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Originally Posted by Lightningpaw666
Brackenclaw- He/Him, 29 moons old, Thunderclan Hornet. Purrks: Just a Scratch.
Brackenclaw would nod. "You could say that. He is now a hornet like me. We ended up getting the cure back to Thunderclan. To do so we had to make a deal with a group in the Mountains we helped them kill a cat that was huge made me look like a kit they called it a cougar. In exchanged they allowed us to talk to a cat that knew the cure. However... well... Thunderclan wasn't without it's losses with the plague... 11 cats passed among them was Redhawk and... and Wolfhive... Risingstorm was named the new head hornet. We were only hours late to save Wolfhive too... it caused Bumblestar a lot of pain she's kinda a mess at the moment." Brackenclaw would meow explaining the current events that had played out. @ twizzypaw |
Batting her lashes as he spoke, her weary expression briefly lit up at the wonderful news regarding Raggedear. However, the light in her eyes dimmed once more as she winced upon hearing about the casualties as a result of the plague. Lavendersong’s black ears flattened against her head as her melancholic gaze fell to her paws. The seed of guilt was sprouting, and how could it not?! Had she been quick enough to dodge that sinkhole, resilient enough to find her way back after getting swept away, and strong enough to face the pack of wild dogs that attacked… she couldn’t muster a response to Brackenclaw, and remained motionless with a look of panic and defeat strewn across her alluring face. How could she possibly face Thunderclan again?