TW: Sensitive Content PAFP Camp WHY'S IT TAKING SO LONG [ INJURED CLANMATE ]

[swarmswirl]

It is not a long trek, yet her throat feels raw and her voice hoarse. From the moment she's found Chrysalisgaze, not too far from camp, to the moment she receives it, the molly shouts, "Help! Someone, help me!" Surely a patrol, or even one cat, has too noticed the cold nest of their beloved Chrysalisgaze and sought out to investigate. And if not, the wails of her sister should draw them in. Swarmswirl feels pathetic, nearly dragging her sibling across the nettle-strewn ground, but it's the best she has.

Her own legs begin to fail her as another cat joins beneath Chrysalisgaze's blood-sewn pelt. She hopes they don't mind the staining, silently telling them that she will help them rinse clean. She hopes if they do mind, then they would appreciate that the blood is warm, not cold, and that somewhere beneath the heft of her sibling's pelt, there is still a heart beating. Swarmswirl pushes them both quicker, still, now calling out for, "Swallowbreeze - I need Swallowbreeze!" A molly who was left in her role too young, yet capable. She has to be capable. Swarmswirl doesn't think she could take another answer.

The warrior heads straight towards the medicine den with her injured sister, unwilling to wait any longer.

[ pls wait for @Chrysalisgaze !! calling for @SWALLOWBREEZE but any cat can be the one that helps her carry her sister :3 ]

 

[Chrysalisgaze]

♡

𓆦 𖢥 𓆨 𓆣 𐀔 Chrysalisgaze 𐀔 𓆣 𓆨 𖢥 𓆦

Chrysalisgaze feels like she's swimming through a heavy fog, unable to see, every sound and sensation muffled, distant. What was she doing? Where is she now?
The haze lifts for a moment and she hears a voice.
...hold on...
Was that her sister? Chrysalisgaze's mind foggies again, her world darkens. She doesn't know how much time has passed, could have been a moment or the whole day. When next she regains her senses briefly, her sister's voice is still there.
...breeze...i need.....
What does Swarmswirl need? The scent of blood reaches Chrysalisgaze's nostrils and she starts to panic, her body trying to move, but unable to do so - did someone hurt her sister? She will make them pay. She will...she will make them....pay......
...
She feels movement beneath her body, the world shaking, her body shaking, her paws...her paws numb. She dares open her eyes, but the world is too bright, painful. Was that Starlingtrail she just saw? She tries to say her name, but all that comes out is. "...tarli...ail..." with a strained voice that isn't hers, thorns digging into her throat.
And then the world is black again, dreamless, as Chrysalisgaze drifts away to the sound of drip...drip...drip...

 

[flowercloud]

Flowercloud heard the cries for help as she left camp. Limbs carried her, but barely. There was a nervousness in her steps, but her pace quickened with the thudding of her heart in her wide chest. She began sprinting, paws leading her where cowardice almost took over. And when the deputy saw the sight, she felt her own blood freeze.

Her paws stumbled, her body freezing- what if it had been chrysalisgaze? Would you make me tell her children why her mother had to die? But she wouldn't die. She couldn't die. Flowercloud would help. She quickly began moving, steps trying and fighting to be confident as she moved against Swarmswirl, trying to relinquish some weight of Chrysalisgaze body.

Is she alive?

Please tell me she's alive.

Please tell me we didn't lose another.

But the deputy couldn't speak. There was a weight in her throat that almost made her choke, but instead she ignored it. Her breath shuddered, but there was a bit of relief that it was not thunderclan scent she smelled. It didn't mean that if wasnt- that it couldn't have been her fault. The visage of an electric blue eye glaring down on her made Flowercloud feel Sick.

A thick swallow, her steps focused to match Swarmswirls. They shoved through camp, and Flowercloud did not lift her gaze, did not look for those blue eyes of blame- rather immediately went with Swarmswirl to the medicine cat den. She was a silent help, but she really...

Really ...

Was going to get sick.

flowercloud - 38 moons - skyclan deputy - mentoring none

 

[Starlingtrail Starlingtrail]

The molly had spent the night restless, her Chryssie hadn't returned to camp yet. Not poked her head in to wish good night to the kittens and spent some quiet time together before she retired to her nest, ready for another busy day. She didn't have the heart to move, not when her little ones were curled to her belly, warm and fast asleep. She tried to assure herself that Chrysalis had simply grown far too tired from a busy day and retired to her nest early, or maybe she had come to see them all when she dozed off for a short while earlier. Starling wasn't sure, so that awful unsettled feeling in her stomach couldn't be stifled...

