Too much. It was all too much. And she couldn't take it anymore. Call her a coward. Call her cruel. She had no love left for Riverclan.
Bitter hot tears burn her eyes as she packs all the herbs she can carry. Not much gets left behind. Some sticks, some moss. Everything she can bundle gets stowed away in a tightly bound satchel made of leaves and vine. She had once devoted her life and all her time to learning how to heal them.
Now they could rot for all she cared.
Slipping out of her den, she eyes the body of Birchbranch laying in a bloody pool on the ground. Did she feel remorse? Regret? Sadness? In all truthfulness no, she didn't. She doesn't make her presence known as she slinks through the clearing toward the exit. Toward freedom. Maybe clan life hadn't been for her after all. More cats caused more headaches. Gingerfrost had made a mistake. Hopefully he forgave her. Tail twitching behind her, she hesitates at the opening of the clan entrance, staring back over her shoulder. Would Silverpaw look for her? Appledawn wonder where she'd gone? Eaglekit, Mossykit, Cobwebpaw, Adderpaw... Birdsnow would worry. Larkstar would struggle even more. But despite all that she turns away and sprints out into the wilderness.
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!!! DISCLAIMER !!!
Blood, Gore, + Near Death Warning. If you are sensitive to this, take your eyes away from this thread.
For the mentions, you need to know that Birchbranch was attacked by a badger. She had blinded it and drove it out, but not before it caught her by the throat. The wound is deep, yet not deep enough to kill. However, if Tansypaw refuses to treat Birchbranch, infection will set in and she will likely die. Think carefully about how you respond.
Birchbranch stumbled back into the camp, a rabbit, blackbird, and thrush in her jaws.
However, the molly was covered in blood. Her own blood.
The RiverClan warrior flung the prey down at Tansypaw, Springpaw, and Adderpaw.
''Are you happy now?'' She hissed, voice distraught and strained with pain. A bloody gash ran across her throat. Blood covered Birchbranch's chest and pooled on the ground at her forepaws.
Birchbranch trembled, swaying on her paws before collapsing involuntarily to the ground. She tried desperately to keep her eyes open. They were wide with terror.
The warrior knew Tansypaw wouldn't do anything. Tansypaw was on strike.
That coward.
That was all Birchbranch could think. She looked around to see if Larkstar was in the clearing. Not a whisker. Hopefully soon with all the commotion that is about to break out within the Clan.
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Rainstar is RippleClan's current Leader. She has an open-den policy.
Owlswoop is ValleyClan's current Deputy.
v List of mentions for who needs to be involved. Others may join if they like. v
Owltalon had tried to follow Birchbranch's scent as well as she could, but her nose was horribly congested from the cold weather.
When she finally found where the warrior last was, she was already gone, a trail of scarlet marking her tracts.
Blood. Fresh crimson.
Owltalon nearly fainted in pure shock, her pelt bristling with fury. This was stupid, out of control and overly stupid. And despite the many frustrated curses Owltalon murmured from under her breath she was genuinely terrified for Birchbranch and what might happen to her.
So, she followed the trail of blood right back to the Riverclan clearing, were the once filled with life she-cat was sprawled out onto the snowy earth, the blood a pool of scarlet around her, engulfing the white snow in its wake.
She could only make out a few mews over the sound of pounding blood in her ears.
She ran right up to Birchbranch, her paws becoming slick with blood, her blood.
Owltalon shuttered. Why couldn't she get there in time? Maybe if she did, she wouldn't be at the gate of death itself.
Too much. It was all too much. And she couldn't take it anymore. Call her a coward. Call her cruel. She had no love left for Riverclan.
Bitter hot tears burn her eyes as she packs all the herbs she can carry. Not much gets left behind. Some sticks, some moss. Everything she can bundle gets stowed away in a tightly bound satchel made of leaves and vine. She had once devoted her life and all her time to learning how to heal them.
Now they could rot for all she cared.
