Cavernclan
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Thread Topic: Cavernclan
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"There's not much else we can do." Softcloud murmured. She saw the kit's stir. "It seems that he's still alive, but no one knows for how long that will be..." -
"For moons to come!" Blizzardkit meowed weakly, opening his eyes and staring at the rocky roof of the cave.
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Softcloud was surprised. "She quickly shoved some herbs towards him. "Eat these, they will ease the pain!" She meowed.
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Still weak, Blizzardkit slowly ate the herbs.
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The rogues were losing the battle. Floodeye growled. They needed more rogues next time. "Retreat!" He yowled.
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Oakstripe tried to imagine the scarred face of Storm, racing away from him.
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The rogues retreated, and fled back to their hideout. The camp was silent for a few heartbeats. Then Lionstripe yowled: "they're gone!" And a victorious yowling rose up from te tunnels.
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Nettlestar yowled with the rest of the clan
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Lacey: I stir softly and slowly open my eyes. I lay in what I think is the medicine den. "W-Whitefang?" I ask. I sit up, but my neck hurts.
Storm: I race away, following the other rogues' scents. "I'll kill you..." I mutter, thinking of Oakstripe.
Redfur: I wander around, searching for my blind clanmate. "Oakstripe?" I call out.
Darksong: I smile in Starclan. A great victory has been gained, but greatness does not come without sacrifice. The loss of Fernpaw lays heavy on the hearts of her clanmates, and the rogues are still there. However, the clan fought admirably, and I am proud. -
Ivykit: I pad over to Nettlestar, licking blood off my paws. I had fought a pair of apprentices, both of whom had left me with a few scratches. I look at her. "Are you okay?" I ask. I don't see any serious injuries, but she seems hurt on the inside.
Sandkit: I slowly walk to the front of the nursery, peeking around the edge. "Are the rogues gone?" I ask quietly.
Heatherkit: I follow my sister to the entrance, a concerned look on my face.
Windpaw: I race towards the med den and drop a pile of herbs inside. "Here Siftcloud, I got more herbs for the other cats I say, looking at Blizzardkit and Lacey. -
"You better lay down." Whitefang meowed.
Badgerclaw walked past the cats setting vigil for Fernpaw. Sadness struck him, but he had to check on the nursery. Badgerclaw heard the kits' questions, and he turned around the corner. "They are." He meowed.
Softcloud and Howlingpaw were hurrying to treat all the wounds and injuries. "Thank you." Softcloud meowed, quickly grabbing the herbs, and racing off. -
Windpaw: I look at Howlingpaw. "Do you think I could help?" I ask. I really want to be a med cat, but I know Howlingpaw is more experianced, and he's already Softcloud's apprentice.
Lacey: I sigh, but don't lay back down. "I was horrible. There was a battle and I didn't even fight..." I mutter, upset. I can see my ribbon in the dirt, ripped and muddy.
Redfur: I finally spot Oakstripe and leap over to him. "Are you ok?" I ask. I don't see anything big, maybe just a few scratches. -
Howlingpaw nodded. "Give these herbs to all the cats here. It eases the pain." He shoved some herbs and seeds under Windpa's nose, and hoppedoff to get cobweb.
"You'll learn. It takes time. As a kit... i wasn't the mist courageous either." Whitefang admitted. -
Lacey: I look at him, slightly happier now. "Maybe you could show me a few things...?" I ask.
Windpaw: Nodding, I scoop up the herbs and run around, giving them to every wounded cat I see.
Sandkit: I hop out of the nursery and walk over to Badgerclaw. "How did Blizzardkit get hurt so badly?" I ask.
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