT -5
Mistpetal seemed more irritated now. "Blackfang, stay here for now. I'll take Oakstar back, and I'll go get one of the medicine cats. This way, you don't hurt yourself more. Please, just listen." She lashed her tail harshly, her eyes narrowing. She wasn't used to acting so harsh, but in this case, it was needed.
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 15:11:22 GMT -5
Blackfang only nodded, as he was silent. His eyes locked on the river, he laid down on his good side, his head resting on the ground. It was as if the world around him meant nothing. "Just... Take Oakstar back as fast as you can," he said, "I won't move from this spot. I promise."
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 15:41:01 GMT -5
!-Spiderfoot-! • ~•
Spiderfoot crashed into the clearing, panting heavily. Other cats who had heard Oakstar's cry for help followed behind him, and he looked between the three cats in front of him. Blackfang, Mistflower and Oakstar all stood there, all three of their pelts quivering and ruffled. Blood had stained the ground- whether it was coyote or cat blood, Spiderfoot didn't know- and all three of the cats looked disgruntled and distressed. Spiderfoot felt a wave of embarrassment crash into him as he realised he had been too late to help, but he pushed it down as he spoke, "Are you three okay? W-Where is it? The coyote?" He asked, chest heaving outwards.
Spiderfoot gulped, his mouth felt dry as he spoke, "Is anyone hurt?" The three cats radiated a tidal wave of grief and mournfulness as he stared at them. Something had had happened, to someone. He knew it. The fur at the back of his neck prickled and rose on end, his tail-tip twitching in discomfort. The river rushed past them, and the scent of coyote and blood lingered in the air, as well as the electric feeling of the fight. Every single nerve in his body was on end, ready to fight.
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 15:57:38 GMT -5
Blackfang's head turned and his eyes held the expression of death, "You're too late. Boneeye is dead," he voice was suddenly deep and full of hate. He'd lost the feeling of pain in his dislocated shoulder. The blood had now dried from his scratches. Taking a deep breath, he then picked himself up. Realization hit him as he needed to assists his leader before mourning the loss of his sister. He hobbled towards Oakstar, and looked to Spiderfoot, "Help get her back," he stated, he then used his good side and helped her keep her weight off her bad side. He then looked to Mistpetal, his eyes showing her the hidden sadness beneath his pale yellow irises.
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 16:11:57 GMT -5
!-Spiderfoot-! !~! "You're too late, Boneeye is dead." Blackfang's words hit Spiderfoot like a head to his chest, winding him slightly. He hadn't known the she-cat very well, so he doubted he felt anywhere near the amount of grief Blackfang felt, but the realisation that Boneeye was gone, dead, resting with her ancestors, still hit like a wall. Spiderfoot felt a fleeting wave of nausea hit him, and he steadied himself. He almost wanted to freeze, to not do anything. His confidence drained sharply, and he wanted nothing more than to curl up with his mother in the nursery again. But, his brain shrieked out a reminder that there were three injured and grief-stricken cats in front of him, who needed help.
"Oh, Blackfang, I'm sorry," Spiderfoot spoke with a firm yet reassuring voice, feeling genuinely bad for the black and ginger spotted tom, "I'm sorry I was too late-" He stopped himself. Now was not the time to play sob-story. He was here to help them, he wasn't there for them to help him. He gulped down a lump of grief and panic in his throat, and stood a little taller. His skinny legs stopped shaking, and his fur flattened as the usual extra-confidence he held flooded back into him like a river breaking through a dam. He noticed Blackfang's dislocated shoulder, "Are you sure you can manage on that? You might want someone to look at it," He mewed, before padding closer to the three cats, ready to help them if needed.
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 16:15:39 GMT -5
"Well, what do you think? That's why I asked for help," he stated bitterly. He attitude had become quite sour. In his mind, he tried to focus on Oakstar and Mistpetal. He began forming a plan on how they'd get back to camp, how long Oakstar would take to heal, how long he'd take to heal, and every other factor given. He hoped Bearcloud had stocked up... If not, he began coming up with a contingency plan.
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 16:43:48 GMT -5
!-Spiderfoot-! !~!
