FEAR OF MISSING OUT ───〃skirmish return

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Graybird

┈━ waiting waiting waiting ━┈
ThunderClan
Warrior
Ranger
30
0
Freshkill
175
Pronouns
He/Him
Played by
Rai
I am not your kind and gentle husband
His back aches, his legs unsteady, as the gray tom finally appears back in the camp he is near collapse from the strain of lugging the equally sized tom across his shoulders the entire way. Graybird would like to claim he was gentle, careful, but he was none of that in his hurry to get @THUNDERFLASH from SkyClan's border and back to someone who could actually help him; he was entirely unequipped to do anything other than act as a courier for the fallen.
The first cat he sees gets grit teeth and a sharp stare, his holly green gaze wide and pupils blown out as he sputters, "Get a medicine cat! Now! The weight is finally too much and he lowers himself belly to the ground, lets the russet fur soaked red slide from his back and drop heavily at his side but he makes no effort to stand back up - it had been a tiring process, his lungs burned as if a blaze had been set inside him and he was angry. Angry he hadn't gotten to sink his claws into the SkyClan king, angry he wasn't strong enough to drop his clanmate here and rush back into the fray but the mere thought of it made him want to retch.
Graybird pants, white froth around his mouth as he catches his breath and swallows hard, the image of Hawkstar with a bloody muzzle was so ingrained in his mind he could not replace it with the one of her crying for a halt to the violence - they were not the same cat. The Hawkstar he knew was a murderer, callous, cruel, not that one-eyed tortie calling for a ceasefire. It was some kind of ploy, surely, to drop their guard and defenses before she brought more pain upon them. At least he'd sparred Thunderflash the worst of it - or maybe he hadn't, the other tabby had not yet roused and he could not help but wonder if he was even still alive. Surely a blow to the head like that wasn't fatal...

Ooc- This is a return thread for the SkyClan Skirmish, it takes place prior to Serpentberry's death & the recent meeting!

& I am not the love you knew before.
GRAYBIRD

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