The large tom landed lightly and turned to face the deputy with satisfaction building in his chest. It took him a second to make sense of the red liquid pouring from his body. Oops, he must of his hit something vital like his neck. The fact that he hadn't been trying to kill at that moment in time made him feel a little weird. He didn't bother feeling bad about if for too long. Cats who intentionally doing everything in their power to hurt the entire clan, elders, kits, and queens included, didn't need pity. Seeing not point in chasing him, he turned away from Frostfall and and back to the clan.
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[welcome, I had fun even with my mistake so thanks for including me. c:]
Beastspark slowly made his way back over to the clan huddled around Icestar. He knew that this was bad and all, but it didn't seem like any of them were looking out for their clan mates or themselves. Icestar still had eight lives to spare whereas the rest of the clan had one and one alone. He glanced at Flintstar before stepping out of the crowd to stand at attention as Riverclan slowly disappeared.
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Start licking your wounds and help those who can't. Cats who are severely injuried need to go to the medicine den." The deputy raised his voice to ensure that he was heard. It might be better to see if Flintstar could offer one of his medicine cats to help out. He knew that with leafbare herbs would not be growing but Shadowclan needed the help. "
Help each other." They would need to find any of their dead as well. Someone would needed to go and fetch their elders along with the kits and queens to let know it was safe to come back, perhaps once Icestar returned. Fighting and dying was a part of the clan life that Beastspark had gotten far too use to. His concern for his leader was secondary since she had the lives too lose, the clan as a whole came first. They'd recover from this and stand strong.