Open Camp CAIN, WHERE'S YOUR BROTHER ───〃 return from border

[Graybird]

I am not your kind and gentle husband

Graybird returns to camp the same way he left, quiet and with his head down and not drawing attention to himself but its hard to hide the limp in his step, hard to hide the way his fur is disheveled and filthy and his belly streaked in red from shallow cuts; they won't scar, but that doesn't make them hurt any less and he can already see Serpentberry's annoyed face at him being in her den again after just having his chest wounds mend properly from the colony battle. As much as he wishes he could just make it to the den to his nest he knows he has to report this, to say something. A knot forms in his chest at the thought of having to explain what had happened, of how he lost himself in a brief haze of madness and tried to kill his own brother. The gray tom heaves suddenly, hackles raised as he gags on nothing and coughs, a swill of sick feeling in his belly that had nothing to do with his injuries as minor as they were.

"...someone get me-" Juniperstar? No, he couldn't stand to look at her right now, not after what he'd just done, "...someone else?" Part of him knows the truth was needed, that it was Sablestar at the border, that it was his brother he fought, but he didn't want to burden the chocolate leader with further stress, the knowledge her wretched mate was still wandering as if he owned the forest and part of him resented that she allowed it to happen - that she would not draw the poison from the wound he left behind. "Those traitorous bastards were trespassing." He says simply, whiskers quiver - the lie catches on them as it leaves his mouth, he's sure everyone can tell he's being dishonest, he's sure they can all see how ugly and dark his heart is as he huddles with his head down, "...I chased them off."

Ooc- This takes place before the skirmish while Juniperstar is still pregnant, the cats do not know what ShadowClan is called here!

& I am not the love you knew before.

GRAY

— Warrior ThunderClan
— He/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— SH Gray Tabby with holly green eyes.#82847e

 

[serpentberry]

Serpentberry does not laze about waiting for a patient to walk themselves into her den - no, she wanders around and talks with others within the Clans walls, likely followed by her barrage of wily kits. Those who need her attention will find her when they're ready, and it will no doubt be their fault should they lose pieces of themselves... or themselves entirely. Her maw is covered by a paw, a coy giggle following whatever she had said prior, when Graybird trots into camp. She glances towards him at first, a brief acknowledgement towards the sullen tom, however she doubles back her gaze when she notes his limp, and - "Well, now..."

He calls for someone else, and she muses in silence, good choice. She may just shred his ears for bothering Juniperstar while she is still sick with grief and the late woes of pregnancy. The molly departs from her conversation to prowl towards him, nothing different than a predator finding the weakest thing around to snack on. "Looks like you gave them a run for their prey," she comments, her gaze surveying his body, "If they left you like this, well... I'd love to see the other guys." If Graybird is telling the truth, of course. Her tail lashes behind her as she looks about the camp, lips pursing together. She'll take this off of Juniperstar's paws.

"Scalejaw," she summons the older warrior with a bit of rueful glee, "Take Harechaser and Darkplume with you back to the border, please. Just to make sure they absolutely left." Her gaze falls back to Graybird, a paw motioning to him, "Would you like to tell me more, Gray, or should we hurry along to put something that stings on your new little cuts?" She makes a teasing face, attempting to bait him into something. Anything, really. This is exciting, but not really when all the story is, is "I chased them off."

[ doesn't have to be a real patrol since how this is backdated!! just flavor text <3 ]