[justify]Mercutio was up at the crack of dawn once more, as he wasn't one to sleep in. With a stiffled yawn, he sat to let his eyes adjust to the glaring sunlight, then continued forward into the desert sands. The first tier had his ears pricked for the sound of any prey that might scitter or slither by.
OOC;; Muse is slowly coming back... ;w;[/justify]
[align=center][size=1][color=white]rainpaw wrapped her banner around the small jewel, picking at it carefully with her inscisors. tilting her head, the femme could spot a figure in the distance, somewhere around bloodclan. letting out an exaggerated sight, the femme gave up sniffing for something to trade. hungry and sodden, she flopped down under a nearby plane, unaware, she curled up and tried to ignore the dirty blue/grey-and-white fur sticking to her nose.
[justify]Thoughts elsewhere, the ebony colored tom sniffed the air thoughtlessly. Catching scent of an eagle, Mercutio shook away the daydreaming away and picked up his gait until he saw the eagle in the distance. It seemed to be diving toward something, prey maybe. That would mean an easy catch when the bird of prey landed. Narrowing his eyes to get closer view of the 'prey' as he zero'ed in on the eagle, a gasp escaped his muzzle. That's a cat! That eagle wants that cat! The black first tier picked up into a full on run, dashing toward the two from behind. [/justify]
[align=center][size=1][color=white]switched to subaccount eve~
the clatter of paws and sound of flapping wings forced her to open an icy-blue optic. the sight was blurry and troubling. whhhaaa....? she wondered, still really tired. the shriek of sound hit her, and she saw the eagle. wide eyed, rainpaw dodged its beak and talons, and gasped in shock. it was huge!
[justify]Golden gaze widening further as the two began to 'spar', Mercutio finally reached the occupied eagle as it dove down again for another attack. Without further ado, the ebony first tier lunged and sank his glistening fangs into the beast's neck, tearing at its wings with his unsheathed and sharpened black daggers. The massive bird of prey was pinned under the tom's weight, but it didn't give up, clawing with its own talons in a fight for its life. Mercutio dodged the flailing talons easily, and sank his fangs deeper until the light faded from the eagle's eyes. The ebony colored tom got up from the eagle and licked the blood from his jaws.[/justify]
[align=center][color=white][size=1]the mattered femme grasped her inscisors into the gravel, triying to get a grip. her tiny frame was wobbly and weak; fur mattered and pathetic. [/size]" Uhh.. th-hanks?" [size=1]she managed, before flopping down and falling asleep frome tiredness.
[justify]The first tier gave a heavy sigh. By the looks of it, this poor she-cat was barely older than a kit, either that or it was the lack of food out here. He rolled his eyes, but started to clean her matted pelt, his rough, sandpaper-like tongue easily cleaning out any matts or knots in the blue-ish fur. His golden optics glistened with disgust, but worry. This cat looked as if she had survived weeks in the blistering desert without food. What kept her going? She obviously was a tough cookie, though the she-cat didn't look one at the moment. If he could get her in tip-top shape she would be a great recruit to BloodClan. [/justify]
[align=center][color=white][size=1]as the fur softened, her usual grey/blue-and-white pelt showed. she stirred once or twice, clearly hungry, hot and in pain. her paw looked a little twisted from falling off a ledge and landing badly
[justify]Mercutio fumbled his paws nervously, eyes wandering across the horizon line. The sun had just risen, and it was only going to get hotter as the day advanced. The first tier licked her forehead over and over, trying to cool her. As the she-cat aroused the second time, he fed her a bit of the eagle, but not too much. She might vomit due to dehydration if he gave her too much. The ebony colored tom caught sight of her twisted paw. He was no medic, but he knew that it would have to be put back in place. Hoping she wasn't concious, he mumered softly, "This might hurt." and snapped the paw back where it belonged.[/justify]
[align=center][color=white][size=1]not awake yet, she did not feel the pain in her paw. still sleeping, she pawed around for something to cool off of. her paws were burning, and sore pawpads bothered her. her belly was hot and sweaty, even after he had groomed her.
[justify]Mercutio was desperate now. He couldn't just let this cat die ... he had to think of something to save this she-cat. The only thing in reach was loads of desert sand and maybe one or two cacti. Suddenly an idea came to mind. Mercutio spotted a small cactus nearby and ripped it open, careful not the get pricked. He bit off the long 'thorns' catiously, then brought half of it to the she-cat. Cacti always stored water inside to survive the boiling desert heat. The ebony colored first tier wet the forehead of the she-cat with the juice, along with a little on her belly and pawpads. He didn't dare let her drink any, for he wasn't sure if it was toxic or not. He wet her down until she was nice and cool and the juice was gone.[/justify]
[align=center][color=white]" Thank y-you.. you saved my life." [size=1]the femme managed, feeling her paws cool and finally deafeat the warmth.
[justify]Mercutio let his muzzle curl slightly in a smile. "It was nothin'. But you do owe me." He reasoned, golden optics looking into hers. "Do you feel good enough to walk? I could carry you if you like." The first tier mewed, then answered any questions she might have in advance. "We're going to have you join BloodClan. The cats there are rough and can be cruel, but it's your only option. I think you can handle it though, seeing how you've survived in the desert, which is practically a baren wasteland."[/justify]
[align=center][color=white]" I was there, sire." [size=1]her tiny mew replied.
[justify]"You've already joined." The tom's words weren't necesarilly a question, more so a statement. "Well then I guess it's off to the Medicine Cat." He scooped her up by the scruff and began to carry her there, hoping she could make the travel.[/justify]
[align=center][color=white]" Okay.." [size=1]all she wanted was to go home. her body lay limp but breathing in his jaws, watching the world go by. it didn't look any diffrent; nor intresting. her blue eyes began to water half way through, and her pretty but strong pelt seemed more made for taking care of a musky, old stone castle than fighting on pvement.
first hint! 8D its pretty easy eve
[justify]OOC;; Do you want to post a thread in the Leader/Medicine Cat Den now? I'd rather not do it cuz' im lazyyyyy.[/justify]
sure.. eve. but i cant link it sorry.
i was thinking how she could repay him and.. ewww xD i keep thinking all these dirty things.
why D:
[justify]OOC;; TELL MEH.
And I dun mind if you can't link it. I can find it. :3[/justify]
you dont want to hear [s]its so juicy and...['s]