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The black-and-ginger molly was somewhat satisfied with the answer provided to her. Slash seemed to be going through a rough time there. She had no clue who made the large wound alongside the tom's flank, but it could've been a wild animal like a fox. Or a battle scar that never healed properly. And so, opening her jaw to reply, the hunter nodded. "We always have long days." Her voice had a slight wisp to it, nearly like a wistful sigh.
Despite this thinking, however, Pastelle had a deeper emotion towards his minimal phrases. Even if the molly accepted the apology, she didn't exactly like like it. The 'sorry' didn't seem to be much of an excuse for such rash, cold words- but it didn't matter now. What mattered was unity. Despite Pastelle's desire to be alone most of the time, she knew that the DS supposed to be a whole, working together. Not friends against friends, even if they weren't the closest bunch. (But then, it wasn't as if Pastelle had a tight group of friends herself; she preferred the relatively solitary lifestyle within the Syndicate.) |
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Solar had been waiting until he was old enough and soon enough he become 7 moons, so he came back to have some fun. he waited for shadow, the cat he had met before he went to the loner territory.
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Pastelle was partial to the idea of leaving so soon; Lakekit was still standing there not doing much. The tortoiseshell already invited the ex-clan member into the camp- if she wanted to go, she might as well do it already. There was no reason for Lake to hesitate anymore. Switching her mind back onto Slash’s words, the molly nodded. It might be a mistake to simply leave the territory already, but it was true that Slash needed healing. He’d probably do better in the healer’s den than out in the territory on his back, exposed to nature's fierce treatment. And anyways, there were more herbs inside the medicine den than what was readily available in the forest wilderness; that was for sure. “You need help,” the molly growled as she saw Slash’s failing movements. “Can you walk?” Although she wanted Slash to be safe, she wasn’t exactly the type to carry or drag a fully-grown cat towards camp. It was too far away, and Slash would be too heavy for lifting. |
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(To the clearing?) “Good.” The molly grumbled, although her past inquires were answered: no, Slash was okay. He’d have to drag his paws along the ground, with an excessive amount of effort, but she wouldn’t have to carry him around like previously suspected. The adult tom was strong enough. It wasn’t like he was a unskilled feline lacking motor skills and balance. Slash would be fine, and that was good enough for Pastelle.
“Are you strong enough to heal by yourself, or should you go to the healers?” Was her next question. She wasn’t positive if Shadow had done a good job with her healing techniques. For all Pastelle knew, she might have made the situation worse. And the hunter wasn’t surprised if the herbs haven’t given much of an impact to the gash on his side. A prickling emotion ran through the molly when she noticed a scurrying squirrel climb up a tree nearby, shaking its fluffy gray tail tauntingly. Hunting- that was what she had forgotten to do. But alas, her trip was already so ruined by the events of the afternoon. Perhaps she’ll go later, after the sun rose the next day, and her ambitions were replenished. The molly followed Slash back to the clearing, not sure exactly what she wanted to do anymore. Her mine was a little fogged up. |
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“It ain’t too bad.” Pastelle said, following Slash’s footprints to where he was standing by the tree root. “Annoying and really bothersome, but… I’m sure you’d be fine.” That was the she-cat’s answer for nearly everything: it was going to be okay. In fact, the world was divided into two parts: fine, and not fine. Despite being a pessimistic character in the long run, Pastelle believed that things were usually ‘fine’. It wasn’t spectacular or ‘good’, as most cats said when asked about their business, but it wasn’t horrible either. But the tide was turning these past few moons. The molly had a gut feeling that a strong force was taking over… Ever since the clan’s fire, cats were mysteriously vanishing from the Syndicate. She heard a variety of rumors: they were breaking from their ranks to join Dark Forest members, or spying on the clans themselves, or fighting in battle… her ears flattened as she thought of these various events. Rumors were generally lies, but what if these were truths intertwined? “Let’s keep going.” She sighed, shaking her head from those thoughts. If only the Dusk Syndicate could have a new Commander soon, then things would be much more organized. |
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