Rejection-Ugly she-cat Stray needs help (feel free to torture her)-open!

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Brownie cried in the middle of an alley, laying on her side. Her tears formed a somewhat clear puddle. Noticing this, she hoised herself into a sitting position and gazed down blankly at the puddle, wishing with all her might that she could see out of the one eye see had left just a bit better. All she could see was a cat rippled outline in a circle-like puddle.

Brownie cringed from the voice and stumbled away from it. "Please...don't hurt me." She cried, her shredded ears pinned as her blind gaze locked on the cat. One eye was swollen shut, the other was cloudy, a claw mark slicing shallowly through it.

She stopped, her body swaying, Suddenly she fell over onto her side again, and grunted. The she-cat did nothing to help herself get back up. She asked Icefang, "What do you want with me then?"

She peereed blankly at this cat suspiciously, "What do you want with me?" She repeated, unsure yet whether to trust this cat.

The she-cat gave in. Besides, if the cat did kill her, at least it would be better than the state she was in right now. She mewed, "Yes, please help me up."

She nodded and braced herself.

She moaned in pain. Her pelt was a bit dirty from her disability to wash it, and the grimy taste tainted Icefangs teeth. She swayed a bit, but this time kept steady. She coughed, the flemmy sound echoing off the ally walls. "Thanks." She mewed after the coughing fit.

She looked in Icefangs general direction, her one eye narrowed to slits, "Do I seriously look ok to you?" She asked.

She eyed the cat, than shrugged, "Sure, if it makes you feel better." Millions of worries swarmed through her head, her suspision only growing as she mewed to the she-cat.

Brownie grunted, flinching away sensitively, "MROOOOWWW!" She yelled as Icefang touched the scar on her flank. She stumbled away, licking frantically at the herbs the she-cat had applied as if they stung.