Spiderfoot opened his mouth to retaliate with just as bitter a comment as Blackfang's, to let him know that he wasn't going to just take the toms rude words. He wasn't just going to submit, and he couldn't just speak to him like an apprentice because Boneeye had died. But, for once, a rational part of his brain activated after moons of not working, reminding him that Boneeye was Blackfang's older sister. It reminded him of the pain he felt whenever he had lost a friend, or whenever had lost a family member. He shut his mouth quickly, though muttered a few unkind words about the tom under his breath, and shuffled closer. "Do you want a minute alone?" He asked Blackfang without looking at him as he approached Oakstar, offering up his side for her to lean on. He cast a worried glance at Mistflower, still not looking at Blackfang. He knew that even if he had reasoned himself out of retaliating at first, if he were to so much as look at Blackfang he might explode and snap at the tom. So, he blocked the other tom off from his gaze, choosing to mainly focus on the two she-cats, even when they were upset. !~! (( Do you think Blackfang and Spiderfoot would make good cousins? I know relations past brothers, sister and parents are unimportant in warriors but, they look slightly similar, but not exactly the same, and they have very close personalities. If not, that's totally okay, it's just Spiderfoot has 0 relations in DawnClan so far. But again, totally okay if you don't wanna pair them as cousins Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ))
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Post by Bubble on Nov 17, 2018 16:48:31 GMT -5
She isn't sure what happened.
One moment, she'd been staring a coyote dead in the eyes, rage and grief warring inside of her at Boneeye's loss to the river - another you let drown in that river, Oakstar. Another death on your paws. - and the next thing she knows she's surrounded by cats. Blackfang, by far the worst off of them all, and Mistpetal and Spiderfoot looking various different stages of grieving, worried, and sorrowful. Her ears flattened against her head and she limped forward, staggering slightly as she tries to put weight on the leg the coyote had gotten, hissing as pain lanced up the limb sharply.
She peered down at the limb, noting that she's definitely missing a clump of fur and chooses not to look any longer - Lilywhisker, you would've never let this happen. You wouldn't've slacked off like I have been! - she thought miserably, staring blankly down at the bloodied grass below her good paw for a long moment as the cats around her argued over what to do. Slowly, she lifted her head after several long heartbeats, forlorn eyes locked on Mistpetal.
"Mistpetal, are you fit to run? If you can manage it, please return to camp to alert Bearcloud and Wrenpaw to what has occurred here. If you scent one of the patrols on your way and they are close, please inform them quickly of the situation and have them seek out any other wanderers. I would like to hold a clan meeting, once Bearcloud has seen to Blackfang, you, and myself." She instructs, voice a quiet, monotonous murmur. Directions given, she turns her attention to Spiderfoot.
"I am able to walk, if slower. My injuries are minor in comparison to Blackfang. Do you think you're able to help get him back to camp? That dislocation looks bad; he must be seen to soon." She pushes her grief and anger and sorrow to the back of her mind, filling herself with numbness. She had a meeting to hold, and sooner then she had wanted to hold it.
But she had postponed it long enough, and Starclan had punished her for it.
Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ dnacat lilyquill
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 16:56:44 GMT -5
Blackfang whirled to Oakstar, "Oakstar, please, I'll be fine until we get to camp. I'll help you," he said. He then went to go forward, hobbling. His paw hit the forest floor and he collapsed to his side. He growled, angry with himself. He then began trying to pick himself up. He panted, pushing himself up with his hid legs and good front leg. He swayed for a moment, taking a deep breath, then releasing it after gaining his balance. ((Hecc, they could even be half-brothers if you want! Shadowfur could be Spiderfoot's dad if you wanted, thats were Blackfang gets most of his looks from dnacat)) Bubble
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 16:59:49 GMT -5
!-Spiderfoot-! !~!
