Sparrowclan ~ The Strong and Daring (Always Open)

(Spottail)

“For awhile yes.” Stygiansnow explained calmly. He hated this feeling of uselessness. There wasn’t much he could tell them.

(Spottail)

“Not that I remember, there was blood at my front paws for sure.” He answered as he tried to remember if Wingheart said anything in regards to his blood.

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮)

Sandpelt nodded his head. At times like this he wished he had his sister’s smarts. Both she and Mutetree did so much while they were on their own. Whereas he mostly acted as he did when they were in their old clan. A warrior and master. He laughed to himself. In matters like this he felt useless, he couldn’t tell the medicine cat how serious injuries were. He made a note to speak with Bramblepath about basic healing. Mothpelt looked over at Sandpelt, the cat looked like he was troubled by this. Whether it was because of his lack of medical knowledge or the feeling of not being able to do anything she wasn’t sire, and she wouldn’t ask. If he wished to share he would. For now they had to focus on doing as they were told.

(Spottail)

“On his leg, I was trying to stop the bleeding.” He spoke showing them his paws so they could see the blood that cover his entire front paws.

(Spottail)

“Possibly, I couldn’t see until Bluelotus got us out.” Stygiansnow answered.
“We’ll speak with him later, he won’t set a paw in here.” Crimsonfang spoke.

(Spottail)

“I say that because I’ve seen him stay out of any enclosed space. And frankly I don’t blame him given his past.” She answered.

(Spottail)

“It is not my story to tell. You can talk with him about it if he wishes to tell you.” Crimsonfang spoke. There were many things about her boys she would not share, their past was theirs to tell, not hers.

(rockydublin)
"Since Summersplash is there, I figure that unless there are extremely serious injuries there won't be much work left for us when we get there. However, if there are any serious injuries I may request your assistance in a variety of ways. Are you ready for that?" Bramblepath asked. He wanted them to be aware that there were things they could do to help, regardless of their medical knowledge. This was both to acquire their help, and also to remove some of the sense of powerlessness that frequently accompanies these sorts of situations. However, he had no idea if his words had the effect he wanted.

(mintedstar/fur and Spottail)
Nightheart smiled sadly at the kits. "The reason that there is little to no communication between us is simply because of the distance. It is a long and dangerous journey to get to Hawkclan territory, one which we can't afford to have warriors travel on a regular basis," he said. "Sparrowstar is not from Hawkclan, in fact she didn't even know that Hawkclan existed until the battle with the rogues occured. I personally left Hawkclan when my mate's health started failing. We thought that by moving down out of the mountains her health would improve. We were so excited when we found Sparrowclan that we joined as soon as they let us in."

(Darth Bramble)

"I bet you were and did she get better?" Starskit mewed.

(<Raintalon> , don't worry about it. )

(rockydublin )
As the three cats neared the camp, Bramblepath mentally ran through a checklist of everything that he could think of that he might need to do, and the supplies he would need to do it. "Sandpelt, were are the injured cats? Have they been moved to the medicine cats den, or are they somewhere else?" he asked, trying to get an idea of where his first stop should be upon entering the camp.

(Spottail  and mintedstar/fur)
Nightheart nodded sadly. "For a time, yes. But a few moons after our son was born she died to greencough," he said, his voice heavy with a mixture of emotions. He remembered vividly the look the young kit had born upon hearing of his mother's death. Agony, horror, despair, all of these and more were represented. More vivid however, was the absolute determination that replace all those negative emotions within moments. "Perhaps that's why he's so hard on himself about his job. He might very well see his mother in ever patient that enters his den.

(Darth Bramble)

"I'm so sorry." Starskit mewed.

(rockydublin)
Bramblepath nodded as the three cats entered the camp. "Understood," he said, picking up the pace slightly. The moment he was in the main clearing he turned and made a beeline for the medicine cat's den. He mentally reassured himself again. Summersplash was a talented medicine cat, and since she had been on hand almost immediatly there wasn't likely to be any major injuries.

(mintedstar/fur and Spottail)
As Nightheart sat up, he felt a slight twinge of sadness. "The last time we had any contact was during the battle against the rogues. Sparrowclan alone couldn't fight off that many, no matter how much better at fighting we may be. So I took Sparrowstar up the mountains to where Hawkclan has made it's territory and we asked them for their help... I suppose you could say that yes, they do know where I went."

(𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓵𝓮, Spottail)

Crimsonfang looked over to the entrance when she saw movement. "Bramblepath Ishi." She spoke with a nod. She looked and saw her brother and one of the other cats.
"What do you wish for us to do, Ishi?" Sandpelt asked.

(Spottail and mintedstar/fur)
Nightheart smiled at Starskit and shook his head. "No. My warrior name was given to me in Hawkclan, and Sparrowstar respected my wishes and allowed me to keep it." He then turned to look at Rabbitkit and let a hint of sternness creep into his smile. "As for your question, no Sparrowclan is not the best clan. There is no such thing as 'the best clan'. Every clan has it's own things that make them unique and beautiful, and to compare them to each other is a rediculous idea," he said. He then let his smile widen and the sternness leave his expression. He gently flicked Rabbitkit's ear and continued, saying "Well, I might be biased considering I was born in Hawkclan. And to answer you other questions I was the only one that stuck around."

(rockydublin and Spottail)
Bramblepath looked around for Summersplash. "Where is Summersplash and the injured? I need to know what sort of injuries I'm dealing with here." As he spoke, he made his way deeper into the den to try and find the injured so that he could assess the situation.