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    mercurycub.

    [hr][justify]So perhaps Mercurycub's new personality change had got the best of him. His very curious nature had gotten the best of him, and had pulled him into a pretty deadly situation.


    It started out as an ordinary day for the cougar cub. The sun was setting like normal, leaving a a beautiful twilight sheet over the sky as the cub began to think of his master plan. He was to slip through the exit in a timely manner and break free into the freezing night. He figured that navigating the forest at night wouldn't be any different than the daytime, but by the time he noticed he was a bit too late to turn back.


    Though his footfalls were spiked with confidence, the cougar cub started to feel as though something was following him. Something awful. He brushed it off as he thought it was those freaky bedtime stories getting to him. His pace quickened as the fear started to wipe away his confidence. This wasn't gonna be good.


    Within moments, he was sent spiraling into a tree by an NPC ebony wolf. The snarling beast snapped at the cowering cub as Mercurycub cried out into the pitch black of the night hoping that somebody, anybody, would hear his terrified screams. His pupils were wide as he tried to fight back, but it was not enough. The wolf began to circle him before it somehow ran off.


    Mer was now left in the freezing night, covered in his own blood as he lay still against a thick tree trunk. How would someone find him out here?


    ( his injuries is some head trauma [ he will have a stutter from now on & be a bit slower when speaking ], general shock, and his left ear is now shredded and that is the source of the blood )



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    [justify]Crossway had been walking. He disliked patrolling in the freezing darkness of BlizardClan nigfht,s, but it was far better than sitting in the warrior's den, wishing for a sudden heat wave. And so the shade had set off. He had not been out for very long, perhaps six minutes, when the high pitched sound of someone screaming reached his ears. He wasted no time in wondering what had happened, and instead raced to the scene.




    He arrived just in time to see the ebony shadow depart. Crossway's every instinct told him to chasze the wolf, to do something. Instead he moved toward the injured child. Empty golden eyes studied Mercurycub, slipping from the blood to the traumatized child. The wolf must have attacked the cougar. It was probably starving - although Crossway did not remember seeing ribs on the fleeing creature, and a starving animal would have stuck around to finish the job.




    Eyes narrowed, he settled himself besides Merc. The thought of getting a medic did not cross his mind.




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    (c) monts

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    at the sound of the sfreams and stood, ears perked. ztill wrapped in her blanket, she yowled out before running. clockpaw!


    the feline ran through the woods at the sounds of the screeches. she didn't know who they were coming from, but dhe knew they were in danger. she saw mercurycub and crossway. she threw the blanket in her jaws over the cub's worst wound upon his ear to soak up blood quickly. she took a paw and brushed it from his face. " c-can you hear me? m-mercury? "


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    mercurycub.

    [hr][justify]Mercurycub was breathing, but only so slightly. He had enough energy to swing his head up to Crossway. Mer held his gaze for a moment - long enough to let the terror in his eyes to be seen by the black and white feline. After, he lowered his head back down, shutting his eyes. A faint and fearful whimpered escaped the cub's jaws.


    "C-c-cold-d." The cub stuttered lightly, voice barely audible. Hearing his own pathetic voice was enough to make the youngster begin the tear up. His small comment was followed by a few silent tears as he inched closer into the feline's fur. Hopefully some others would show up who could carry him back to camp as he was rather large. Mercurycub's hearing was also a bit messed up now, so he didn't hear Honey as much as he would've liked to.



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    Clo herself was no stranger to midnight strolls to clear her mind, wandering around the patrol to find review her day and what not, and it was during this excursion that she came across the cougar and the cat, spotting the blood glistening easily in the pale moonlight.


    "Mercury-san? Can you hear me? Don't worry, everything will be alright." She soothed, already taking a roll of cobweb out of her scarf pocket and clearing some snow to summon some herbs, "Can some notify his father?"


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    She gave a long sigh of relief and looked to clockpaw, tail swishing. " [color=#B0CCE4]i will. i tried to t-thop the bleeding. she straightened her blanket over the cub and pulled it off his ear to cover his freezing body and ran toward the camp.


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    mercurycub.

    [hr][justify]Mer nodded weakly as he heard the medic's voice, but other than that he was pretty out of it. He felt the feline going to work on his wounds, and he knew to thank her at a later time. But now, all the could think of was his massive migraine making rounds in his mind. "H-head h-hurts-s." Came the soft whimper of the cub as he tried to point out his other pains.



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    "I know, I know," She cooed, pausing to chew up a marigold poultice, before spitting it back out onto her paw. Not really the prettiest of jobs, but hey, it had to be done, "It'll all be over soon. Just hang tight, alright? In the mean time, why don't you tell me your favorite story." If the patient was suffering from concussion, disorientation and temporary memory loss was a common symptom, so it was important for Clock to know if he could manage a simple task such as that.


    As she spread the poultice neatly over the shredded ear, she made sure not to put him in anymore pain, and applied some cobweb over it when she was done.


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    Rosepaw saw the group and the blood and hurried over. she stood beside her adopted sister, clockpaw. "oh god. is he gonna be ok?" she asked concern in her voice.

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    Silas arrived on the scene, heart pounding, his eyes wide. He landed gently in the snow beside his son and stared, unable to speak, for several long moments. Trying to calm down the male would close his eyes and simply breath, his jaw clenched.


    "What happened? Clockpaw, is he okay? Is my son okay?"


    It was obvious that he was trying not to panic, his ears flat as his eyes slowly peeled themselves open and locked on the head medic. He refused to look at his son, to see him in that state. He'd probably end up breaking if he saw him injured.


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    Honey showed back up behind the leader, panting.

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    "Don't worry Silas, he'll be just fine, he's just in a state of shock. I just need to do the standard TBI check and then I'll need help transporting him to the Medicine Den." She replied in a serene manner, packing away her herbs before placing her paws gently on various parts of his head to check for any more injuries. Heh, she probably looked like an alien probing his brai-dammit Clockpaw! Concentrate!


    "Oh dear.." Clo murmured quietly, perhaps too quiet for anyone to hear, as a small frown showed upon her features, "Oh dear, oh dear.. Can someone fetch me some soaked moss?"


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    Silas sat back, biting his lip as he watched. The male's tail twitched every now and then, the only sign of life on the poor leader. His son... his dear son. What had even happened? He'd investigate and find out.


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    mercurycub.

    [hr][justify]"Ww-wolf." Mercurycub sputtered as he tried to look up towards his father. He didn't want to start a war or anything, but the NPC wolf had no allegiance as far as he could tell. All Merc knew is that he wanted to die.


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    Hearing the screams from the cmap, Sterry had awoken from her dreams. She was too frightened to leave the nursery at the moment.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; height: auto;][size=8]Lineus looked at the young male with a worried expression painted across raven and snow white face. The poor child. He could only hope that Silas's son would not die here today. That would not be good for anyone, especially not the leader himself. It wasn't easy to watch someone you love nearly die, and Lineus knew that first hand.
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    A wolf? Yes, they could be dangerous, especially to cubs. However, even a lone wolf wouldn't attack a child without some probable cause, right? Insanity, probably. However, that wasn't on Silas's mind, not completely, as he stood over his son. He placed a comforting paw to his cheek, gently. "Shh, son, don't speak. Let Clo finish fixing you up."


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    Rosepaw had gone to get soaked moss for clockpaw. A bit later she came back carrying some soaked moss on a largish leaf. "This is what you need, right?"

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