Slipping out of her den, she eyes the body of Birchbranch laying in a bloody pool on the ground. Did she feel remorse? Regret? Sadness? In all truthfulness no, she didn't. She doesn't make her presence known as she slinks through the clearing toward the exit. Toward freedom. Maybe clan life hadn't been for her after all. More cats caused more headaches. Gingerfrost had made a mistake. Hopefully he forgave her. Tail twitching behind her, she hesitates at the opening of the clan entrance, staring back over her shoulder. Would Silverpaw look for her? Appledawn wonder where she'd gone? Eaglekit, Mossykit, Cobwebpaw, Adderpaw... Birdsnow would worry. Larkstar would struggle even more. But despite all that she turns away and sprints out into the wilderness.
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Appledawn
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RiverClan
she/her | 13 moons
[Plush cream flamepoint with yellow eyes]
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[Birchbranch - @/Shellwhisker ] [Owltalon - @/Marigoldwhisper ] [Tansypaw - @silver. ] [Adderpaw - @TheLostAmongTheStars] [Springpaw - @Leafy ]
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Appledawn heard a commotion outside the warrior's den, and poked her head outside to see some of the apprentices that she had heard aruging with two warriors just moments before. She stared at them for a bit, unsure if she should walk over and see what was happening, but before she could make a decision, Birchbranch stumbled into camp, bleeding. She sucked in a breath, pushing out of the den fully and coming to a stop by the now collapsed warrior. "What happened?" She demanded of the warrior, then demanded of Owltalon who came rushing in after. It didn't smell like another clan cat, but it was a scent she didn't recognize. She whirled to Tansypaw, mouth open to request permission to find herbs to patch the warrior up herself--she wasn't going to let a warrior die without giving her information as to what threat was on the territory--but the medicine cat was already gone. She blinked, scanning the clearing, before turning to the other two apprentices. That was fine, she could handle it. Definitely. "Do either of you know healing herbs."
!!! DISCLAIMER !!!
Blood, Gore, + Near Death Warning. If you are sensitive to this, take your eyes away from this thread.
For the mentions, you need to know that Birchbranch was attacked by a badger. She had blinded it and drove it out, but not before it caught her by the throat. The wound is deep, yet not deep enough to kill. However, if Tansypaw refuses to treat Birchbranch, infection will set in and she will likely die. Think carefully about how you respond.
Birchbranch stumbled back into the camp, a rabbit, blackbird, and thrush in her jaws.
However, the molly was covered in blood. Her own blood.
The RiverClan warrior flung the prey down at Tansypaw, Springpaw, and Adderpaw.
''Are you happy now?'' She hissed, voice distraught and strained with pain. A bloody gash ran across her throat. Blood covered Birchbranch's chest and pooled on the ground at her forepaws.
Birchbranch trembled, swaying on her paws before collapsing involuntarily to the ground. She tried desperately to keep her eyes open. They were wide with terror.
The warrior knew Tansypaw wouldn't do anything. Tansypaw was on strike.
That coward.
That was all Birchbranch could think. She looked around to see if Larkstar was in the clearing. Not a whisker. Hopefully soon with all the commotion that is about to break out within the Clan.
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Rainstar is RippleClan's current Leader. She has an open-den policy.
Owlswoop is ValleyClan's current Deputy.
v List of mentions for who needs to be involved. Others may join if they like. v
Owltalon had tried to follow Birchbranch's scent as well as she could, but her nose was horribly congested from the cold weather.
When she finally found where the warrior last was, she was already gone, a trail of scarlet marking her tracts.
Blood. Fresh crimson.
Owltalon nearly fainted in pure shock, her pelt bristling with fury. This was stupid, out of control and overly stupid. And despite the many frustrated curses Owltalon murmured from under her breath she was genuinely terrified for Birchbranch and what might happen to her.
So, she followed the trail of blood right back to the Riverclan clearing, were the once filled with life she-cat was sprawled out onto the snowy earth, the blood a pool of scarlet around her, engulfing the white snow in its wake.
She could only make out a few mews over the sound of pounding blood in her ears.
She ran right up to Birchbranch, her paws becoming slick with blood, her blood.
