April Gathering

[taillow]

REDHAWK
she/they | thunderclan hornet | 32 moons

Everything hurt. Tears slid down her face as soundless wails left her. The cats that rushed to join her were a blur. A voice near her had her turning her head, but the sudden jostling of cats around the rock cause a flare of pain, making the reddish-furred hornet whimper. If there was comfort in the words other spoke to her she barely heard them above the roar of pain. "It h-hurtsss..." she gasped quietly, her other paw still trying feverishly to get the boulder off.

The boulder was moving thankfully, and just as another sharp pain shot up her leg she felt teeth secure themselves in her scruff. She felt herself being pulled back, tumbling onto the sand next to Bumblestar. Yellow-green eyes were half-closed as she panted, laying on her side and trying to ignore the way her stomach rolled. Now she could see the cats that were here - several of her own Clanmates, and even WindClan's medicine cat. Red let her gaze travel downwards to -

"M-M-M-My pa-a-aw." Her voice was strained as she stared at the mess of her paw. It was twisted upwards in a way that made Redhawk want to pass out. Part of it looked flat? Or maybe it was bigger? The sight had her whimpering again as she tried to get herself into a crouching position. Crowpaw? Had she managed to get Crowpaw out of the way?? "SSS-Someone make ss-sure C-Crowpaw i-is alri-ight, p-p-please." The boulder hadn't killed him right? She had gotten him out of the way in time??

[ Bumblestar - @dino. ] [ Sparrowpelt - @SuspiciousMindz ] [ Skunkstrike - @Tiabirb ] [ Warblerpaw - @sillycreatur ] [ Wolfhive - @BEAR. ] [ Riversong - @Littlesun0112 ] [ Springlight - @iliri ] [ Lightningstorm - @Alchemist Kitsune ] [ Crowpaw - @SpiritedWarrior ]

[SpiritedWarrior]

Crowpaw
Purrks: Heightened Perception and Agatha Kitty
@Poprock @Mica @dino. @taillow @SuspiciousMindz @BEAR. @sillycreatur @Lightningpaw666 @Tiabirb @Littlesun0112

It was all happening too fast. At first, he was just trying to get back home before the Gathering announcements even started. But now? The announcements fell on deaf ears as Crowpaw hit the ground with a thud. His shoulder stung, but he didn’t feel the pain to the extent he probably should have for landing on it so harshly.

He hadn’t even registered the fact his name was called upon to help his mentor get her paw out from under the giant boulder that came out of nowhere. Part of him wondered if it had been Poisonberry putting him to some sort of test, but the young tom quickly dismissed the idea. It was too early in their training to even consider a test. Besides, the Dark Forest warrior never mentioned she’d be testing him.

Not that it mattered, anyway. Redhawk was the one injured, crying in pain from the impact. Crowpaw, despite his best efforts, wasn’t all there in the present. Instead, he was forced into focusing on the past. On the day his sister had died. The day that fox ripped her to shreds while he stood and watched.

In both scenarios, the she-cat had ended up injured to some degree- Quietpaw’s injuries were fatal, but Redhawk would recover with lots of time and rest. In both scenarios, he was pushed out of harm’s way. He was pushed out of the way of death’s jaws. Only this time, death decided to be merciful and spare Redhawk’s life.

 

Every thought and every image came spilling out from the once-thought-to-be-abandoned corners of his apprenticeship. The snow was stained red, not far from ThunderClan’s old camp. His sister’s shrieks of pain filled his ears and all he could see was the dreaded fox that caused all that pain and suffering. Crowpaw found himself locked in battle with the large predator, breathing as heavily as a warrior fighting against another.

By the time he had come out of the horrid depths of his memory, his claws were sunk into the fresh, cold sand that lay in the Seastones clearing. His eyes were shiny and stung with the salty water that he knew all too well. The fur along his spine was raised, and he had been looking at the sand for who knows how long. By this time, the Gathering place just had a single WindClanner among a good amount of ThunderClanners, himself included.

Any deep breath he took was met with a sharp pain from his lungs and his throat ached from the dryness. There would be no way he’d sleep without having to take the time to distract his mind from his flashbacks.

