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Poppysong ═ ✱
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windclan warrior║
nb they/them║
20 moons║
tags; @
Alchemist Kitsune═ ═ ═
Poppysong’s skin feels as if it is on fire. Any little bump to their leg shoots unbelievable pain up their leg, echoing around their bones.
“
Hello-?” Poppysong calls, their voice cracking, tears brimming their eyes. Their leg, which is hung in the air, is twisted, crudely wrapped in leaves and cobwebs. It’s obvious to anyone with medical knowledge that they wrapped it themself.
Yet, Poppysong stands just before the entrance, staring at the ground. They keep flinching, hesitating, nearly putting their paw over the border, but each time they stop. They close their eyes. It’s going to be fine. It’ll be fine. No one’s died since… Leafspot.
Pushing any thoughts out of their mine, Poppysong steps into the medicine cat den, eyes closed, trying desperately not to think about how small it is. How little air there is in here.