- Sep 20, 2022
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☀ - WHILST MY HEART STILL BEATS
//tw: injury description, mentions of blood
@BERRYHEART @sandpaw @LICHENPAW
What have I done?
Long legs made short work of traversing the territory as the tom raced from Sunningrocks back to the ThunderClan camp. As he moved he spilled droplets of crimson that made for an easy to follow trail, but he didn't care about his own injuries. There was no space for sympathy towards his own plight, not when the weight of his own mistakes and sins weighed so heavy upon his shoulders. And upon those same shoulders he carried Sandpaw's limp form. A victim of his fury, and now a source of his eternal regret. He focused on the goal of reaching the camp so he could get help, and he trusted no other cat more in that moment than Berryheart. Surely he would know what to do!
"BERRYHEART! Please hurry, it's Sandpaw!" Sunnyday called out in his booming voice, though it crackled with exhaustion and anguish as he dove through the entrance to the camp with all the care he could spare as he tried to avoid making things worse for the injured she-cat. "It's her leg!" He explained as he bee-lined for the medicine den with the intention of laying her in one of the nests there. "It's all my fault..." The beginnings of a croaked confession came, though he stopped himself from saying more. He wanted to reserve it for Howlingstar. It was time he confessed to it all, just as he had promised to Lichenpaw.
//tw: injury description, mentions of blood
@BERRYHEART @sandpaw @LICHENPAW
What have I done?
Long legs made short work of traversing the territory as the tom raced from Sunningrocks back to the ThunderClan camp. As he moved he spilled droplets of crimson that made for an easy to follow trail, but he didn't care about his own injuries. There was no space for sympathy towards his own plight, not when the weight of his own mistakes and sins weighed so heavy upon his shoulders. And upon those same shoulders he carried Sandpaw's limp form. A victim of his fury, and now a source of his eternal regret. He focused on the goal of reaching the camp so he could get help, and he trusted no other cat more in that moment than Berryheart. Surely he would know what to do!
"BERRYHEART! Please hurry, it's Sandpaw!" Sunnyday called out in his booming voice, though it crackled with exhaustion and anguish as he dove through the entrance to the camp with all the care he could spare as he tried to avoid making things worse for the injured she-cat. "It's her leg!" He explained as he bee-lined for the medicine den with the intention of laying her in one of the nests there. "It's all my fault..." The beginnings of a croaked confession came, though he stopped himself from saying more. He wanted to reserve it for Howlingstar. It was time he confessed to it all, just as he had promised to Lichenpaw.