[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by Rubinaito

@Suspiciousmindz

The battle had been brutal and definitely had not helped with the tensions between WindClan and ThunderClan. Having been preoccupied with fighting a WindClan molly she didn't know, Rosethorn wasn't aware that Rabbitpounce, the patrol leader had fallen in battle until it was much too late. The molly felt sick to her stomach after leaving the battlegrounds, unable to take much of the guilt and self-loathing that came from her disrespectful actions. She, a feline who went out of her way to keep from participating in chaos and attempted to abandon her Dusk Syndicate roots had sunk low. She joined in with the taunts like a coward, wanting only to stay alive. She had fought and mocked just for the sake of survival, going against her WindClan training. Rosethorn felt awful for playing dirty. And what of Blazingstar? What would he think of her? Limping into the clearing, a small spotty trail of blood appearing behind her as the scarlet liquid ran down her shoulder and over the claws on her paw, the molly tried her best to evade Blazingstar's gaze. However, this time it was not because of her shy nature; this time it was due to shame and self-loathing for her actions during the battle. She should have done better.

The commotion from the clearing was enough to drive Blazingstar from his den to see what was going on. Upon seeing the patrol returning, his gaze widened. What happened! Immediately, the leader trotted towards the first face he recognized, Rosethorn. "What happened? What did you guys do?" he demanded, scanning over the small feline only to find himself staring at crimson dripping down her normally well-managed pelt. "Are you okay?" was his next question. As if he remembered to ask how the patrol was doing. The health of his clan mates should always come first. "That looks bad. You need to see Surgestorm right away," he spoke, suddenly giving an order without waiting long for an answer to any of his questions. The ginger tom took up one side of the she-cat, giving her a small nudge in the direction of the medicine cat den. Of course, he expected a fight about it and of course, he hadn't seen the condition Rabbitpounce was in yet. Rosethorn appeared to be his priority in that moment.