Owltalon shuttered. Why couldn't she get there in time? Maybe if she did, she wouldn't be at the gate of death itself.
Too much. It was all too much. And she couldn't take it anymore. Call her a coward. Call her cruel. She had no love left for Riverclan.
Bitter hot tears burn her eyes as she packs all the herbs she can carry. Not much gets left behind. Some sticks, some moss. Everything she can bundle gets stowed away in a tightly bound satchel made of leaves and vine. She had once devoted her life and all her time to learning how to heal them.
Now they could rot for all she cared.
Slipping out of her den, she eyes the body of Birchbranch laying in a bloody pool on the ground. Did she feel remorse? Regret? Sadness? In all truthfulness no, she didn't. She doesn't make her presence known as she slinks through the clearing toward the exit. Toward freedom. Maybe clan life hadn't been for her after all. More cats caused more headaches. Gingerfrost had made a mistake. Hopefully he forgave her. Tail twitching behind her, she hesitates at the opening of the clan entrance, staring back over her shoulder. Would Silverpaw look for her? Appledawn wonder where she'd gone? Eaglekit, Mossykit, Cobwebpaw, Adderpaw... Birdsnow would worry. Larkstar would struggle even more. But despite all that she turns away and sprints out into the wilderness.
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Originally Posted by Micanomancy
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Appledawn
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RiverClan
she/her | 13 moons
[Plush cream flamepoint with yellow eyes]
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[Birchbranch - @/Shellwhisker ] [Owltalon - @/Marigoldwhisper ] [Tansypaw - @silver. ] [Adderpaw - @TheLostAmongTheStars] [Springpaw - @Leafy ]
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Appledawn heard a commotion outside the warrior's den, and poked her head outside to see some of the apprentices that she had heard aruging with two warriors just moments before. She stared at them for a bit, unsure if she should walk over and see what was happening, but before she could make a decision, Birchbranch stumbled into camp, bleeding. She sucked in a breath, pushing out of the den fully and coming to a stop by the now collapsed warrior. "What happened?" She demanded of the warrior, then demanded of Owltalon who came rushing in after. It didn't smell like another clan cat, but it was a scent she didn't recognize. She whirled to Tansypaw, mouth open to request permission to find herbs to patch the warrior up herself--she wasn't going to let a warrior die without giving her information as to what threat was on the territory--but the medicine cat was already gone. She blinked, scanning the clearing, before turning to the other two apprentices. That was fine, she could handle it. Definitely. "Do either of you know healing herbs."
Adderpaw
Determined ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Lawful Good ⋆ She/Her
“One day I’ll be the greatest warrior of all the clans!”
Adderpaw would have thrown hands with the rabbit being thrown at her, consequences be damned, but that didn't matter right now. One thing that Adderpaw do what . She knew two basic herbs and that was all of it. "Moss to soak up and wipe away the blood. Cobwebs to cover the wounds. That's all I know, good luck. Too many cats tending to one cat will just make things worse." Adderpaw said before she sprinted towards Tansypaw. She knew there were foxes on the prowl and apparently a badger as well...
So weak she could crumble... Adderpaw could NOT let her friend get hurt. She knew that Tansypaw was frail at this point and was unsure if medicine cats even got combat training. Adderpaw had been learning to train her body, to push it further than she could ever thought it would go. This was thanks to her dedication and a massive thanks to Springpaw. She would kill whatever tried to harm Tansypaw...
Clear you head Adderpaw, she wasn't in danger right now. Remember what happened last time? Rang through her head. The young apprentice needed to rope in her mind before it did something stupid again. Last time she was lucky, her thoughtlessness didn't bite her in the rear but thinking back on it that was pure luck. The enemy were too disorganized. Hope she is fine, act if she is not. Pay attention to now.
Birchbranch's terrified amber gaze followed Tansypaw and watched the medicine cat leave.
She tried to call out after her, not knowing whether she wanted to say 'You coward!' or to apologize.
