Sorry, I just got really confused about the whole ceremony thing.)
Shypaw suddenly caught the scent of blood and whipped around, scanning the clearing for injured cats.
(....where is Ashfire? Is he in the camp or in the territory?)
Alrighty then.)
She paused when she spotted a dark lump of fur, the dark stain around him. "A--Ashfire?" She sprinted over to the downed cat, parting his fur to look for the wound. "HEY!" She called, looking around. "Who around here isn't squeamish?"
(where be injury?)
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I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Alrighty then.)
She paused when she spotted a dark lump of fur, the dark stain around him. "A--Ashfire?" She sprinted over to the downed cat, parting his fur to look for the wound. "HEY!" She called, looking around. "Who around here isn't squeamish?"
(where be injury?)
(I also got confused by the whole ceremony thing. So it's fine. The thread's kinda dying though.)
Lilacnose saw that Shypaw was coming to help, so she decided she was going to go hunt as she intended. She stopped however when she heard Shypaw asking for someone to help.
She came back on her steps and stood there, looking at the two cats.
"Well ... My fur has already been stained with his blood while carrying him back to camp, so I guess there's no point to ask for another cat to dirty themselves ..." She sighed. "Stupid foxes." She muttered as she waited to see if Shypaw would be accepting her offer.
Alrighty then.)
She paused when she spotted a dark lump of fur, the dark stain around him. "A--Ashfire?" She sprinted over to the downed cat, parting his fur to look for the wound. "HEY!" She called, looking around. "Who around here isn't squeamish?"
(where be injury?)
(The fox gave him the business. He has claw marks everywhere, though only some are deep and he's basically bleeding to death)
(The fox gave him the business. He has claw marks everywhere, though only some are deep and he's basically bleeding to death)
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Originally Posted by Rivergold
Alrighty then.)
She paused when she spotted a dark lump of fur, the dark stain around him. "A--Ashfire?" She sprinted over to the downed cat, parting his fur to look for the wound. "HEY!" She called, looking around. "Who around here isn't squeamish?"
(where be injury?)
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Originally Posted by PeaFlower
(I also got confused by the whole ceremony thing. So it's fine. The thread's kinda dying though.)
Lilacnose saw that Shypaw was coming to help, so she decided she was going to go hunt as she intended. She stopped however when she heard Shypaw asking for someone to help.
She came back on her steps and stood there, looking at the two cats.
"Well ... My fur has already been stained with his blood while carrying him back to camp, so I guess there's no point to ask for another cat to dirty themselves ..." She sighed. "Stupid foxes." She muttered as she waited to see if Shypaw would be accepting her offer.
embersong was watching wondering what would happen.she flew down from the cloud to see it better.she hoped the cat wouldnt die but if so then shed have a friend in the clouds.(will he die?)
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this little dragon rants alone about music that keeps me calm in the silent moments.
"i reject your reality and substitute my own!" - Adam
So did they bury you?
i done mind being brothered but be warned i will rant.
embersong was watching wondering what would happen.she flew down from the cloud to see it better.she hoped the cat wouldnt die but if so then shed have a friend in the clouds.(will he die?)
(I also got confused by the whole ceremony thing. So it's fine. The thread's kinda dying though.)
Lilacnose saw that Shypaw was coming to help, so she decided she was going to go hunt as she intended. She stopped however when she heard Shypaw asking for someone to help.
She came back on her steps and stood there, looking at the two cats.
"Well ... My fur has already been stained with his blood while carrying him back to camp, so I guess there's no point to ask for another cat to dirty themselves ..." She sighed. "Stupid foxes." She muttered as she waited to see if Shypaw would be accepting her offer.
Shypaw looked up and dipped her head. "Thank you." Turning back to Ashfire, she found one of the wounds that was still bleeding. "Please sit here and start washing the ones that are still bleeding," she mewed to Lilacnose. "I need to get supplies." with that she sprinted off to grab cobweb and marigold, not sure if she needed something else, but too in a hurry to think on it.
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FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Shypaw looked up and dipped her head. "Thank you." Turning back to Ashfire, she found one of the wounds that was still bleeding. "Please sit here and start washing the ones that are still bleeding," she mewed to Lilacnose. "I need to get supplies." with that she sprinted off to grab cobweb and marigold, not sure if she needed something else, but too in a hurry to think on it.
"Wash ? ..." Lilacnose repeated out loud, dumbfounded, her eyes wide and ears nervously twitching, as she watched Shypaw sprint away.
Then she looked at the bleeding wounds staining the warrior's fur.
She scrunched her nose in disgust, and sighed.
"Welp, I did volunteer ..." She muttered.
Taking a deep breath, she came closer to Ashfire and started licking around the wounds, trying her best to ignore the taste of blood and dirt. Ugh this is terrible ... This is why I would never have wanted to be a medicine cat ... She thought though she continued on washing the gashes.