TW: Sensitive Content Open Camp a flightless bird | waking up again

[HARRIERTEETH]

Tw: description of wounds

Pain...it is an ever present companion in these days. Days that feel much too long and much too harsh. It feels like her head is trying to tear itself a part as she comes to from the depths of her consciousness. She doesn't remember much after the battle besides laying in a puddle of her own blood, holding on to life as much as she could. Being helped back to a camp she doesn't recognize by Hazel and then emptiness. She must have passed out and now she tries to peer at a world that is much too bright for her. Her only eye is barely open as she tried to fight through the pain of her own body. Gasping in harsh pants as she tries to remember what she has been told when she woke up the first time. Something...something about a meeting. Things changing so fast and...she has a new name. She tries to swallow but her throat and mouth are so dry. Something is on her face and she reaches up to grab at it. Brushing against something but that isn't what disturbs her. It is what she doesn't feel and the resounding pain that slams into her afterwards. "Oh....ugh..." Words won't form but blood tinged tears leak from scarring emptiness as she fully closes her eye.

On the verge of panic the molly struggles to right herself. To stand up or something but her balance is off, her legs feel like jelly and she collapses on her haunches. She can't seem to catch her breath. Her eyes opening only to catch the healing and jagged wounds on her body. Smell the blood, old and new as she makes them open anew. But she forces herself into the open, forces herself to look at the truth.

 

[THUNDERFLASH]

Honestly, Thunderflash had been keeping an eye on some of the other den-mates he had while he healed to ensure they didn't wander off. Ironic, right? By the time he had gotten himself back to the medicine den after being named, he had an earful from a certain cat, he was ready to stay settled while healing. Others, however, had the same idea that he had. (Not to mention, he had nudged kits back into Serpent's nest once or twice.) Thunderflash's ears perked, however, as a soul that had been slumbering tried to move, to speak. He watched intently for a minute, but when she tries to stand- "Hey! Wai' a minute!" He says.

Stay put. No, he couldn't do that. She was in a worse state then him, Thunderflash reasoned. He pushed to his paws, grimacing as his side screamed in pain, moving to follow her into the sunlight. Thunderclan's camp stared back at them, as he came around to her side, staring at Harrierteeth. "Y' need to lay down. Serpen' is gonna have yer hide otherwise." He says, trying to keep his voice quiet, gentle- concern was writ on his face, similar cobwebs sparsely decorating the left eyesocket.

___________________ YOU'VE GOT MY BODY ☆ FLESH AND BONE, YEAH ___________________

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• THUNDERFLASH he/him, thunderclanner, twenty moons.
  ☆ a sh/lh chocolate tabby with low white and stunning baby blue eyes. stands of average height with a 'mohawk' and spiky-shaped mane.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ whichever relations / want listed
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.