This is (Jenga) killing me...

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    Lionsighted couldn't do this no more.



    There last fight with RiverClan had left him knocked out cold on their territory, and his leader and clan mates had just left him there, to stumble bleary-headed, dazed, and in pain all the way back to Four Trees. He half skidded down the slope, unsure whether to try and make an appearance back to BloodClan territory or not. His throat hurt, as he had been viciously kicked there, not once, but twice, his pelt torn and missing fur, and his head was pounding. If only that large overgrown RiverClanner hadn't been so protective of the apprentice, he would have won and proven his worth. Now Lord Sheo would never raise his status. What was the point of going back. He sunk to the ground, his legs unable to support him, weak from hunger and pain.



    @Jenga

    (nuuuuuuuu! ::) :D )


    Jenga had been wandering the clan territories again. She didn't care if she was caught or not, the clan cats were too stupid to hurt her, or catch her if she went to escape. Funnily enough, she knew her way around a lot of the clan territory, even though she didn't live near it. It just went to show that if you were quick and observant enough, any cat could learn their way around everywhere, even if that place was 'guarded'. As she neared four trees, she heard a thump. Then, caught the horrible scent of blood, which seemed to be overplayed with... no.. Jenga sped her way up to the slope, and looked down. "Lionsighted!" She cried out, dashing down to his side. He looked horrible, battered and beaten, his pelt torn in many places. His throat was bruised, and he was slumped weakly on the ground. "Lionsighted, what happened?" how did this happen.. She vaguely remembered him saying something about a raid, and river clan... River clan did this.. She wanted to screech her anger, and tear the throats out of the river clan cats who'd done this. But she couldn't, not only because it was suicide, but because Lionsighted needed her. Please, let him be ok..

    He barely had the strength to raise his head to look at her. He coughed weakly, and would have said something had his throat not been in too much pain. He laid his head on his sore paws, most of the reinforcements had been torn out during the fight. He whined weakly, his eyes shut tight.

    Jenga stared at him for a moment, wide eyed and in shock. Then she shook herself. She couldn't just stand there like a mewling kit. She was Jenga, a wandering rogue, who would not let her best friend die because she was to scared to do anything. He's more then my best friend.. Her heart wrenched as he whined softly, and she looked at his paws, where the claws seemed to have been torn out. ug, don't think about that, just clean them. She looked around, and found some dew moist leaves, and pressed them on each of his paws for a few moments. Then she meowed "Ok Lionsighted, I'm going to catch you something to eat, and maybe find you a drink."



    (So, should she go onto clan territory (Perhaps river clan? ;) ) to hunt and get water, or just stay here?)

    (Lol no go to RiverClan XD)



    Lionsighted was in and out of conciousness, something wet and soothing was on his paws, and then a voice was telling him it was gonna go hunt. All he managed was a soft grunt, as the pain in his head just refused to go away.

    Kenya was paranoid the whole way bcj to four trees. What if one of the river clan ats followed? Then I'll fight tooth and claw. She growle to herself. When she reached Lionsighted, she set the soaked moss by his head, and the mouse beside that. "Drink, eat, and rest a moment. Then tell me what happened. Was it that raid? On river clan?"


    Lionsighted|Male|12 Moons|BloodClan Servant|Aggressive, Headstrong, crazy|No kill| ask to capture/injure
    OOC:
    IC: He slowly drank the water, before nibbling at the mouse. Reduced to relying on someone else.. "..RiverClan.." he choked out. Oh if only he'd been faster, more feirce, more like Sheo... if only that other cat had fought someone his own size...

    OOC fudge it autoed to Kenya! XD Mobile, am I right?


    Jenga watched him, eyes full of concern. "Take it easy Lionsighted, gather your strength first." She hoped to star clan above he'd be ok


    //rushed, brb


    Lionsighted|Male|12 Moons|BloodClan Servant|Aggressive, Headstrong, crazy|No kill| ask to capture/injure
    OOC: lol right.. sadly head is hurting will reply in morning
    IC:


    Lionsighted|Male|12 Moons|BloodClan Servant|Aggressive, Headstrong, crazy|No kill| ask to capture/injure
    OOC:
    IC: He finished the mouse. It had hurt to swallow. He hoped he wouldn't end up like that kittypet he'd tried to hurt when he'd been here that one time. "..they left me!" He growled, curling his claws into the ground angrily.

    "They?" At first, Jenna thought he meant River clan, but that was stupid. Bloodclan left him to die.. how terrible were these cats? Why did Lionsighted have to be tangled up in them? Maybe... maybe now it was time to attempt an escape. He seemed to be feeling better, but Jenna wanted him to be at full strength. But... if they think he's dead.. this was perfect! Other then Lionsighted being hurt, this scenerio was starclan sent. "Lionsighted.. if they left you, and think you're dead.. we could leave." She wouldn't do it if he didn't want to, but she hoped he'd agree to leave blood clan. Jenga didn't see the point in staying, blood clan sounded awful. Why had Lionsighted joined in the first place?


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    Lionsighted|Male|12 Moons|BloodClan Servant|Aggressive, Headstrong, crazy|No kill| ask to capture/injure
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    IC: Lionsighted thought it over. If they had just abandoned him there, then why bother going back? "You'd come with me? What about knowing the territory?" He mewed. Hadn't she said something about wanting to be able to know the territory?

    Jenga had been hesitant to leave before for a few reasons. Sure, she hasn't wanted to leave the one and only home she'd eve known, but she'd been more scared of what Sheo would do to lionsighted if they'd ever been found out. Now blood clan thought Lionsighted was dead, or too weak to come back. They could leave undetected, and Jenga wouldn't have to be afraid. "Of course if come with you! If you're going, you think you could leave me behind?" She teased him gently, weak with relief that he seeme to be recovering. He'll be ok.. And we can go. "My old home doesn't matter anymore. If we're together, I am home." Holy star clan that was cheesy, but she didnt care. They would leave, with no fear of blood clan or any of the clans, ever again. She lay down beside him, purring happily. They'd rest, and leave in the morning perhaps.


    Lionsighted|Male|12 Moons|BloodClan Servant|Aggressive, Headstrong, crazy|No kill| ask to capture/injure
    OOC: lol gonna have to update this template XD
    IC: Lionsighted pressed against her. Great! She was coming with him! He sighed, closing his eyes. Best get some rest... he'd probably slow down their progress, but it'd be worth it.

    Jenga closed her eyes. Even thought they were technically on clan territory, she felt safe, and happy.


    // so, now what? They just leave? Maybe they dont go super far from da clans, and Just to cause drama sometimes, they could go back to the territories sometimes. What have you got planned?