His shoulders trembled- from what, he didn’t know. Was it anxiety? His flashback? The shock from the event? Crowpaw didn’t entirely know, nor would he question it. He had spent enough of his energy breathing so hard that his throat hurt. In fact, it probably sounded like he was hyperventilating or something. I swear to you StarClan, if I turn around and Redhawk is dead I’ll dream my way into your territory and rip out the throats of every single one of you that caused her this pain. I will not stand for it any longer. And with that final thought in his mind, Crowpaw closed his eyes and pointed his nose toward the stars before turning around to really see what had become of Redhawk after putting herself between him and death.

[Lightningpaw666]

Brackenclaw was happy the boulder was no longer ontop of the warrior but that paw looked bad... 'I hope she will be okay...' Brackenclaw thought sympathetically. Him and Riversong had brought the Elder Leaves and Cob Webs thankfully. He would keep his paw on the leaves to make sure that they didn't blow away while he waited for them to be needed. "I can help Redhawk back to camp also if you need me to." Brackenclaw mewed deeply.
@taillow @iliri @SpiritedWarrior @dino.

[Dolomedes]

Rabbitpaw
He/him | WC Apprentice Tunneler | Moons: 6 | Purrks: none | Part Manx cat

Rabbitpaw squished down slightly as his leader began to speak, starting off by embarrassingly naming only him in front of the whole gathering. He was lucky that most cats didn't seem to care a whole lot, he doesn't think he could handle having so many eyes on his pelt. Not that he wasn't proud of being an apprentice, he was! Very much so! He just also, had a bit of stage fright, of at least, he didn't like having cats from other clans looking at him, observing him. Though the feeling of fluster only lasted for a few heartbeats as Twilightstar moved on swiftly, explaining to the gathering what Riverclan had done to them. To Fallownose. Then he was about to turn to Bravebird as he heard some of the leaders start to call for leaving, but whatever words that were on his tongue blanked as the sudden rumbling and loudness resonated from some other part of the gathering. The apprentice couldn't even tell where from until he turned around the same time a giant thud landed and a resonating yowling caught his ears.

That was a boulder. That was a boulder crushing a cat! Rabbitpaw was on his paws in a flash and was glad when some cats moved in to start helping right away, including a medicine cat. Or at least, Rabbitpaw assumed they were, after all Miss Lightningstorm had sat with them moments before. Cats began to lift the border and the medicine cat had started to give orders. What had happened? How badly were they hurt? His green eyes, wide with fear and worry, scanned the scene. It was a thunderclan cat that was trapped and it seemed as though they had pushed another cat out of the way. Miss Lightningstorm was moving in to help as well, there wasn't much more for Rabbitpaw to do, but anxiety pricked at his pelt. Was the Thunderclan warrior okay? Is the cat she pushed out of the way okay? Most of the cats helping were okay, scared, but okay. Besides one, an apprentice, Rabbitpaw assumed from their size, Thunderclan as well.

Rabbitpaw made his way through the cats around him and made it to the seemingly panicking and not really breathing right cat. The blonde apprentice knew of cats that couldn't breath well, something was wrong with their lungs. He pulled up the memory of Orangepaw disrupting Miss Lightningstorm from being with her fallen deputy and her mate. What was it? A berry? Rabbitpaw didn't really know anything besides that, but he still approached the distraught Thunderclan cat. Coming to their side as they seemed to ready themselves to turn around to face the scene. That probably wasn't the best thing for them right now, well, actually maybe seeing that their clan mate is alive would do well for them, but also seeing the chaos wouldn't help someone breathe, would it?

"It's alright," Rabbitpaw spoke as he came up to the apprentice who he had no name for, besides Crowpaw, the name that the Thunderclan warrior had said, "Your clanmate is okay, but you don't seem to be, you aren't breathing right." Rabbitpaw spoke out, not sure what else to really say besides the obvious. Then he found himself wanting to continue speaking to the apprentice even if he really shouldn't be because they were different clans and it wasn't like the apprentice was hurt, just scared. But they were another cat, just like Rabbitpaw and Crowtooth and every other Windclan cat, just because they were another clan doesn't mean they aren't another living being that needed comfort when frightened. So Rabbitpaw pushed down his on panic, taking a dramatic big breath and letting it go, "Like that, the warrior is okay! Your medicine cat and also Miss Lightningstorm is taking care of her. Umm, Miss Lightningstorm being Windclan's medicine cat!" The cursed apprentice attempted to reassure the other apprentice so that he'll focus on taking care of himself for a moment just so he could breathe right again, it made Rabbitpaw nervous for some reason, the irregular breaths.

