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racer - I just thought I would make this thread while I remember it, even if it is technically a few days after the full moon.
Dizzyspell laid in a nest in the witch’s den, her white coat stained with blood and herbs. The normally bubbly warrior had been attacked by a hawk while out on patrol and just nearly escaped with her life. The bird had picked her up and only by clawing at it with all her might did she convince it to drop her. Unfortunately that had been from a pretty decent height. So in addition to deep wounds from the talons, she suffered from broken ribs and a pretty severe concussion. At first it had looked like she would die then and there. Yet the last few days she had been making improvements and even regaining consciousness. Though she was still incredibly weak, too fatigued to do much more than keep her eyes open.
Today she tried to sit up, though at the movement she felt a sharp pain in her chest. Soon she was uncontrollably coughing with a bit of blood trickling out of her mouth. “Help!” She called out as loud as she could while she struggled to catch her breath. Collapsing back down into her nest she looked frantically for the witch or the pupil, just anyone who would help her.
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 May 16, 2021 16:53:03 GMT -5
Roseshade wasn't to far away, having just stepped out to get a bit to eat when she heard her patient calling out for help. She nosed her cheek "What is hurting?" she looked over the she-cat but other than the blood trickling out of her mouth there was nothing obvious for her to go on. She hadn't had any medical training yet, so she was just blindly trying to help based on the few things that she had managed to gather on her own. It didn't help that the other clans had forsaken WinterClan, so there was no one that she could go to for help(im assuming this was before Amberbird)
