[Dolomedes]

 

Originally Posted by Spider-in-the-corner

Hail-storm swallowed and walked with the lion heart towards sleepy hollow "to many dead" he thought his mind was rambling not able to Constantine on a single thought the body was rancid and he knew the foul body tasted worse "Here I'll take the b-body I'm sure it dose not taste good...." he said his voice nerved with a slight shake to it. he grabbed the body it tasted of crow food he dragged the body till they got to sleepy Thicket. he placed the body down when they got there and began to help dig a grave

Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 17 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
TW: Death, sadness, injury, blood, preparing a body for a funeral

Seabreeze was content walking with the body all the way to the Sleepy Thicket. The body had stale blood and it stained his teeth and taste buds but it wasn't terrible. It was rotting just yet but then Hailstorm was taking the body from him and the lionheart wanted to growl, did the warrior think that Seabreeze couldn't handle taking the body all the way? No, that wasn't why, he was taking the body to give Seabreeze a break but Cloverpaw was fresh on his mind and it was making him a bit defensive. The tom allowed Hailstorm to take Antlermutter away and walk her the rest of the way to the thicket. Seabreeze was on high alert. This was the last straw really. They obviously need to do something that would fully drive off outsiders because they have been back to back to back with one event after another of hurting Riverclan in one way or another. It was almost too much for Seabreeze, though he held his tongue and thoughts. He would share them with Fadingsun and Dusklion when he makes it back to camp, for now they need to take care of Antlermutter.

Seabreeze found a spot in the thicket and motioned to signal that to Hailstorm before he set to work for digging out a new grave. One paw scoop after another and soon the piling soil built up as the hole emptied. Hailstorm had set Antlermutter off to the side and had started to help dig a hole. Did Antlermutter have any relatives back in camp? Would Seabreeze need to deliver the news that their family was dead? Their friend? Their sibling? Should they be doing this? Seabreeze wasn't sure, should they bring Antlermutter back to camp where they could say goodbyes. The lionheart blinked at the sudden clarity that came to mind with that, his mind had been clouded with thoughts of Cloverpaw and Hailstorm had suggested just burying her that the lionheart realized how selfish that was. What if she had friends and family that wanted, no needed, to say goodbye...

Blue eyes peered down at the grave that was now dug out. Big enough for one small warrior... and when Seabreeze closed his eyes he saw green ones peering back at him. For a brief moment he was staring down at Cloverpaw's body before she was buried and he realized that Cloverpaw had been... fixed up, the wounds were patched and her fur cleaned and rosemary to hide the death scent. AntlerMutter may have been an outsider at the time of her death but she was a still a cat that was murdered and she was a cat that didn't ask to die given the signs of struggle. They needed to... Seabreeze sat back on his haunches and he turned his gaze from the grave up to Hailstorm, "Hailstorm, I want you to go back to camp. Fetch any family or friends of Antlermutter, bring them here. They deserve to say their goodbyes."

With that the lionheart got up to his paws, not paying any mind to the warrior, expecting him to do what was asked of him without complaint. He wasn't like Seabreeze was asking much. So with that, the lionheart gave his full attention to Antlermutter. Seabreeze gave the wounds he had once assessed a more thorough look. Their throat was the kill, but they had claws in their shoulders and bruises and an injured tail. It seemed to have been an effective kill. Seabreeze lifted his eyes and padded away from the body for a moment and ducked into the terrain of the Sleepy Thicket in search of cobwebs and rosemary. He wasn't actually sure how the medicine cat of past had used the rosemary but it was the thought that counted right? Soon enough his blue eyes caught in a bush of them. The memory of the sprigs being fresh from the flashbacks of Cloverpaw's funeral. He bit off a few and suppressed a wince at the strong taste and scent but he figured that was how it masked the scent of death as it does.

The lionheart continued in his search, now on the look out for cobwebs among the shrubbery and trees of the thicket. After poking his snout in the wrong tree hollow and getting a face full of webs, the tom reared back and then carefully collected the disturbed webbing. He padded back to where the grave and body were with his newly collected items. Seabreeze then came to a stop at Antlermutter's side and began to dress up the wounds with mostly inexperienced paws. It was mostly so that any friends and family that Hailstorm fetches don't have to see the full extent to what had happened. This was different from what it had been when Seabreeze was patching up Fadingsun. It was calmer, melancholy, and somber. Sad and quiet.

Seabreeze realized that he should probably get some soaked moss as well so he went out and ripped some moss from a tree and found a water source and dipped the moss in before returning. The tom washed around Antlermutter's throat. Not getting to close to the wound with the moss as he didn't want to cause any bleeding by washing away any clotting blood. Then he took some cobwebs and spread it over the rest of the wound. Hiding away the blunt of it but it was clear what had happened anyways. What had occurred. Seabreeze flattened the molly's fur from where it was sticking oddly from the newly wrapped cobwebs before he turned his attention to her shoulders.

They were less messy and soon were covered by cobwebs as well. Then came her tail. Then Seabreeze, unsure of how else to use the rosemary, simply kind of dragged the sprigs of herbs across her fur as though sharing tongues. The scent helped a bit but it wasn't a fix all. When Seabreeze finished readying up Antlermutter for her families arrival, he cleared away the herbs unused, the moss and rosemary were left out of view and the lionheart carefully lifted Antlermutter and lowered her into the grave. There he tried to position her as though she was laying for a nap. Or really, laying in a natural position, like Cloverpaw had been. Then with that, all Seabreeze could do was done and took a pawstep back and looked towards the direction of camp. Waiting to hear any approaching pawsteps that would signal someone coming. Anyone to say goodbye.

[ @Spider-in-the-corner - Hailstorm | @Desert Rain Frog - Antlermutter ]
[ Hope this is alright :3 ]