[justify]Blood. Blood is everywhere.
One Foot's vision was blurred with red and black as she stumbled around, not knowing where she was.
Need... Herbs... she thought, finally collapsing on some cat's border.
The words of her family's murderers echoed in her ears:
"Leave the she-cat with the green eyes. We'll r*pe her later."
"Kill them all."
"Now they're all dead, and you've been r*ped. What are you going to do now, One Foot?
One Foot howled in pain, suffering from a major concussion and plenty of gashes and scratches all over her body.[/justify]
I put One Foot in front of the other one... {Open!}
- Polka!
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She smelled blood. The six and a half moon old smelled blood. The only thing the scent of spilled blood did was bring back memories of her friend, slaughtered on the forest floor. Austere had to pause to stop her stomach from heaving, and then she ran towards the scent.
Luckily, when she arrived, the cat was still alive. Last time, that hadn't been the case.
"Oh my gosh." Came the orange torbie's gasp as she took in the sight of the cat. She looked pretty beat up. Completely ignoring the scent of a trespasser that lingered on her coat, Austere padded forward and sniffed delicately at One Foot's pelt. "Are you okay? What happened?"
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"Austere? Are you out there?" Naminé stood, frozen as she looked around, knowing that was Austere she'd heard. The albino BoneClanner slowly began to head in the direction of the skeleton's voice, and reached her in time to see a very beat up cat say two words: r***, and herbs? Normally, the bone would have been suspicious, despite the strange she-cat's poor condition, but after hearing that first word she instantly felt sympathy. Naminé remembered her encounter with Justicepaw...ah, she didn't want to think about him.
The snowy-white feline rushed over to Austere and One Foot. Wait...she didn't know what to do! She needs to see Coffee and Amani, Naminé silently thought.
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Losttear had seen Austere run through the brush while she was hunting and decided to follow, but as she neared the farmilliar scent of blood and fear filled her lungs. Her eyes narrowed and she began to worry. She stumbled through the last bush to see Austere and Naminé standing over a slim she-cat. Her eyes widened "What happened here!?"
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Losttear nuzzled the young she-cat who lied fallen. " Don't worry, we'll help you." she said in a sypathetic/gentle voice. Lost lied down beside her, and began to lick her blood stained fur clean.
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A tuxedo shape bounded towards the small group clustered around One Foot. Noramlly cheerful face now drawn tight with worry, Torusko reached Losttear, Austere & Namine, panting for breath. "Smelled....blood," he huffed, worn out from his long dash. "Came...as soon...as I could." Recovering somewhat, he moved closer to the stricken she-cat. "She needs immediate help," he meowed. "Do you know what happened?"
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"Who is this she-cat, and what happened to her?" Came the voice of Lionstrike. The orange she-cat padded quickly towards the group, eyes on the beat-up she-cat on the ground. "Does anyone know where Amani or Coffee are?" This cat definitely looked like she needed them. The Omen looked around, taking short, small breathes as the salty scent of blood reached her nose.
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Mana was silently gazing through the woods like usual in quiet bliss, then a very familiar scent wafted through his nostrals. His eye bulged in fear his ear perked in shock, something he hadn't smelt since he was a kit.[i] Blood.[/i] He shot away twords the uprising scent, and crashed through dust, and other materials of the earth. Then the large male stopped dead on as he saw a crowd of cats crouching over which seemed like, a body. [i]Oh god don't be Mystica! That stuipid she-cat always gets herself in a h*ll of trouble every day![/i] The Coon shot over to a clear space eyes wide with fear. Then he breathed a sigh of relief it was some cat unknown and she looked dasterdly awful. [b]"What happend here!" [/b] He asked in a panicked voice he felt immensly awful for this poor feline laying in blood and reaking of something else.
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Torusko looked down at One Foot, sympathy in his bright eyes. "Don't worry," he meowed gently, "you're safe. We're going to get you help as soon as we can. Just hold on."
Turning back to his fellow clanmates, he meowed, "Can any of you get Amani or Coffee? I don't think we should move her until we know the scope of her injuries. If any of her bones are broken, we run the risk of making it worse." -
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"Holy-" Lionstrike cut herself off, tumbling backwards at the sudden appearance of the snow leopard. Recovering, the Omen spoke to the cub. "Do you know where to find any? Or a Herb?"
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Panic lighting up his features, he ran up to his mentor, his eyes wide with concern. "Lionstrike! Lionstrike, what happened?" he asked, his voice slightly hoarse because of his shock. This was his first time seeing a badly hurt cat. "Is she gonna be okay? I want to help. What can I do to help?"[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black borderwidth=3px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; height: 78px; text-align: left; font: 12px georgia; color: white; padding: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;][size=7pt]name;;
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Lionstrike turned, wincing slightly as she saw the young cat. This wasn't something for kits to see. "This cat got badly hurt." She explained weakly, knowing that Creed could just go into Onefoot's mind, and find more information than any of the cats gathered here. Except for Onefoot herself, of course.
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"What should I do to help, though? I could, um..." he trailed off. What could he do? He had done some thinking, and he thought it might be possible to take away pain, but by instinct he knew he couldn't do that. It just seemed otherwordly, instead of how natural telepathy and his other talents were to him. Maybe he'd learn it some day, but for now, he couldn't.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black borderwidth=3px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; height: 78px; text-align: left; font: 12px georgia; color: white; padding: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;][size=7pt]name;;
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"You could get some water for this poor cat." She offered. "And a Herb, if possible." Those were the two main things the Omen could think of right now that would be helpful. The latter more than the former, though.
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He frowned. "I don't know the herbs. But I'll get water straightaway!" He sped off towards where Lionstrike had gone to get him water when he got a migraine during training. He ripped up some moss, rather messily and hastily, with clumps of dirt in it, and soaked it quickly in a little stream. Once that was done, he raced back, trying not to have the moss drip too much or have too much of it fall off.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=black borderwidth=3px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; height: 78px; text-align: left; font: 12px georgia; color: white; padding: 5px; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 15px; border-radius: 0px;][size=7pt]name;;
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