TW: Sensitive Content Open Backwritten Camp 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 ── .✦ return

[DUSKPOOL]

DUSKPOOL​

Riddled with tension, Duskpool emerged into camp with the blood-tinged Sagesong, head swivelin' in search of Swallowbreeze. "Easy now, kiddo." He murmured to the injured warrior. "Swallowbreeze is gonna patch ya up and yer gonna be good as new, ya hear?" His chest vibrated with the low rumble of his voice.

Beelinin' toward the medicine cat den, Duskpool swiveled his head to count the heads of their patrol before crouchin' down, allowin' those nearby to help slide Sagesong off his back and onto the ground. "Careful, now." He rumbled lowly, mangled ears swivelin' findin' his skin pricklin' with the matted blood paintin' his backside.

His shoulder a forethought compared to the warrior layin' before him. "Dog caught us off guard." He muttered sourly, lips curled into a subtle frown, shame and disgust coilin' tight around his heart, disappointed with himself. If he'd been faster then none of this would've happened, but he can't go changin' the past now, can he? "Teasalfeather did good. They all did." He rumbled lowly, rollin' his shoulder subtly to quell the dull sting from the bite wound, shallow as it was, Duskpool ain't too concerned about it.

we're only haunted by the things we refuse to accept

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• @Sagesong @Teaselfeather @Stonepaw takes place after this thread calling for @SWALLOWBREEZE duskpool does have a shallow bite wound to his shoulder, but he will not say anything!
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  DUSKPOOL he/him a storm carved in flesh and smoke, duskpool towers with the bulk of a maine coon and norwegin forest cat. his wooly black pelt bristles with ghost-stripes and scars—old wounds etched like lightning through dusk. one copper eye burns like molten steel and the other a mangled ruin of war. every step is heavy, thunderous—war-born, death-burdened, and unflinchingly alive.
  
  ᯓ★ senior warrior of skyclan (sun guard during coffeestar's reign)
  ᯓ★ brother to outlawbite & thistlestrike, half-brother to flowercloud
  ᯓ★ eighty-three moons; ages on the 1st of every month
  ᯓ★ speech thought action
  ᯓ★ peaceful/healing powerplay permitted
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[Sagesong's icon Sagesong Sagesong]

Oh, now I'm here and i'm hoping
for sun in the afternoon

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The scent of camp reaches Sagesong and a paw twitches faintly, wanting to protest being carried like this for all to see but they find that their body is refusing to listen. Breathing itself is a painful chore, and despite Duskpool's best efforts the occasional faint jostling is enough to force out a whimper through clenched teeth. A vocal reminder to those nearby that they were still amongst the living.

Easy now, kiddo.

She'd laugh at the nickname if it wasn't so painful to do so, instead she turns her head to bury her face into the other's fur as they come into camp proper. Stars, they don't want the clan to see them like this. They don't want Crowpaw to see them like this. They were supposed to train later today... It seemed that would not be happening now.

A hiss of pain is dragged out of her even as those nearby do their best to bring her down gently into a nest. "I dunno..." Everything is painful, their eyes squeeze shut against it. They want to crawl into some crevice and not come out until the pain stops or at the very least least dulls. "D-dunno what happened, it was on the backfoot..."

And then all too quickly it had gone back on the attack. Everything after is a blur. Sagesong vaguely recalls hearing Teaselfeather call for them- were they ok? Was Stonepaw? She already had enough bad luck with dogs, what a disaster this patrol had been...

Eyes finally open, pupils round and blown wide as she struggles to crane her neck to take stock of who was there with a wince. "Are Teaselfeather and Stonepaw ok..? They're not hurt..?"

If either of them had gotten hurt because of their own slowness they would not forgive themself easily.

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The Flood, The Feeling Comes Over

SAGESONG

✿—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
✿— Small, Curly-furred, Mottled Black And Brown Cat With Heterochromia.
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