[Mica]

Name: Hawkfur
Gender & Pronouns: male, he/him
Rank: Fury
Injury Overview: Large burn over his rear right thigh and haunches. Not incredibly severe, but has gone without water and is looking rather nasty at this point. He is also coughing a little--his scarred throat is acting up due to the smoke.
Live/Die/Desired Outcome: Live
Other:
Mention: @Alchemist Kitsune

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Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 55 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky-blue eyes]
Purrks: Flock Together T3, Killer Aptitude T1
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Hanged Man ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Crowtooth - @Rani ]
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When had he ended up on Crowtooth's back? Ugh, he looked like a ridiculous kit! But each time he tried to wriggle down so he could walk himself, Dapplebreeze and Crowtooth were right there to snap at him to hold still. Eventually the Fury's exhaustion took hold and he let himself be carried back home.

Lightningstorm and Rabbitpaw were already preparing by the time the fire fighters arrived, and Hawkfur was deposited gently in a moss nest. He grunted a thanks to Crowtooth, giving Lightningstorm a tired, but still somewhat cheeky grin as she approached. "'S not that bad, but sure feels it." He did his best to stretch out his back right leg, wincing at the strain. This was the first time he got a good look at the burn, and whoo boy. Some of his red striped fur had been completely burned away, other tufts blackened by smoke. The skin was red and throbbing, blisters already forming. He groaned, letting his head fall back onto the nest. "I just had to play hero, didn't I?" The self-deprecating words were hinted with amusement, however strained. A deep breath had him choking, the scent of smoke stuck in his throat and caking his mouth. Yeuch.