Blood bubbled and pulsated beneath Softkit's paws as Firehawk tried to make a sound-- successfully only making a wheeze in the process. He didn't know who was touching him, the words of Snakeheart were falling on deaf ears, he wanted so desperately to listen but the world was rapidly fading.
Skies, he wished the kits didn't see any of this. Firehawk would have never wanted them to witness death, to experience the fear of being in danger, to see the blood pool around him in an endless stream. No amount of pressure would save his shredded throat.
The blurry figures turned gray, and then everything melted into nothingness. As his last breath left his body, he was greeted with the smell of lotus flowers and the sour scent of stinging nettle.
Softkit screamed as Firehawk went limp. She placed more pressure on his wounds as if she could still save him. He wasn't gone yet-he couldn't be!
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“Wha-?” The young queen opened her eyes, blearily taking in Firehawk’s words.
“What?!” She leapt to her paws and shook her kits awake,
“Wake up! Wake up! Coyote in the camp! We have to get to safety!” Dunesplash felt feverish as Frogkit blinked open his blue and amber eyes.
“What? Mama... what is a coyote?”
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The sandy molly blinked awake. A coyote? In camp?! She jumped up and cowered under her mother. I heard someone say they where like a bigger, meaner dog she whimpered to Frogkit's question.
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Snakeheart had seen death before in a horrible situation like this before but somehow it was even worse the second time. The kits were screaming and the elder went limp warmth quickly leaching out of his pelt into the air for good. He was gone. He was gone and yet this wasnt over, there were always more injured and the monster wasnt gone.
He allowed himself a single moment of despair before rallying. "Someone take care of Firehawks body, one of you queens get it out of the way and dont allow the coyote to maul it!"
Swooping down he muttered a soft "He's gone we need to focus on the injured that are alive now. You can morn when its over." Before going to pick up the kit and carry them with him as he went to deal with another injured, Snakeheart knew better then most that sometimes the best thing to do with grief was suppress it and focus on your duty. It wasnt the healthiest process sure but it'd kept him sane through Dogflame and would keep him sane here. Maybe Softkit would keep sane with that too.
Right Firehawk was gone but there were still injured cats, most maily caught up with fighting the coyote, foxdung. They needed to end this now Lotushearts eye was seriously concerning and Deerwing could lose her kits with a wayward kick from the animal. "The coyote is weak! Drive it out or kill it now and Deerwing keep at a distance you cant risk getting hit too badly!"
He'd mob Lotusheart after and though he'd need to check the queen after her wounds for now werent to bad that Softkit couldnt keep her stable for a bit.
But then "Sorrelkit NO! Get away from it stop! SOMEONE STOP HIM!"
Softkit sniffled, staring in horror at Firehawk and her own bloodstained paws. In a daze, she turned to the medicine cat. "I... I j-just... I need a minute," she whispered.
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Deerwing ceased her fire on the coyote, stumbling away to a corner and crouching down. Sounds were a blur, but she saw Sorrelkit running across the clearing towards the coyote and her heart skipped a beat. She tried to get back up and chase after the kit, but the moment she tried to move she just collapsed on her side. Great Starclan, why did having kits on the way have to make her so weak!?
Warm blood seeped down her face from her ear from the bite and there were a couple of gashes on her back from the scuffle with the coyote, but other than that she seemed fine. Just exhausted.
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Softkit sniffled, staring in horror at Firehawk and her own bloodstained paws. In a daze, she turned to the medicine cat. "I... I j-just... I need a minute," she whispered.
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Violetkit walked to the shivering kit and began licking her fur softly. "It's okay", she whispered trying to ignore the snarling of the coyote or the screeching of cats or the blood pounding in her ear or the- yeah she wasn't doing a very good job but she needed to stay strong.
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Violetkit walked to the shivering kit and began licking her fur softly. "It's okay", she whispered trying to ignore the snarling of the coyote or the screeching of cats or the blood pounding in her ear or the- yeah she wasn't doing a very good job but she needed to stay strong.
Softkit pressed into Violetkit, tears silently running down her face. She hiccuped a little, focusing on the other kit... And not on the blood covering her fur.
Softkit pressed into Violetkit, tears silently running down her face. She hiccuped a little, focusing on the other kit... And not on the blood covering her fur.
She meowed soft words to the kit, urging her to the corner of the den away from the battling.
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Violetkit gathered the kits and queens not fighting in the back of the Nursery.
(Mentioning those I've seen typing)
"Is anyone injured or in shock", she murmured hurriedly to the shivering kits. She tried to remember what Snakeheart had taught her and she hoped it would be enough until the coyote left. She blocked the smallest kits from the sight of the coyote and scanned them for scrapes or signs of shock.
Shadowkit squeaked in response, quivering with fear and soaking wet from his tears.
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She meowed soft words to the kit, urging her to the corner of the den away from the battling.
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Softkit spent another minute crying, but soon was numbed. She hadn't saved Firehawk, but maybe she could still save another cat. She liked around, trying to find an injured cat that she could help.
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