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In his years, Burr had seen many cats rise and fall. To tooth and claw, to water and leaf.....to the unseen and unforgotten. He was old, heaving with all the hulking mass of an ancient beast, wiser than many of the young cats who called these lands home. It gave him a great many privileges when it came to helping these sprouts bloom into something great.
And yet, for all that he knew, Burr did not know everything.
It happened one morning as he was cleaning, an awful, bitter taste filled his mouth that made him want to retch. Confusion and curiosity led him to inspect his leg, pulling back wads of fur only to see that the worst had happened. His wound had scabbed over not long ago, allowing for Dawnglare to clear it to breathe from the cobwebs and herb staunching, but now, it took on a color that should frankly never be seen outside of plants. He had seen this before, and it did not end well. The pieces began to fit together then, the apparent lack of reaction to the cold he'd at first been thankful for, the increasing irritation he had once attributed to the scab making his skin taut, the soreness.... The thought of what came next made his eyes flicker to where Mushroom and Cotton were playing in the clearing. Yet before his thoughts could spiral, he remembered that for all of his own herbal inadequacies, there was someone who should know how to fix this.
He pads over to the medicine den, peeking inside and seeing nothing but the disorderly organized chaos of the place Dawnglare slept. Frowning, he pulls back, approaching a small group of Skyclanners with a small voice. "Have any of you seen Dawnglare today?...I need to check in with him."
/I promise grandpa is fine!!! this is just a learning experience <3
And yet, for all that he knew, Burr did not know everything.
It happened one morning as he was cleaning, an awful, bitter taste filled his mouth that made him want to retch. Confusion and curiosity led him to inspect his leg, pulling back wads of fur only to see that the worst had happened. His wound had scabbed over not long ago, allowing for Dawnglare to clear it to breathe from the cobwebs and herb staunching, but now, it took on a color that should frankly never be seen outside of plants. He had seen this before, and it did not end well. The pieces began to fit together then, the apparent lack of reaction to the cold he'd at first been thankful for, the increasing irritation he had once attributed to the scab making his skin taut, the soreness.... The thought of what came next made his eyes flicker to where Mushroom and Cotton were playing in the clearing. Yet before his thoughts could spiral, he remembered that for all of his own herbal inadequacies, there was someone who should know how to fix this.
He pads over to the medicine den, peeking inside and seeing nothing but the disorderly organized chaos of the place Dawnglare slept. Frowning, he pulls back, approaching a small group of Skyclanners with a small voice. "Have any of you seen Dawnglare today?...I need to check in with him."
/I promise grandpa is fine!!! this is just a learning experience <3
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