"Are you sure you can manage Oakstar? That looks bad," Spiderfoot mewed, concern in his voice for his leader. He could see the conflict in her eyes, the upset, but said nothing. He didn't know if it was appropriate to console someone about something you had guessed from a look in their eyes. He gulped and indicated to Blackfang, tensing his shoulders for the other tom's weight, "Maybe you should rest here, and wait for the other cats to come get you," He mewed, "You don't wanna risk making anything worse." Spiderfoot gulped and felt his heart ache for Oakstar. First she had lost Lilywhisker, now she had lost Boneeye. He couldn't imagine losing two cats in such a short amount of time, especially if he was the leader, " I wouldn't let it happen." A tiny voice in the back of his head declared loudly, proudly, but he shook his head slightly to clear it. He noticed Blackfang fall over and rushed towards him, helping him to his paws, "Hey, don't push yourself. You've dislocated your shoulder, if you lean on it you're just gonna make it worse." He grumbled to the other tom, offering his side once more, "Come on. I'll help you." !~!(Edited cause Blackfeather replied while I was writing this. Also sure! Half-brothers they are Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ)
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 17:08:03 GMT -5
Blackfang growled quietly, "I'll be fine. Just... Help Oakstar and Mistpetal." Blackfang then locked eyes with Spiderfoot. He had never been a fan of his half-brother, but he was all he had left. He gave an irritated sigh, he wish he was more calm. It must have been because of Boneeye that he was acting this way. His chest ached terribly, and it took him all his strength not to turn and jump in the river and search for her. dnacat Bubble lilyquill
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Post by Bubble on Nov 17, 2018 17:12:00 GMT -5
At Blackfang's insistance upon being fine, Oakstar turned her head sharply to look at him, expression shuttered and eyes dark. Her lips pulled back in a snarl and a growl rumbled in her chest, expressing just how serious she was, though there was no heat behind either action - it was almost like she'd become moving stone, her mind blank.
"That was not a request, Blackfang. You will only harm yourself further trying to insist upon acting like this. Allow Spiderfoot to aid you; I am hardier then I may appear. Have more faith in your Leader." The she-cat growled, the last part directed at both of the two toms. She watched as Spiderfoot went to help Blackfang, glaring meaningfully at the dappled tom, just daring him to oppose her. She was leader; they would listen. After a few long moments of watching, she turned and began to limp towards camp, ears perked forward and steps stiff, but quick, her injured leg only causing her minimal difficulty once she got a rhythm going, though she made sure to keep a pace slow enough that she would not lose Blackfang and Spiderfoot in the forest - Starclan only knew what else could possibly come and try to pick off an injured cat.
She looked towards the sun visible through the vibrant yellow-orange leaves of the aspen trees and wished that it was dawn again and none of this had happened.
Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ dnacat
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 17:14:47 GMT -5
!-Spiderfoot-! !~!
The little ball of frustration at his half-brother's unwillingness to co-operate suddenly came bursting out of Spiderfoot's mouth, though in a quiet, warningly-toned whisper, as to not upset Oakstar. The last thing she needed right now was to see her warriors fighting. Spiderfoot growled as quietly as possible, as close to Blackfang as possible, "Listen, I know you're upset and angry that we lost Boneeye, she was my half-sister too, but you're injured. The last thing Oakstar needs is you getting even more hurt. For crying out loud, it's the last thing the clan needs, so close to leaf-bare," Spiderfoot hissed, "So, you're gonna let me help you, and you're gonna get your shoulder fixed. Boneeye wouldn't want you allowing yourself to get hurt over her." He felt the frustration drain slightly from him, but some of it remained, just in case the tom still refused to co-operate. He knew using Boneeye was a bit of a low card, but Blackfang refused to let him help. Again, Spiderfoot offered him his side, eyes flashing with warning and threat, that if Blackfang didn't accept his help, he'd have another thing coming to him. His thin shoulders tensed once more, ready to take on the weight of his brother. He just hoped Blackfang would at least be slightly reasonable. He couldn't help but smirk when Oakstar barked at Blackfang to accept his help, but he quickly flattened his mouth back down into a blank line. !~!
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 17:17:50 GMT -5
"That's the point, you're our leader, we can't lose you," he growled quietly, allowing himself to be helped by Spiderfoot now. He hobbled along, his expression now blank. Grief swallowed his heart. Bubble dnacat lilyquill
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 17:24:01 GMT -5
Sinking from the shadows came a familiar orange tom. He gave a sigh, seating himself so close to Oakstar, that she was practically leaning on him already. "My Oaky Pokey senses were tingling," he began, "What happened?" He asked, beginning to lick at Oakstar's wounds. In truth, he'd saw her dash out of camp and got their later than Spiderfoot, but he'd never admit that. Bubble
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 17:32:27 GMT -5
!~Spiderfoot~! !~! Spiderfoot stopped himself from gagging at the display of affection between the two other cats, instead steadying himself as Blackfang leaned on him. He looked at Trapjaw and Oakstar and meowed to Trapjaw, "Help Oakstar back to camp, she's been injured and needs a medicine cat's attention for a while," He looked between the two cats, deciding that Trapjaw would be able to handle Oakstar easily, he was one of the closest cats to her since Lilywhisker. He looked at Blackfang, feeling that brotherly instinct kick in as worry consumed him for his half-brother. He said nothing however, and mewed bluntly, "You ready to head back now?"
