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Originally Posted by CreeperLover649
~~Clara Winglet~~
Clara waited for Halfheart to come back with the first aid kit. She smiled when she saw her with it. When it popped open, the girl took a few things from it. she opened one of the orange bottles and dipped some gauze in it. Then came the painful part. Clara needed to clean her wound if she was to treat it right. When she touched her wound with that gauze, she almost jumped to her feet because of the stinging pain it gave her, but she carried on. Halfheart seemed to sense her pain. Finally, Clara opened another part of the kit to reveal bandages. She wrapped them around her wound three times, then slapped the loose end on and cut the rest with her teeth, even though that hurt. She smiled down at the cat and patted her head and pointed out again. Food? She felt bad that she was making Halfheart do everything, but Clara couldn't really feel her leg, so... She rubbed her belly once and pointed in her mouth and out the door again. The kitchen, which was connected to the living room, was really destroyed. The table was broken, the countertops were too unstable to be stood on, and the fridge smelled horrible. There was the pantry, which had some food, like chips and cookies, but, lying near the back door, was the body of a man who was long dead. Could that be one of Clara's family members? |
Halfheart thought for a moment.
She's hurt... But getting better now that medicine there. Need food? Water? Food. Halfheart stretched, smiled a bit, and bounded away again, narrowly missing a pole sticking into the ground.
Oh, careful!
She went into the next room Clara had pointed to, but froze when she saw
it. The body. Laying by the opening, motionless- and very much dead. Halfheart shook herself. Food. She looked around for anything that remotely resembled what her people ate when she was a kitten. There! Up in the hollow area, some person food bags were sitting, dusty but intact. Halfheart looked around for a safe way to get up there.
Up white thing... Across that, then there! she thought, then did it. She climbed up the white stone thing, which smelled
disgusting, then ran across the top of a shelf on the wall. She reached down, snagged the bags on her sharp claws, and pulled them up two at a time. There were five in total, and the good news was that she could carry them all at the same time. Halfheart climbed back down, and returned to Clara.