[Wingnettle]

Blood
Atari healer
he/him | age unknown
Chill of Death



Blood was getting scrawnier by the day, and the weather sure didn't help. Grrr, you hate me now, huh? He asked unconsciously to the sky, completely covered in gray clouds and little flakes falling everywhere. He shook his short pelt, and a violent trembling started for a moment. "Gah, get yourself together, old cat." He ordered to himself, half sneezing in between.

"ATARI." Ares' powerful voice sounded from behind his cave wall, and beyond the whole clearing. "Time for a' meeting, I see." He commented grumpily, but still raised himself up and padded up to The Crown.
Blood nodded a greeting to him, then turned his gaze to the tribe in search of his lazy apprentice. "Huh, I knew that girl was bound to be a problem."

Finally, a good idea from the high spheres! "Everyone! Leave the little prey to the young and the elders, and make SURE you keep every little feather, fur, and skin with you! Keep it close to yourself and the weakest, if you don't want them dead by the morning." He urged with a squawking voice that maybe hid the worry he felt deep inside.

He was pretty sure that going out with this weather would be trouble instead of help, and that no prey would be found, but he didn't feel like complaining about the Crown's choice right now. Something else picked his interest as he made his way toward Ares.
"A... fox, yes. I noticed it earlier." And would've taken it anyway, heheh.

"That's no problem, Ares. I'm gonna make a clean work with that. Make sure all the flesh goes to the little ones first, alrightcha?" He winked and immediately bit into the predator's tail to drag him inside his cave, finally far from the snow that sank into his pelt and into his bones.

"Oh." He stopped to throw a very innocent warning at the Crown. "If you see Camilla, tell her it wouldn't be bad if she went to me for her first lesson, alright?" He blinked, then quickly retired to his den with the soft prize. Mhh, that lad isn't going anywhere if ya ask me. But he kept the thought to himself.

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