Starlingtrail managed to doze off, just barely. But the shrill call of an all too familiar voice jolted her awake. "Swarmswirl?" She knew her sister-in-law's voice anywhere; she swallowed hard, looking around before her gaze fell to another one of the caretakers. "Watch my kittens, please, j-just a moment." Her voice waivered, there was an awful feeling in her gut, and her first instinct was to shield her kittens.

It was as the molly stepped towards the exit of the nursery, the bitter scent of blood caught her breath. Starlingtrail tightened her jaw, hoping, preying-

Her face drained of warmth as she saw her worst nightmare, held up between Swarmswirl and Flowercloud, her wife, her Chysalisgaze, or what life still clung to her. The shrill cry of horror that slipped from her maw as she witnessed the bloodied visage of her other half sounded outside her, like it hadn't come from her maw. Tears trailed her cheeks as the words slipped from her lips, a quiet fury muddled in her sorrow. "Who did this." Starling tried to steel her tears, but watching with a shaking form as her wife was brought to the medicine den, and she could do nothing but wait for Swallowbreeze to save Chrysalisgaze. "I'll-"

But, as she had breathed to speak, she heard the wheeze of what could have been her name, the fury crumbling just as quickly as it had ignited. She followed Swarm and Flower with bleary eyes, calling for her mate. "I'm here, Chryssie, you're home. You'll be o-okay-" The molly's voice broke, there was only so much she could hold back as the scent of blood overwhelmed her, the terror she had felt all night, where her wife was out there, bleeding and alone. If they hadn't found her, she could have been. She would have-

At that point, Starlingtrail was inconsolable, the fear wracking her shoulders in sobs. What was she to tell their kittens? How would she have handled everything without Chrysalisgaze? She couldn't have.

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STARLINGTRAIL she/her, Skyclan caretaker 34 moons old.
A short-haired black and white molly with soft, blue eyes.
mentored by none // mentoring none
littermate to none
Larkvine x Greyduck / mother to Berrykit, Ducklingkit and TBNkit / mated to Chrysalisgaze
"SPEECH" // "THOUGHTS" // ATTACK
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[SWALLOWBREEZE]

cw: mentions of injury throughout post

the cries for help, thick scent of blood, and the hopeless wails of a mate is enough to stir a dead medicine cat in their grave— swallowbreeze began to move before swarmswirl and flowercloud finished hobbling towards her den. sometimes, a medicine cat's work must be done in complete silence, and to her, that's the most horrifying part. there's no way to ask how and why one of their warriors is choking on her own blood. all she can do is push her loved ones aside.

while she chews the poultice, a wad of moss is pressed into the thick laceration blooming across her throat, still gently oozing with blood. it stains the makeshift sponge red almost too quickly, and the healer's paw trembles subtly at the sight.

swamswirl's anxieties about their healer's unfinished training are within reason. in fact, swallowbreeze would show her belly and agree, she wouldn't be a good medic if she wasn't honest about her skills. the deep wound that plagues starlingtrail's mate is the one thing she's confident in reliving. it might be the only thing, really.

once enough blood has been cleaned up, swallowbreeze fastens the wound with the poultice, cobwebs, her body stills as she watches the shallow breathing of chrysalisgaze's chest. by starclan's miracle, she didn't bleed out before coming back to camp, but the scout is practically half-alive as she lays in her den and stains the ground with crimson. similar to sagesong when she first earned her name, but the mottled warrior's reason was much more clear and bore witnesses. all they can do is wait for chrysalisgaze to stir, or hope swarmswirl caught a glimpse.

"you–you found her just in time." most cats don't survive a wound this severe, whoever did this to her had intent to kill. swallowbreeze's neck bristles, hoping nothing is lurking in the depths of their territory. "did you see who did this?"