[ @SpiritedWarrior - Crowpaw | The Apprentice ]
[ If you don't want Rabbit jumping in or something then just let me know and I'll delete the post :3 ]


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[iliri]

High Rank Announcement [#hrannouncement]

Thankfully, both of the warriors that she called to collect the herbs that she asked for didn’t think about going against her orders. If they weren’t going to listen, then there was going to be problems. Before Brackenclaw had bothered to go gather the herbs she requested, she noted his hesitance to go help push the boulder off instead, the calico almost instinctively snapped to get him to listen, but he seemed to redundantly follow her orders and go around the Seastones and gather up the herbs she requested. Huffing through her nostrils, the calico watched as Riversong followed along, seeing his current state not being the greatest. She’ll handle him later, but now, her current focus was on getting this boulder off of Redhawk and getting her paw checked out. Her muscles screamed at her in a contraction of the consistent pushing, but she was trying her hardest to help the trio of warriors even with her strength wilting. Bumblestar’s voice soon reached her ears as the molly came barreling over, roaring out commands as the calico listened to her state for them to push under and up. Reluctantly nodding, the calico did just that, aiming to push under the large rock and pushing upwards to try to help the leader get the hornet out of the large boulder. She overheard both of the warriors who went out to search for the herbs she requested come racing back, and she almost found herself fretting about if they found the right herbs or not. Stars above if they hadn’t and she held no choice but to use them, she’d be going ballistic.

Spotting the red-furred molly no longer stuck beneath the boulder, the herbalist quickly rushed right next to the hornet to observe the paw, finding her heart sinking deep within her stomach from the jarring sight. The limb itself was crushed to no avail, as was to be expected from being underneath an unnaturally large boulder. Not only it was crushed, but it was twisted until it was facing upwards. Springlight found her stomach unsettlingly churning in its place, feeling as if a bevy of birds and bats flailed their wings with no end. With an injury like this, she doubted that it would be able to heal to a full extent, and without any proper supplies, she doubted she would be able to do much for the limb. Stifling a sharp, pang of breath, the calico looked towards both Bumblestar and Redhawk as she used both her forepaws to gingerly grasp the twisted limb. “I’m… afraid… with an… injury like… this… there’s a… very limited… chance… that it… will be… able to… heal to… a full extent… but I… will do my… best… to patch it… up… into a splint.” Springlight explained, focusing intently on Redhawk before using her tail to gently coax the pile of herbs in her direction. With how badly twisted and busted the paw was, there was no way that she would be able to properly try to twist it back into place without causing any immediate damage to the already-inflicted area, but she had no choice but to try. Gingerly, the calico tried to untwist the area to where it looked proportionately normal enough, but the process was difficult with how severed and uneven the paw looked. Stars, how was she going to fix this?

Lightningstorm’s words hadn’t gone unheard, and the calico focused briefly towards the wire-framed calico for a moment, processing her words as she thought. Had she dealt with the same situation before? Probably, more often than Springlight had in her entire career as a medicine cat. But, then again, it wasn’t like Springlight knew, she wasn’t in WindClan. Plus, her offer was genuine, and Drizzlecloud wasn’t right there to assist her at the moment, so it was better than nothing for her to help, unlike the tabby who decided to stay back at camp for whatever reason. Without hesitation, the calico firmly nodded before gesturing to the WindClan herbalist in her direction. “I… definitely… wouldn’t mind… the extra paws… of an… helper… If you… can… can you… try unfolding… these pieces… of cobwebs… so I can… wrap them… into a… tight cast… after I… am finished… making the… splint?... It will… help me… plenty.” Springlight mewed, using a forepaw to push the pile of silver webs toward the medicine cat before focusing back on the paw. Thankfully, given that the calico had noted the presence of the sticks within the woven cobwebs, she quickly snugged the webs off the tiny twigs before placing them next to the elder leaves. It would do good for a temporary cast before then, and given that she didn’t carry any moss with her at the moment, she would need to quickly undress it and place some moss inside before then.

