
April 21st, 2017, 06:47 PM
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Re: WindClan Warriors' Den
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Originally Posted by Duskflight
It seemed to have taken ages to get back to camp, but at least they were eventually able to. Normally Duskflight would have been a bit self-conscious with all of the attention drawn to him, but at the moment, he was barely hanging on to consciousness it felt like and the thought of cats taking notice of him was the last thing on his mind. The dark grey tom was nearly ready to collapse in the clearing but the orange tabby apparently had a different idea and was moving him to presumably the warriors den. The clan looked so different from when he was a warrior, it's clear the fire had taken it's toll on the land. Once safely inside of the den and in the back, Dusk collapsed into a nest with a wheeze, closing his eyes as the cat who brought him here ordered him to not move as he went to go grab him some food, the former warrior would be more than happy to abide by this request and simply took the time to try and regain what little energy he had left. Before he could happen to fall asleep, he heard pawsteps returning and the smell of rabbit, his nose twitching and his eyes opening tiredly. Normally the dark grey tom was a modest cat and prided himself in his manners, but at the moment he truly was starving and the second that it was placed in front of him, the former warrior ravenously began to tear into it, ignoring the need to pluck the fur from it first. After a good portion of it had been devoured, the skinny cat could finally let out a sigh, ears perked at the cat's question and then promptly after that his introduction.
So they have a new leader.. I wonder what happened to Dapplestar?
Blinking his head, he would immediately bow it in respect and close his eyes.
"I apologize if I didn't greet you with the proper respect I.. I was still under the impression that Dapplestar was leader."
Now it was his turn to introduce himself. Raising his head, his baby blue eyes would meet those amber ones of Blazingstar.
"My name is Dusk, but I was formerly known as Duskflight."
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Amusement sparked in his golden hues as he watched the feline before him tear into the hare. Perhaps that's all this cat needed, a good meal to help him strengthen back up. Surgestorm wouldn't have to look over him as there appeared to be no injuries on the dark tom. He was just thin and weak, but nothing one of the moor's hares couldn't fix. As Dusk leaned back and relaxed a little, a proper introduction was preformed leaving Blazingstar's mouth opened in slight awe. He never thought he'd see the day this cat came back. No wonder his scent was so familiar! "Du- Duskflight?!" he echoed, his eyes growing wide. How could he have overlooked the obvious! "DUSKFLIGHT!" he almost sprang to his paws, but merely got into an excited kit fight crouch. His fur was bristling with excitement. "It- it- it's me! Blazingstorm!" he spoke almost too loudly for the den. This was the feline he trained with! How could he not have recognized him? Did that make him a terrible friend? No...
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