 

[starlitpath starlitpath]

(˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗) alarm sets ablaze every nerve within the molly as she responds to the desperate call of her clanmate's voice. swarmswirl, a she-cat that skyclan's princess knows well, despite their shared distaste for each other. her normally dulcet tones are edged with panic as she enters camp, the iron tang of blood wafting on the air. the spiral-pelted tabby drags her sister's limp form towards the medicine den, soon joined by flowercloud who looks moments away from hurling. starlingtrail is soon to arrive, her sky hued gaze wide and fearful as her mate returns home bloodied and clinging to life.

starlitpath isn't sure if she'll be helpful here, but the look in her rival's eyes is enough to move towards the scene. putting aside their differences, their snarky arguments over the moons, the dilute point presses her shoulder against the earthen pelted warrior. "she's alive," she breathes, as the woman croaks her mate's namme. cobwebs and herbs are slathered along chrysalisgaze's throat, and starlitpath murmurs to swarmswirl. "let's let swallowbreeze do her job, hm?"

she's aware that there's half a chance she'll get a claw to the ear and spit in her face should she try to draw the woman away from her sister, but the medicine den is not a large space. with starlingtrail pressed to the injured cat's side like a burr, and their medicine cat working feverishly to stop the bleeding, the den is getting uncomfortable. "did you... see?" sharp sky eyes meet verdant green with odd softness, worry lingering with protectiveness. "you... you should come get cleaned up." after the warrior answers the medic, starlitpath will attempt to guide the distraught swarmswirl from the den.

LIKE CONSTELLATIONS ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ IMPLODING IN THE NIGHT

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  STARLITPATH ★ tags / toyhouse
  
  ★ genderfluid (he / she / they) / bisexual, mate of none
  ★ 29 moons old, ages realistically
  ★ warrior of skyclan
  ★ younger sibling to THREETOE, BADGERTAIL, BEARFACE
  ★ mentoring SPIKEPAW / mentored by DUSKPOOL
  ★ penned by LAVS / message lavendes on discord for plots!
  
  a shorthaired dilute calico point with low white and aqua eyes. short, thick fur decorates her frame, cream hued, swooping into a cowlick on her head. their face, paws, and tail are dappled with fawn and slate gray, broken through by speckles of white. a star shaped white splotch on their forehead offers them their namesake. eyes like ocean water, a deep aqua blue, pierce out of almond shaped sockets.

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[Hawkins Hawkins]

R A I N
​ what a shame we all became ​

Rain was startled from her sleep by a raucous out in the heart of camp. Instantly, she was on alert. Were they being attacked? Was the nursery in danger? Would she have to fight? No, she realized, it was someone calling for Swallowbreeze. Anxiety gathered in the pit of her belly. Was someone hurt? She could see the other inhabitants of the nursery also glancing around anxiously, Starlingtrail most of all. The molly's gaze landed on her, and she asked wearily for her to watch her kits. With a swift nod, Rain hefted herself to her paws and padded heavily over to sit beside their nest. She watched her denmate hurry from the den, followed immediately by a gutwrenching cry.

"No,"

was all Rain can manage. She wasn't sure what she was denying - and if she were being honest, she didn't want to. She could hear more voices, and she thought she picked up pieces of Chrysalisgaze's name.

"No,"

she repeated, more firmly this time. Chrysalisgaze had just been there, visiting her kits and mate... Right? She tried to remember the previous evening. The days and nights had begun to blend together in a whirl of exhaustion, eating, and lazing about in the nursery. She didn't remember seeing her. Fear clutched her chest, making it hard to breathe. What could have possibly happened to her friend?

Unsure of what else to do, she curled her tail around the kits in her charge. She couldn't fathom what would happen if, worst case scenario, they lost their mother. She peered down at them, lost for words.

A large figure burst into the nursery, and Rain let out a small breath, her anxiety relenting just a bit.

"Duskpool,"

she began, but stopped short, the question what happened? dying on her lips at the sight of his expression. She didn't know what still, but her fears had been confirmed: something bad.

"Is- is there anything I can... do?"

She asked weakly. She tried to keep her calm for the sake of the kits, but her paws had begun to tremble. She was sure he could see the panic in her blue gaze.

such fragile

✦

broken things

• OOC: @DUSKPOOL
• KEY:
  

  "speech"

  
  

  'thoughts'

  
  
  

  "other character's speech"

  
  
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  sleek grey she-cat with white paws, tailtip, face, and chin
  she/her
  loner
  15 moons
  pregnant!
  
  

 

[swarmswirl]

She swallows her grief as well as she can when Flowercloud joins her, heaving her sister's body onto her shoulders. Swarmswirl silently insists on continuing to help, especially as the deputy nearly turns green with the sight and smell. The tortoiseshell is startlingly silent once they reach the medicine den and Swallowbreeze has greeted them, her gaze watching intently as the medicine cat works quickly to clot up the open wounds. She's skilled - but any cat could simply bleed too much and pass from that. None of them are infallible in that way. How long had Chrysalisgaze truly been out? How long had she been injured this terribly for? Her wound didn't clot up, but...