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Post by Bʟᴀᴄᴋғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ on Nov 17, 2018 17:35:44 GMT -5
Blackfang looked back, Trapjaw just gave a nod. He then gave a low 'yes' and began without Spiderfoot for a moment. He sighed, thinking back on his memories with Boneeye. She had always been there for him... She had saved him. She had cared for him. She'd been more of a mother to him than Pondwhisper had ever been...
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 17:44:34 GMT -5
!~Spiderfoot~! !~! Spiderfoot watched his brother, struggling to keep up with him. He felt the urge to say something comforting, to assure him that what happened wasn't his fault, and that Boneeye would be waiting for him, but his pride kept those words down in the back of his throat, where they would never reach his half-brother's ears. Spiderfoot gulped and said nothing as he guided- he said "guided" loosely, he mainly followed and tried to support his brother- Blackfang through the woods. He wanted nothing more than for today to be over, for everything to return to normal. But then again, after two deaths in such a small amount of time, could things ever really go back to 'normal'?
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Nov 17, 2018 19:42:49 GMT -5
Wrenpaw was getting another set of herbs when Mistpetal had crashed into camp and fetched Oakstar. His fur had fluffed up at the mention of a coyote; after they left, he padded up to Bearcloud with wide eyes. "Sh-Should we get ready for when they come back?" he stammered, unsure of what to do. Nothing like this had happened yet since he became a medicine cat apprentice. "I can get the herbs for poultices..."
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Post by ✨ nissabug ✨ on Nov 17, 2018 19:47:48 GMT -5
Hollybright stopped before they could get to the pond, moving her tail to the side as a signal. Then she turned and looked at Owlheart with gentle eyes. "Don't get yourself worked up about this," she said, although she wasn't sure she was too good at soothing. She eyed Wolffeather as she added, "We'll go to the Crossing Rocks and see if there's anything there. I can't scent much of anything here." With that, she changed direction and they started moving toward the river. They didn't get but half way there when she caught a group of cats making their way back toward camp. She tasted the air and caught the scent of DawnClan cats and... blood. The fur on her neck rose, and she hurried toward them. "What happened?"
((unless they're like already back in camp lol))
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Post by dnacat on Nov 17, 2018 20:02:36 GMT -5
!~Spiderfoot~! !~!
Spiderfoot stumbled into camp with Blackfang at his side, feeling relief wash over him as he realised now someone could help who was actually trained to help, "Bearcloud! Wrenpaw! We've got an injury," He called out loudly, panting heavily, his skinny, admittedly-kinda weak legs trembling slightly, "Blackfang dislocated his shoulder." He reported loudly, for all of the camp to hear. He finally moved away from Blackfang, shaking out his fur and taking a huge breather. Something felt oddly comforting about being in camp, about being around the familiar faces and smells and sounds. The territory seemed so distrustful lately. It had claimed two lives already, and was refusing to give the clan prey. He felt the dampness return to his mouth, and he felt a huge ball of emotion in his chest fade. He just hoped that Trapjaw would convince Oakstar to come back soon, so her injuries could be treated too. He didn't want his clan leader getting hurt, not after everything the clan had been through. They were losing so many lives and gaining none, they couldn't risk losing any more cats than they already had. Spiderfoot sighed and lay down on the ground, grateful for a brief moment of relaxation as he waited for the medicine cats to treat Blackfang. !~!(Hope his and Blackfang's return isn't too sudden, just didn't think the walk back needed to be all that detailed tbh).
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Post by echoliqht on Nov 17, 2018 23:02:19 GMT -5
( hi back from my birthday party, I'm online now and ready to RP ))
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