Scorch hung by his claws. he was hanging from a cliff. He tried to pull himself up but his wounds held him back. He growled. He felt tired and wanted to let go, but there was no way he could.
Do you trust me? ~Scorch,a ton, needs a mate!~
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Apple was hunting when she smelled blood and heard strained grunting. She hurried over to the source of the noise, and found a tom hanging onto a cliff by his claws.
"Oh!" She looked around, finding a long stick. She held it out to him. "Here! Grab on!" -
He bit down on the stick and his back claws got hold of somthing to hang on to. He pulled himself up "Thank...you.." he meowed between gasps
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"Are you okay? What happened?" she asked, her head cocked with concern.
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"Bloodclan.." he meowed
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Apple nodded. "Let me take you back to my place. I don't have any medicine, but I can get you cleaned up and that," she offered
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He nodded slowly "okay.." he meowed, trying his hardest to get to his feet
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Apple smiled. "Need help?"
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"A little..." he meowed
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Apple smiled, positioning herself so that Scorch could lean on her.
"Alright, let's go. You're lighter than you look," she remarked, starting back the direction she came.