She's pulled from her trance with a question from the medicine cat. Green eyes are uncharacteristically wide, and she looks between the pointed molly, her sister, and the other cats that've gathered. She hears the cracking cries of Starlingtrail before she can discern the molly from the half-torn mass of fur, blood and tears now easily mixing together. Her pupils shrink to pinpoints and her maw is dry and -

"She's alive."

A voice that would sooner shred her with claws than comfort her sounds close to her ear. Swarmswirl doesn't turn to the other moggy, still watching as Starlingtrail remains tightly knitted against her lovers side. Her chest heaves with discomfort, her mind rattles with all that she did see. Starlitpath tries, gently, to coax her to say anything at all. She finally looks towards SkyClan's prince, but only for a few moments before she levels her uneasy stare back towards the crowd.

"No," she says with no uncertainty, though her voice feels as if it echoes the hollow in her chest. "The blood... started by fourtrees. I couldn't find any scent of fox, or badger, or..." Swarmswirl trails of for a moment before returning with, "Or anything."

Starlitpath suggests they get away. Swarmswirl tenses her frame, but knows she's of no further use here, and begrudgingly nods, leaving with the warrior.

 

[[SNOWVEIL] [SNOWVEIL]]

Where the north wind meets the sea
There's a mother full of memory
Come, my darling, homeward bound
When all is lost, then all is found

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Blood. It coiled through her senses, thick and metallic, crawling into every corner of her being until her stomach churned. Milky eyes snapped wide open, someone was bleeding. Too much. Far too much. Fear seized her heart, twisting itself into something hotter, darker. Anger. Rage for whoever had dared harm one of her clanmates and underneath the stench of blood, she caught it: the faint, familiar scent of Chrysalisgaze. Her torn ear flicked sharply. The frightened mewling of kits echoed behind her. " Please. " she commanded, voice hard as stone. " Keep an eye on the kits. Don't let them come outside. Under no circumstance. "

Then she was moving, swift but steady, paws guided by scent and sound alone. The world was chaos, shuffling paws, urgent voices, the copper tang of spilled life. " Swarmswirl-- " she breathed when she heard the warrior's voice, followed by the frantic call for Swallowbreeze. Blood. Too much blood. A body brushed past her, then came the sound of Starlingtrail's voice, broken, strangled with grief, and Snowveil's heart cracked in two.

" Whoever did this will not walk away unscathed. " she hissed, the fur along her spine bristling. She was blind, yes, but her claws were still sharp. And her fury burned brighter than any sight could. First ThunderClan... And now this? What morals were left among the clans or had they all turned to rogues wearing familiar names? Swarmswirl's report reached her ears next: no predator, no scent, nothing. That chilled her more than the blood itself. Her tail lashed violently behind her, the sound sharp in the heavy air. This was supposed to be their fresh start, away from the rats, away from decay. Yet the horror had followed them, tenfold.

" At least she's alive, then? " Snowveil murmured, voice lower now but no less firm. " Swallowbreeze may be young, but she'll do all she can to make sure it stays that way. "


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[Berrykit]

BERRYKIT

Berrykit woke to his momma stirring restlessly, eyes wide. Was something wrong? And then momma nudged him towards Rain and bolted out of the nursery. Berrykit wanted to run after her, to protect her, but Rain's tail curled around him, stopping him from going anywhere. "What's going on, Rain?" he asked, eyes wide, his voice shaking just a little. Everyone around him seemed to be on edge and that only made him more nervous.

Just then momma's cry filled the camp, loud and heart-wrenching, and Berrykit buried his face in Rain's fur, shaking, tears threatening to pour out of his eyes. His paws trembled, he was afraid, so so afraid, but he refused to open his eyes, afraid of what he would see.

A shadow fell over them and Rain acknowledged Duskpool walking into the den. But what about momma? Only then did Berrykit open his eyes slightly, looking up at the large warrior. "Grandpapa... what happened? Why is momma sad?"

And where was his mom? He had drifted off to sleep before she could visit them last night, surely preoccupied with her warrior duties. And then he understood where his mom must be - outside, comforting momma. Of course. Something bad happened and momma needed help from mom.

Berrykit told himself this as he sat anxiously in the nursery with Rain and Duskpool, waiting for his mothers to return.

OOC: Interacting with @Rain and @DUSKPOOL. Sibling ping also @DUCKLINGKIT ​

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