But Birchbranch failed. Blood bubbled up in her throat and she gave a tired lash of her tail.
Her gaze flicked over to Appledawn. At least some cat cared. Birchbranch looked over to where Owltalon was frozen stiff with shock and fear.
Birchbranch tried to keep her breathing steady. Tansypaw was gone and now she was going to die. She was sure of it. Unless a miracle happened.
A loud, commanding yowl sounded above the rest of the mews.
''RiverClan, hold your paws!''
Birchbranch noticed Shellwhisker burst through the crowd of RiverClan warriors, strong muscles shining beneath her golden-brown and white pelt.
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RiverClan Warrior - 35 Moons
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Shellwhisker examined Birchbranch's bloody neck fur, noticing the scent of the enemy on her Clanmate's fur at once.
''Badger scent,'' She sniffed. The RiverClan warrior turned to Honeystep.
''You. Go to Tansypaw's den and fetch marigold. You should know what marigold looks like,'' The molly explained with a whisk of her tail.
Shellwhisker nodded to Springpaw. ''Lionheart or not, you'll follow this order. Go find cobwebs. Now.''
The RiverClan warrior then glanced at Owltalon. ''Fetch moss and soak it in water for Birchbranch. We need to keep her drinking as much as we possibly can.''
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Rainstar is RippleClan's current Leader. She has an open-den policy.
Sorrelblaze was off on a solo patrol, so to say he was surprised at what he came back to would be a severe understatement. The bloodied body in the clearing. Tansypaw walking past him. Cats yowling like idiots. It all happened so fast. He didn't know what to think or say. He scanned for Larkstar, desperate to see her face in a time like this, yet...nowhere. Okay. This won't be fun.
Acting on instinct, Sorrelblaze hurried into the warriors' den and collected moss from his own nest. He swiftly returned to Birchbranch's side, moss in his maw. He knew little to nothing about herbs, but whenever he was wounded, moss was what he remembered being the most commonly used against his bleeding. "I havff mossff," He mewed through the mouthfull of moss, slightly out of breath. "Let me helpff, ffplease."
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Sorrelblaze was off on a solo patrol, so to say he was surprised at what he came back to would be a severe understatement. The bloodied body in the clearing. Tansypaw walking past him. Cats yowling like idiots. It all happened so fast. He didn't know what to think or say. He scanned for Larkstar, desperate to see her face in a time like this, yet...nowhere. Okay. This won't be fun.
Acting on instinct, Sorrelblaze hurried into the warriors' den and collected moss from his own nest. He swiftly returned to Birchbranch's side, moss in his maw. He knew little to nothing about herbs, but whenever he was wounded, moss was what he remembered being the most commonly used against his bleeding. "I havff mossff," He mewed through the mouthfull of moss, slightly out of breath. "Let me helpff, ffplease."
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Blood, Gore + Near Death Warning. If you are sensitive to these, take your eyes away from the thread.
Shellwhisker - Agatha Kitty [ Active ], Well Insulated [ Active ]
RiverClan Warrior - 35 Moons
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Shellwhisker nodded her approval to Sorrelblaze.
''Until Springpaw returns with cobwebs, use that moss to staunch the bleeding. I can't guarantee it will stop it completely, but it will have to work for now.''
Shellwhisker looked at the three cats she had sent out.
''Well?'' She demanded. ''What are you waiting for?! We don't have all day when there's an injured warrior on the verge of death!''
Shellwhisker's tail gestured to Birchbranch, who lay on the ground in a pool of her own blood.
''It's a miracle she isn't dead by now. If Tansypaw hadn't snuck out of camp, things would be much more easier.''
Shellwhisker's ice-blue gaze scorched the gathered RiverClan warriors around her.
''All of you. Find something to do to help Birchbranch. We cannot let her die. As one of our youngest warriors, Birchbranch has a lot of potential. She'll bring kits into RiverClan one day, and you'll all be grateful for her. Now get on with it!''
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Rainstar is RippleClan's current Leader. She has an open-den policy.