Without any thought, the calico began working on quickly chewing the leaves into a thickened paste so it could properly stick to the area, being prone to soothe both fractures and sprains so that it wouldn’t be a bother. If she had some dandelions, she could’ve chewed some of that up and made it temporarily numb so that Redhawk didn’t have to feel any of the pain from the fracture. But, she wasn’t going to go all out and ask anyone to collect any of the wildflowers while she worked on making a temporary cast for the area. It was already in critical condition as it is. Where did that boulder even come from? Did StarClan magically cast it all of a sudden and it just landed on her paw? Springlight almost found herself questioning the thought, but she hadn’t wanted to overthink it while being focused on chewing the leaves into a paste. It tasted just about as bitter as any other herb did when she chewed them up into a paste or poultice. It wasn’t surprising, but it was always something she found out about every day or so. Soon, her chewing came to a close, finishing up with her carefully pushing the paste onto her paw-pads and rubbing it onto the fractured paw, carefully rubbing around the area as she made sure to slather all around the area. She wasn’t certain how it felt to the molly at the moment, but she hoped it would feel pleasant to some degree. Even with her focus on the fracture, she couldn’t help but think about how Crowpaw was feeling. The poor tom must be petrified at the moment.

Springlight briefly glanced at the young tom, noting his distress and the fact that a WindClan apprentice was over in his direction, comforting him the best he could. Even with the kid being in another clan, Springlight couldn’t help but feel genuinely pleased that at least all of the other clans had cats who cared significantly about the wellbeing of others and not themselves. It almost irked Springlight to a point from how undoubtedly selfish most cats she came across were. Did they ever think about the thoughts and health of others before themselves? She didn’t know, but it was something that she genuinely wondered and hoped to get an answer to at some point in her life. Stifling a sigh, the calico soon finished her rubbing as she carefully split the twigs into two separate pieces, preparing them for the cast that she’ll place onto the fractured limb after Lightningstorm was finished unwrapping the pieces of cobweb. Glancing towards the other calico, the molly firmly nodded her head. “I… thank you… for assisting… me… at this… time… It would’ve… been better… if Drizzlecloud… were here… but she decided… to stay… back at… camp… for an… unbeknownst… reason… it’s not… a lot… that cats… often think… for others… than for… themselves.” Her tone was laced with confidence and her words were genuine. She hadn’t hoped that the molly would give any sort of blunt-filled reply in retort to her gratitude for her help. Even though she expressed her thoughts about cats not thinking about others, she would presume that Lightningstorm would rightfully agree with her statement.

Focusing back down towards Redhawk, the calico observed the battered paw for a moment before letting loose a tight exhale, her blue gaze focusing on Redhawk’s jade green. “As I stated… earlier… I am… not certain… that your paw… will be able… to heal… up towards… a full degree… it may… remain permanently… dysfunctional… for the rest… of your life… and we may… come to terms… with either… amputation or… leaving it be… whichever decision you… will feel is… best for… yourself… other than that… after we… are finished here… and get back… to camp… I will… give you… a couple of… poppyseeds… and have… a cat… go collect… some dandelions… to numb down… any possible pain… in that paw… and put some… moss to keep… it comfortable… does that… sound alright… to you?” The medic explained, even with her voice muted and pausing at every second, she tried her hardest to explain to the hornet what they would do after they got back to camp. Hopefully, she wouldn’t take it too harshly, as it was nothing but the harsh truth of reality and reality wasn’t always sunshine and rainbows. She overheard Brackenclaw’s offer of assisting her in case it was needed once they got back to camp, and the calico only nodded in his direction. ThunderClan needed more warriors who would be willing to step up and help, and he seemed to have the right mindset. She didn’t respond, only awaiting Redhawk’s words - or anyone else, really - before then.

[ @Alchemist Kitsune @dino. @taillow @SpiritedWarrior @Lightningpaw666 @Tiabirb @BEAR. @Littlesun0112 @SuspiciousMindz @Dolomedes ]