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Goosepaw felt like he wanted to throw up. He'd ran into this battle, thinking it would be nothing but a noble, easy defense against the things that had driven WindClan out. But it had been foolish and naive to think such things, and now the reality of the situation was crashing down on him.
Here was a cat who might never see or walk the same again, if he even lived. Dammit, dammit! Clenching his jaw, determined not to fail Otterstone or Quailsnap or anyone, for that matter, he supported Quailsnap's weight back to Otterstone's area. "Here he is," he called to her. His stomach twisted. "He... he says one of the coyotes managed to get his eyes. And his leg is pretty messed up, too." That was putting it lightly.
"Lay down here," he murmured to Quailsnap, stopping at a spot that was close enough to Otterstone yet far away enough from the other wounded cats so as not to disturb them. "You're going to be okay, I promise. Everything is... everything is going to be okay." His voice trembled and hitched at the last word, and so he snapped his jaws shut, not wanting to risk another sentence.
Quickly he turned his attention back to Ottershade. "What herbs do you need? Tell me what it looks like, I can try my best to find it."

Originally Posted by Dust (Post 657238) Pebblepaw had just stood there dumb-founded as he watched one of his clan-mates come in from the side and launch themselves at the coyote. His chest was hurting. Tightening with each labored breath. Grief was pushing it's way from his throat in the form of a long-drawn out wail. Please don't be dead, please don't be dead. As Sassafrasfire made their way over to Pebble, the apprentice would only stare at them with wide saucer eyes. "I- I- U- I.." Finally, he seemed to manage to get a grip on himself. He quickly nodded in confirmation to their question before pointing his muzzle over to Cherrypounce, "We need to help her!" Racing over to stand beside his friend, the lump in Pebblepaw's throat only grew and it felt like he was suffocating. Suffocating... again... Graypaw. The sadness he had felt when Pigeonpaw called him over with a wail, seeing their brother's lifeless body. Choking back a sob, Pebblepaw would turn to see if Sassafras had followed him. If they had, he would take a hold of Cherry's scruff and start dragging her body. "Helf me wif this?" He would give Sassafrasfire a pleading look, mumbling through a mouthful of fur. Despite being quite fat, there was the tiniest bit of muscle under all that chub! Dragging Cherrypounce would be no big deal, but really, Pebble just wanted some comfort in the company of others right now. @Wolfie

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Following Wormbite but hearing otterstone " maybe wormbite?? But I'll still do it. what ya need?" he meowed . Overhearing wormbite "I'll do it if wormbites busy with helping goosepaw" he added in. " if your fine with that?" he asked.

Owlflight scooped up the Golden rod stems in his mouth and started munching on them. They were bitter tasting but he soon got used to it. A little while later he was done. "Done!" He mumbled through the paste in his mouth. "Where do you want me to put it again?" He didn't recall her saying where to put the paste once chewed.
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