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Darkpaw
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Darkpaw felt terrible. He could tell that Larkpaw was feeling bad and nothing he had said changed that. He figured that the she-cat wouldn’t believe him when he said he was fine, but by the stars, he even gave a half-effort attempt at flirting to try to distract her which of course didn’t work this time. He felt like it was his fault, after all, it was his idea to do some battle training while knowing he wasn’t quite at 100 percent. He felt like he didn’t deserve to have the she-cat fussing over him so much. After all, he was always messing with her and he figured that there were times she genuinely grew irritated with him.

When his companion suggested that they get back to camp he nodded and gratefully accepted her offer to allow him to lean on her. After much struggle and a lot of pained hissing, the older apprentice managed to get to his paws. Oh gosh, he hoped Larkpaw didn’t force him to go into the medicine cat’s den. Although the blood on his shoulder was already beginning to clot, he was still worried that he may get some of it onto Larkpaw. ”Let me know if I’m too heavy, okay? he mewed softly as he began to slightly lean onto the she-cat.

As they began to walk, the tom made sure to step down gingerly with his injured leg. Stars-be-damned he hated this feeling of uselessness. Here he was, the apprentice of the former deputy, having to be escorted back to camp because of an insignificant injury. To be frank, he was pissed. Turning his head a bit to softly say to his denmate, he smiled softly ”You know what Larkpaw, I’m almost jealous of whatever cat is lucky enough to have you by their side when you find yourself a mate when we’re warriors. With all the fussing you’re doing,” he said, leaning down a bit to gently lick the top of her head ”Thank you. Seriously.”

[ @Kat Hmm if you want, we could do 1 more post here each and then move onto the plot with Daypaw? Also I really hope this makes sense. I zoned out writing half of this lol]