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Oakshade burst into camp with a small gray form dangling from his jaws. Well, okay, Twilightpaw wasn't unusually small for his age or anything, but compared to his uncle anything looked small. A trail of blood followed him as he carried the critically wounded cat up to the High Priest's den although he moved so quickly that there was really no telling where exactly he was wounded.
"Was... was that Twilightpaw?" Valleykit squeaked, her amber eyes going wide. She'd been outside playing with a moss-ball when all this went down, but stopped immediately when she scented blood in the air. Magnoliakit, as always, had been playing with her and was the cat she was speaking to, "We better go find Mapledawn and Stridesplash! He looked really hurt!"
"What about Twilightpaw?" Aurorapaw asked the kit, looking up just in time to see her uncle disappear inside Bloodystar's den with her brother. Without even thinking she was already moving, following the bloody trail up to the leader's den. Her parents where in the prison, and she wasn't sure if they would just let them out without Bloodystar's word.
"Oakshade?? What happened to Twilightpaw?" asked the patchwork she-cat as she hurried inside the den after him, her brown eyes where wide with worry as she looked between her uncle and her litter-mate.
Valleykit cocked her head at Aurorapaw, her amber eyes catching the sunshine just right so they looked like twin pieces of sunstone. She pointed toward the High Priest's den, "Daddy just carried him into camp like he did Fillykit last time she got out! Except instead of taking him to the nursery, he took him up there." A trail of blood marked the path, although Oakshade's paw-steps had smudged it slightly.
"I found him near the NightClan border...," Oakshade's back was to Aurorapaw and he was addressing Bloodystar, who was already busy applying copious amounts of cobwebs to Twilightpaw's throat. The young tom was not moving at all, but his sides were raising slightly, still breathing, "... in a pool of blood. It looks like there was a fight but I, I didn't investigate. Can you save him?!"
"Hold these cobwebs over his throat while I make up a poultice," Bloodystar instructed, not answering Oakshade's question, much to the other tom's dismay.
"Can you save him?" He asked again.
"I don't know, but I definitely won't if you don't take these cobwebs and do as I say. There's no time."
Oakshade moved into position and Bloodystar got to work on his poultice. Neither cats had noticed Aurorapaw right away although, when she spoke up, Oakshade turned his head to his niece and shook his head, "Aurorapaw, sweetie, you should go back---"
"Come over here and chew this marigold, then spit it on this leaf and let me know when you are done," Bloodystar's terse voice interrupted Oakshade's, causing the larger tom to lash his tail, but he said nothing. Bickering wasn't going to help Twilightpaw.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Sept 21, 2020 19:52:32 GMT -5
Brightpaw had been just about to leave camp, when the scent of blood filled her nose. It wasn't all that unusual here in SUnClan, but seeing her brother's limp form hanging from Oakshade's jaws made her heart nearly stop. She stood there frozen for a moment before chasing after them. She slipped into the den her tail lashing behind her "I'll do it!" she jumped at the oppertunity to help, anything to keep her mind off the horrific scene unfolding. She felt sick to her stomach as she pushed the chewed up marigold towards Bloodyrondo