Owlswoop is ValleyClan's current Deputy.
v List of mentions for who should be involved. Others may join if they like. v
@FrostyGalaxy [ Larkstar ]
@poppy [ Birdsnow ]
@Leafy [ Springpaw ]
@/JellyMoons [ Sorrelblaze ]
@Marigoldwhisper [ Owltalon ]
@TheLostAmongTheStars [ Honeystep / Adderpaw ]
@Minacromancy [ Appledawn ]
Birchbranch isn't going to die. Don't worry. I still have plans for my baby <3
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On cue with Shellwhisker's nod of approval, Sorrelblaze dropped the moss and used his paws to apply pressure against Birchbranch's wound. He applied decent pressure, but part of him was afraid of choking her, considering the wound was on her throat...hopefully the moss from his bedding was thick enough to slow her bleeding without too much pressure.
As he pressed, Shellwhisker's words rang in his ears. Barking orders like a desperate dog trying to play alpha. He couldn't help but disapprove of her snide remarks about Tansypaw and assumption of Birchbranch's use to the Clan. He aimed to rest his tail on her backside for comfort. "We must remain calm so we can properly help her..."
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Birchbranch's terrified amber gaze followed Tansypaw and watched the medicine cat leave.
She tried to call out after her, not knowing whether she wanted to say 'You coward!' or to apologize.
But Birchbranch failed. Blood bubbled up in her throat and she gave a tired lash of her tail.
Her gaze flicked over to Appledawn. At least some cat cared. Birchbranch looked over to where Owltalon was frozen stiff with shock and fear.
Birchbranch tried to keep her breathing steady. Tansypaw was gone and now she was going to die. She was sure of it. Unless a miracle happened.
A loud, commanding yowl sounded above the rest of the mews.
''RiverClan, hold your paws!''
Birchbranch noticed Shellwhisker burst through the crowd of RiverClan warriors, strong muscles shining beneath her golden-brown and white pelt.
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RiverClan Warrior - 35 Moons
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Shellwhisker examined Birchbranch's bloody neck fur, noticing the scent of the enemy on her Clanmate's fur at once.
''Badger scent,'' She sniffed. The RiverClan warrior turned to Honeystep.
''You. Go to Tansypaw's den and fetch marigold. You should know what marigold looks like,'' The molly explained with a whisk of her tail.
Shellwhisker nodded to Springpaw. ''Lionheart or not, you'll follow this order. Go find cobwebs. Now.''
The RiverClan warrior then glanced at Owltalon. ''Fetch moss and soak it in water for Birchbranch. We need to keep her drinking as much as we possibly can.''
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Rainstar is RippleClan's current Leader. She has an open-den policy.
Birchbranch isn't going to die, though she's rather close to it. <3
Honeystep was just stepping by when a voice yelled at her. Her tail puffed up in shock at the sudden noise. What was with the scent of blood? Then she noticed a hurt cat. She didn't need to be told twice. She quickly went in the den and got the marigold for them.
not feeling motivated
She wanted to throw up. All of the orders Shellwhisker barked at her went through one clouded ear through the other as her frozen paws were locked in place.
She had to do something, anything. Anything for Starclan's sake!
Owltalon couldn't hear much, heck as of right now she didn't see much either, but she had been able to make out one yowl from Shellwhisker...
"Wet moss."
Moss? How was she going to find moss in this weather?
Owltalon wrinkled her maw, her gaze finally lifting from Birchbranch and to the trees of the forest around her.
The she-cat had noticed Appledawn applying some moss to her cuts. Well, a bit more would hurt would it? Also, it was a miracle within itself that Appledawn was even able to find that moss in this weather, that or she had a nag for finding things.
Argh! Stay focused, Owltalon! She had moss to find.
So the she-cat removed herself from the pool of ragged blood and fur that was Birchbranch and went off to the trees to go find some moss, trying to ignore the scent of blood on her paws.
"I'll be back," she murmured, not even looking back at the cats in the clearing. "Moss. Yeah..."
She didn't care if the others didn't hear here, at least she was making her useful for once.
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