[Caspian]

Rainfall was conscious now, blinking against hazy vision. He felt the unsteady support beneath him, and heard Spiderthroats voice. He didn’t speak, though. It would be like he was a doofus. As soon as you speak you go on some crazy autopilot or something.. And he was not about to embarrass himself in front of this many cats, not in his current state.. but it was uncontrollable, no matter what you did. He slid off of Spiderthroat and grunted, the pain in the right of his face searing as well as his ear.

He just blinked slowly, taking in the blurry sight before him. “Can I get help? I just..” his words were normal, oh stars. He spoke, a trigger, maybe. His social anxiety didn’t help him much at the moment. “I’m just tired..” he finished, rolling over onto his back slowly, kind of tilting to the side, blue eyes continuously shifting from Mudhound to Spiderthroat.

He was tired, very tired, he didn’t need much information to know that he wasn’t thinking clearly at all. Just a part of life.. he signed up for this when he went with the patrol. Maybe he’d get some cool scars.. maybe he’d die before he even gets the chance to think right again.. oh, starclan, his mature demeanor was getting completely obliterated by this vulnerable behavior.. half a face and acting in pain. But, to be fair, he did get a nice bonk on the head when he fell.

“I hate foxes.” he muttered crossly to Mudhound, blinking. He was in lots of pain, not the mention the fact he was now blubbering like a buffoon to the cats he thought were the coolest creatures to ever exist. I mean.. the way Mudhound handled the situation with the apprentices was absolutely stunning, and that they managed to protect Leafpaw for a while.. now, that was amazing. And Spiderthroat, he just.. just.. wow. He was cool. Just flat out cool. No words, just chill and amazing, like Mudhound.

Anyway, back to the current events.l or past ones. He decided to list them all in order in his head. One, they went to the ravine, two, they fought foxes, three.. there was no number three for Rainfall, expect for getting absolutely demolished by a pair of two, strong adult foxes, (despite their frail forms). He pawed at Mudhound with a paw soaked in damp blood, more dry than the last time he was awake. He was trying to wake up the large warrior. “Time to wake up, Mudhound.” he mumbled to them, absolutely destroying his usually calm tone

@Starfall @Rani @Omari