- Jul 16, 2022
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What a fool Kindleheart had been for looking forward to his hunting patrol. What a fool he had been for welcoming the change in pace.
What left as a patrol of four, now returns as three. Kindleheart leads Roeflame and Rabbitnose with a weight on his shoulders - that of Graystorm's. The fallen warrior, a body broken by beasts, is carried on the brown tabby's back as he treads forward in silence. White patches in his fur are stained crimson by his failure, and Kindleheart's stomach twists at the thought of what had happened, and what's to come.
He should be thanking the stars that he'd even made it out, that no one else had fallen to the same fate as the warrior he carries. But, he can only feel the heft of Graystorm, he can only see Graystorm, see hooves against the warrior's pelt and remember the helplessness that froze Kindleheart's paws in place. As the patrol's leader, it's only right that Kindleheart is the one to return with the body - a retrieval that was a miracle in itself.
Still in shock from what had happened, Kindleheart doesn't know what to do as he nears ThunderClan's camp. He doesn't know what to do as he looks to Roeflame and Rabbitnose, as he checks to make sure they're still with him, that they hadn't been snatched by the beasts while he hadn't been looking. A shaky breath is taken as he steps through the entrance.
"We... Where's Howlingstar...?" he finds himself asking, his voice slow and staggered, small in his own form. It feels like someone's controlling him, as he moves to set down Graystorm's body. "Someone... Someone fetch her, please."
What left as a patrol of four, now returns as three. Kindleheart leads Roeflame and Rabbitnose with a weight on his shoulders - that of Graystorm's. The fallen warrior, a body broken by beasts, is carried on the brown tabby's back as he treads forward in silence. White patches in his fur are stained crimson by his failure, and Kindleheart's stomach twists at the thought of what had happened, and what's to come.
He should be thanking the stars that he'd even made it out, that no one else had fallen to the same fate as the warrior he carries. But, he can only feel the heft of Graystorm, he can only see Graystorm, see hooves against the warrior's pelt and remember the helplessness that froze Kindleheart's paws in place. As the patrol's leader, it's only right that Kindleheart is the one to return with the body - a retrieval that was a miracle in itself.
Still in shock from what had happened, Kindleheart doesn't know what to do as he nears ThunderClan's camp. He doesn't know what to do as he looks to Roeflame and Rabbitnose, as he checks to make sure they're still with him, that they hadn't been snatched by the beasts while he hadn't been looking. A shaky breath is taken as he steps through the entrance.
"We... Where's Howlingstar...?" he finds himself asking, his voice slow and staggered, small in his own form. It feels like someone's controlling him, as he moves to set down Graystorm's body. "Someone... Someone fetch her, please."
// hunting patrol tags: @Roeflame . , @Rabbitnose; no need to wait!