I need cats for twilightclan(deputy med cat warriors apprentices kits queens)

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  • Moonfeild stopped walking abruptly, her leg hurt to much to move any further and when she tried to stretch it , it only became worse she discovered along with her wound she had torn a muscle

  • Lightstep leaps to attack the fox, but suddenly draws back; there is blood on the fox's muzzle and a horribly familiar scent.
    "WEASELKIT! WEASELKIT!" she screeches.


    In the clearing where the hole is, Weaselkit is lying, blood glistening on his claws and a deep wound in his side, but his flank rises and falls with ragged breathing.

  • Moinfeild has to keep moving, she runs to the scene and sees the fix looking like it is going to collapse she dives into the hole and grabs weaslekit

  • Lightstep laid her kit down. He was still breathing, but only just, and there was a deep bite wound in his side. "Greyflower!" she yowled as her other kits stared in horror at their injured sibling.

  • Lightstep carried the kit to the medicine den and set him down for Greyflower to examine.


    (He's not going to die, he's going to make a full recovery, but he needs time)

  • "Will Weaselkit be okay?" asked Swiftkit anxiously. Lightstep wrapped her tail around her and Littlekit, but her gaze was still on her unconscious kit.

  • greyflower sniffed the kit and began to clean his wounds, she then pressed in the marigold, she decided it was good to keep him stable for now so she came back with poppy seeds for the other two kits "you two eat theses and go get some rest ok?" She said

  • Lightstep waited until her kits had licked up the seeds, then with a last glance at Weaselkit and a grateful purr to Greyflower she led them away and back in the nursery all three fell asleep.


    Weaselkit mumbled and turned over, dreaming of swiping the fox's nose once again and feeling its blood spatter his paws.

  • greyflower continued to watche over the kit



    moonfeild limped over to hawkfeather "you ok?" she asked

  • Weaselkit was running through the forest, an adult warrior, his lithe limbs carrying him faster than the wind over the ground. He felt the breeze in his fur and the thrill of the chase seared through him as he tore after a rabbit. He leaped and killed his prey in one swift bound, but as he bent to pick it up he heard a sound behind him and whipped round to see a fox lunge at him, jaws snapping and its teeth ripped through his dream. Weaselkit woke up, his eyes shooting open, and he sprung hissing to his feet as if a fox had really attacked.

  • Weaselkit's fur flattened, but he looked at the medicine cat miserably. "I'm going to be an apprentice even later now, aren't I? Swiftkit and Littlekit will be warriors before me."