wc rebels running from the daylight // latecomer

[Marmotbite.]

MY BODY'S COVERED IN TEETH MARKS
YOUR BITES WORSE THAN YOUR BARK​

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marmotbite & 13 moons & demigirl & she/they/it & windclan tunneler ​

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It takes far to long to cover the small distance from the border to the horseplace - each step slowed by exhaustion and pain. Even with her blue one at her side, marmotbite cannot help but fear what lies in wait for her around each corner, pelt standing on end despite her best efforts. And then at last it's over - faces swimming into view as the tiny she-cat's presence is noted, mismatched gaze cold and wary as she looks about. Bruises and scrapes litter her frame, some hidden beneath the dust and dirt that still clings to her from her escapade the day before, and each breath sends shocks of pain down her side. Head tilts, and for a moment she says nothing. Perhaps she should let azaleafrost do the talking - she's been here from the start after all.

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// takes place a day after the tunnel collapse thread. not pafp but please be aware she is not alone - @Azaleafrost is escorting her

 

[RATTLEHEART]

A great deal of time had passed since Rattleheart had last seen Marmotbite, another face lost in the crowd when Sootstar's madness had finally cleaved them in two separate halves. He had never imagined them to be a diehard loyalist, but he had never pictured many other faces in the crowd of loyalists to be there either, so it was difficult for him to say anything definitively. Though it certainly seemed at least that more and more of those that remained were coming to their senses, fleeing the chaos and bloodshed that Sootstar seemed to think would make her brutal kingdom thrive. The question remained then - was Marmotbite one of the ones who had come around slowly, or one that had been trapped behind when they had all fled?

The much older tunneler wasn't sure, though the presence of Azaleafrost at her side was enough to keep him from reacting with any immediate hostility. That, and the wounds that seemed to cover Marmotbite, bruises and scrapes alike that carried the tang of blood and dust on the air. There was a worried frown on Rattleheart's face as he approached, glancing briefly back towards the barn. "Azaleafrost... good to see you back. And that you've brought company." There wasn't any suspicion in his tone, just a thoughtful lilt before he turned fully back towards the barn. "Wolfsong! We have someone injured out here." When he turned back to Azaleafrost and Marmotbite, he found himself able to at least offer a smile. "And... it's good to see you again, Marmotbite." He didn't bother calling for Sunstride for the moment, figuring that their leader would inevitably be hot on his mate's heels to make a decision about Marmotbite's ultimate fate.

// @WOLFSONG since he's being called for!!
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[ PENNED BY EO ]​

 

[WOLFSONG]

──ᨒ↟↟ᨒ↟ᨒ↟↟ᨒ── She appears to be a victim of a tunnel collapse, from Wolfsong's experience treating clanmates in the past who faced a similar misfortune. With Azaleafrost at her side, Wolfsong's suspicions are muted. If there was a collapse, perhaps Marmotbite took advantage of the ensuing mayhem to escape what remains of Sootstar's WindClan. He does not doubt that there are others who remain out of fear of retaliation, given the dismal news his son brought with Mintshade of Sootstar's justice. Though he does not know the tunneler very well, she has never given him the impression that those like Hollowcreek and Snakehiss have, so his pause lasts not even half a heartbeat before he's passing by Rattleheart.

"Your injuries appear fairly minor, fortunately," Wolfsong murmurs as he gives her a cursory look over. He is most concerned about her head, should she have taken a blow there in the event his suspicions of a collapse are proven accurate. "Hm. How is your vision? Your breathing? Any sharp pains in your ribs or blurriness?" His one-eyed stare shifts to Azaleafrost, whom he offers a small but sincere smile. "How did you find each other?"
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WOLFSONG of WINDCLAN FORMER ROGUE TURNED MEDICINE CAT. 41 MOONS, HE/HIM, NPC X NPC. MATES WITH SUNSTRIDE (07/05/2023). BIOGRAPHY, PINTEREST, & PLAYLIST.

medicinal expertise med. part ii med. part iii med. part iv

• — ★★★☆☆ WOUNDS: You're (mostly) in safe paws. You'll know if he's less experienced if he asks for your permission to try a treatment. No wound can scare him away from knowledge.
  — ★★★☆☆ INFECTION: He can prevent most infections. If you feel feverish, let him know; he'll hum thoughtfully over herbs and sniff your wound before saying, "With your blessing..."
• — ★☆☆☆☆ ACHES & PAINS: If you complain to him of pain, he'll ask where. If it's a headache, you'll likely feel a bit better. For anything else, "Try this, if you'd like, and tell me how you feel."
  — ★☆☆☆☆ BROKEN BONES: At best. he can ask you to remain lying down in the den. He may try to distract you with conversation while he considers what herb to feed you.
• — ★★★★★ TRAVELING HERBS: Going somewhere? No worries; Wolfsong knows just what you need to stay hale and healthy during your journey. The rest is up to you.
  — ★★★☆☆ KITTING: Thanks to Starlingheart and his own pregnancy, he's better prepared for the arrival of kits, but any complications will need a little faith and a lot of luck.
• — ★☆☆☆☆ POISONS: It's best if you avoid eating anything unfamiliar to you— it's probably just as unfamiliar to Wolfsong. The best he can do is offer you yarrow and sit with you.
  — ★★☆☆☆ ILLNESS: If it's white or greencough, you'll likely recover. Otherwise, prepare for odd concoctions and the usual request that you consent to a little trial-and-error.

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[Marmotbite.]

MY BODY'S COVERED IN TEETH MARKS
YOUR BITES WORSE THAN YOUR BARK​

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marmotbite & 14 moons & demigirl & she/they/it & windclan tunneler ​

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Rattleheart is a familiar sight - a relief, really, that it is a tunneler who finds them first. She has never been the most social of cats, holding others at a distance coming easily to her, but she's at least built some semblance of... trust with those who dwell down in the darkness. When every pawstep is into pitch black, when the world could collapse around you at any moment - well, you had too. Head dips to the side in greeting - a subtle gesture, but the young warrior has always been the quiet sort - far to suly in her disposition to bother with niceties.

Wolfsong's presence distracts her, and she turns her focus away from the conversation. " Hurts real bad, " she grunts out at last, taking in wolfsong's concern and mimicking it with her own, mismatched eyes glittering with anxiety. " My foot - 'n my ribs, mostly, " she adds - as apprehensive as she is, she's not stupid enough to hide her injuries from a healer. She ignores that nagging voice in the back of her mind that scolds her for showing weakness, for admitting her poor state to all those present.

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