Arrowfur Fishing{OPEN}

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    Arrowfur glanced around making sure that, that awful she-cat was indeed gone. "Yes, dear one." The silver warrior told the kit, suddenly becoming drowsy. Oh Starclan, please let me make it through this! I have to protect this tiny scrap of fur!

    Alarmed Arrowfur turned to the other clancats. "We have to get her back to camp. I can't feed her..." the she-cat meowed dejectedly, feeling as if she had failed the kit in some way. She then licked Whitekit's head and promised her, "We will get you something soon."

    "Oh I know that, Whitekit. I meant we would see if one of our queens could spare some milk for you." Arrowfur prayed to Starclan at least one of them would be willing. She didn't think she would ever recover if something happened to this kit.

    Arrowfur looked up at Dragonheart. "I don't know if I can make it back to camp. Promise me you will see that Whitekit gets there safely."

    Arrowfur pressed her head against the kit's side. "If Dragonheart takes you, you must go with him," she prompted the young kit. "He is going to take you to a warm den where you can rest and get milk. I will make it to camp when I can."

    Dragonheart licked Arrowfurs wound and shook his head at Arrowfur. "I'm not leaving you here. You can lean on me as we walk back and I will carry Whitekit. Arrowfur I'm not going to ever just leave you to die." he meowed, eyes emotional.

    OOC: Darn it! Sorry that I haven't replied much.



    IC: Frostpaw looked at Dragonheart. "I can stay with Arrowfur. If that cat comes back I'll tear it to shreds!"

    Arrowfur looked at Dragonheart and then at Frostpaw. "Thank you. Both of you." She dipped her head to her two clanmates. "I will try to walk back with the two of you supporting me." The she-cat then looked down at Whitekit. "And you don't mind if Dragonheart carries you, right?"

    Dragonheart smiled, glad that Arrowfur would go back with him and Frostpaw. He wondered what would be done about Whitekit though- the rogue had practically pulled her out of nowhere. Where did she come from? Dragonheart shook his jet-black head and decided not to worry about that for now. "We wouldn't leave you out here to freeze."

    Wincing in response to the pain, Arrowfur stood shakily to her paws. Quickly she moved against Dragonheart for he was the closet to her. "We should get going," she meowed to the group decisively. "This winter weather will kill us all for sure if we don't get to shelter soon." And if I don't get started now I might never make it back to camp. The she-cat thought grimly.