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SOOTSTAR |
It was grim digging graves for cats yet dead. Sootstar watched as cat after cat was sent off to the Badgerset den. She knew for many of them she would not see them again until their limp bodies were drug back to camp. With a majority of her healthy warriors leaving to the mountains just a day ahead, she knew she needed to consider some hard to swallow facts. Many would die before- if they returned with lungwort. Perhaps by the time they made it back the entire clan would be ill, slowly killed by the hidden enemy. A moon from now and there just might not be anyone healthy enough to dig graves, or use what little strength they have to dig rather than to hunt. Sootstar has recruited @BLUEPAW and no one else, those who wished to volunteer could. Her pawpads are both sweaty and numb by the time the first grave is holed out. It’s nestled right beside Snailstride’s who she gives a tired acknowledging glance to. ”This one… is done.” She pants, leaping out of the shallow hole and positoning herself a few paw-steps away. Her paws immediately resume digging, another grave must be dug, and another after this one. To think she may just be digging Weaselclaw and Moorpaw’s graves… the thought sickens her. |
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Soot․ Sootstar
» WindClan Leader
» She/her ․ Mate to Weaselclaw
» Tiny blue smoke she-cat with green eyes.
» "Speech" ․ thoughts ․ attack
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» Excels in quick, short moves.
» Fights to kill and maim
» Fatal attack of choice is an underbelly dive.
» May powerplay minor harm. Can powerplay healing