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Originally Posted by SunsetWhisker
Sunsetslash
12 moons old
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The large black and red tom was bored sure he had feeling really sick lately mostly after eating a fat shrew he found but he didn't think much of it then went over to the prey pile and grabbed something to eat but went from hungry to not hungry and so he walked back to his back to his preferred spot he then felt really dizzy and started coughing a lot then sat down still feeling dizzy
|Open for anyone to convince him to go to the Med den| |
Tansyjaw wasn't sure WHAT was going around the clan, but an awful lot of the warriors were looking....sickly. Some of them were just a bit green about the gills, and normally she was all in favor of pushing through. After all, if all of the warriors went down, especially with as many kits as there were, the clan would be in big trouble. But Sunsetsplash.....he looked much, much beyond just a little queasy. Like he was about to throw up, or already had. He was of no use in such a state, and Tansyjaw was reasonable. Most of the time. At this point, the best thing was to get him out of the clearing and to the medicine den, before he sickened others.
This thought firmly within her head, the molly made tracks for his spot at the edge of the clearing.
Sunsetsplash. Her voice was firm and commanding, as befitting of an elder speaking to a new warrior, and her impressive height and size only added to the effect.
You don't look well. Stating the obvious. It wasn't exactly....subtle.
Have you been to see Drizzlecloud? She refused to include the Shadowclan-blooded Springpaw in the equation unless absolutely necessary. She was useful, no doubt, but Tansyjaw had no love for the young molly.