Flintstar panted as she looked at the dog that helped them. Did
that dog just help us...? She was speachless.
Snowflank shook on the ground as she bled. "Whiteleap..." She
rasped.
//yes this is gr8
aLSO STOP POSTING SO MUCH
I can't keep up with my super slow typing on my xbox
Whiteleap touches his nose to hers, and he's very tense and
stressed "Dont worry snowflank, you'll be ok...i promise,
wishflower will be here any moment, she'll help you.."
He looks up at the sky. starclan don't take her from me
//Nu way! Yellowsting always gonna be the one cat with the worst
injuries xD
Fishflower went over to Snowblank, knowing Fellowsting would be
fine jfc I need to stop xD. She started examining her
wounds, telling Whitesleep to scoot for now.
//IM DYIGN MOO PLS also don't worry she will make it I'm just being
terrible//
"I doubt I am going to make it Whiteleap..." She sighed. "I'm sorry
I didn't listen to you. I should have stayed in the camp with you."
She closed her eyes. "I will admit. I love you Whiteleap. I wanted
to have kits with you..." She sobbed. "But I messed that up. I'm so
sorry..."
//JESUS STOP POSTING, I MEAN I CHANGE MY MUSIC FOR ONE SECOND AND
THERES 50 MESSAGES
Whiteleap chokes up, wailing in agony. "Its not your fault, it's
mine..i should have tried harder to protect you" he cries out,
backing away from her as wishflower steps up, watching from afar.
He closes his eyes and prays to starclan with all his heart that
she would be ok.
The kitten shivered in the knothole, stunned from adrenaline crash.
She felt haphazardly cold as the wounds at the back of her neck
continued to bleed, though at a much slower rate then from before.
She felt sick and nauseated, and began to feel a bit dizzy. With a
single mournful mewl, she slipped into unconsciousness, her eyes
catching a glance of the sky as they slipped closed.
(I'm just like chillin here, waitin fer someone to notice my char
:I)
Darkflight padded towards Thornpaw. "You're stuck at camp with
nothing to do, want to go on a patrol?" He asked the apprentice,
speaking softly as usual.
Thornpaw looks up at the warrior and nods. "I'd love to!" she mews
cheerfully, smoothing out her fur before heading towards the camp
entrance with darkflight.