Brows twitch into a furrow briefly at the moniker 'sickpaw,' and the apprentice briefly considers ignoring the summons now out of spite more than anything. Everyone with rat bites can get sick and die for that one humiliation for all Hollowpaw cares... not really.
Still, as he gets to his paws, ignoring the way his head spins for the briefest of moments and his vision goes blurry, he mutters under his breath; "Sickpaw, I'll show you sickpaw," and then, louder so Spiderthroat can hear - not that he cared should the deputy hear the first half either, "lead the way."
A black and ginger tortoiseshell she-cat sat in her nest, her breathing was becoming more shallow. She opened her green eyes, closing them again and opening them again she saw a cat standing in front of her.
The she-cat fur was black, her eyes an icy blue. "Littlerose..." meowed the black she-cat.
Littlerose groaned softly, her green eyes stared at the black she-cat. The she-cat that grew up with her...the she-cat that she loved most in the whole wide world..the she-cat she never got to tell her she loved her."Nightwater." groaned Littlerose. "Come, let's go home my love."
Littlerose didn't realize she took her last breath until she was standing in front of her, feeling more alive. She turned her gaze behind her at the lifeless cat on the nest.
Nightwater purred and with that lead Moonbee to StarClan.
Littlerose lifeless body sat there in the nest, not moving and not breathing.
(OPEN; I guess )
@Beaan
sorry I didn't know how to share it with you, but here is the proof.
Pinepaw noticed Shockhoney sitting alone, looking- well he couldn't say she looked terrible because they all did- sad. He padded over to her and sat down, attempt to groom some of her unkempt fur. "Hey. What's up?" he asked, putting a paw to his neck before tilting it. If he put a paw on it, it didn't hurt when he moved it. But he had to comfort Shockhoney. It was only fitting, considering they were all going through the same thing. At least, they were all sick.
mitekit wiped her nose on her paw and attempted to get comfier in her nest.
__________________
"I need something bigger than the sky; Hold it in my arms and know it's mine"
✭storage ✭ mitekit (thc) - palepeach (thc) - daintycurl (shc) - softfeather (alt skyclan) - osprey (alt tosw)
SHE/HER • APPRENTICE • 7M • THUNDERCLAN "A solid brown she-cat with a cream muzzle." POSTS: 16/100 PURRKS: N/A
---
The brown molly laid in the weak sunshine, watching the sick camp with slitted eyes.
[ activity post ; closed! ]
Pinepaw noticed Shockhoney sitting alone, looking- well he couldn't say she looked terrible because they all did- sad. He padded over to her and sat down, attempt to groom some of her unkempt fur. "Hey. What's up?" he asked, putting a paw to his neck before tilting it. If he put a paw on it, it didn't hurt when he moved it. But he had to comfort Shockhoney. It was only fitting, considering they were all going through the same thing. At least, they were all sick.
Turquoise eyes opened to rest on the first cat who'd approached her in a while. Oh stars, she felt miserable. Every limb in her body ached. "Pinepaw?" Her voice was garbled, the sound emerging thick mostly due to the fact that she was still in the throes of illness, much like everyone else here. "You're sick too?" She asked, closing her eyes again. What was wrong? "Nothing's wrong. Everything's wrong." Oh, wait, he'd asked what was up. She was too tired to look up to answer that question.