He limped on three paws, still dragging the rabbit.
The Path of Horror (O)
- babykitten
- Closed
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heh on the bright side YOU can tell the elders a story she said trying to brighten up the mood
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"I'll be fine," he murmured. "I thought I saw an orange cat!" He exclaimed.
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Firepelt could see the apprentice running towards the Thunderpath. He ran over to Midnightheart. "I'd he ok?" He asked going on the other side to help him hobble to camp.
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"I'm fine!" Wildpaw purred. "I saw an orange cat and she pushed me out of the monsters way but it still hit me." Rosefur froze.
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OOC: I think i SAID SOMETHING SOMEWHERE THAT WAS W=MENT FOR HERE oh sorry caps
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(That's ok!)
Firepelt looked at the apprentice and knew who he was talking about. "Well I guess you got someone looking out for you in starclan." He meowed
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yeah MidnightHEart thought
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"Why wasn't it in Starclan?" He asked. "And she didn't do a good job!"
Rosefur took the apprentice's prey and padded forward, her eyes haunted.
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poor rosefur she thought
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"She did her job. You could have died so think of this as a battle scar." He meowed looking back at Rosefur.
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Rosefur didn't meet his gaze. Grief was swamping her strongly with each step she took.
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Firepelt could see the sadness in her eyes and kept walking with Windpaw. He wished he could go back and save Brightpaw from the thunderpath everyday but he can't go back. He signed and kept walking.
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Wildpaw lay down in the medicine den while Rosefur dropped the prey and just went into the warrior's den.
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Firepelt helped Wildpaw into the den then walked into the warriors den by Rosefur. He sat down but didn't say anything.
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MidNightHeart sighed in boredom it had been a long day
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She put her head on her paws. "There's something you don't know."
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Firepelt looked at her with confusion. "What is it?" He asked.
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"I have other littermates and I think they might be dead, too..." Memories flashed in front of her as she remembered a brown Tom and a tortoiseshell she-cat. "My father took them away..."
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"How do you know they are dead? They could be alive somewhere." He meowed trying to be positive.