Nightpaw needs help -open-

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw panted heavily as she collapsed onto the forest floor. The wounds on her sides and legs were bleeding heavily. "Help!" she gasped, "Two loners... attacked..." She wasn't even sure that anybody could here her. She prayed to Starclan that someone would come.

[Ritz]

Spadeheart padded carefully throught the undergrowth, alert for any cats. He knew he shouldn't be here, but Briskwind had sent him out to find horsetail, and there didn't seem to be any on there territory. He had found enough to satisfy Briskwind, and was on his way back home. He would pause every few steps or so and scent the air to make sure he was alone, but he froze instantly when he smelt a very familiar smell.

There was an injured cat nearby. The scent of blood was thick in the air. Forgetting what he was doing, Spadeheart bolted to the source of the smell. Living with Briskwind had taught him one thing; never ignore an injured cat, no matter who or where they are. He came to a halt at the sight of a young cat, collapsed on the forest floor. "Hey!" He mewed urgently, dropping his herbs close to her. "Are you alright?" What a useless question.

He shook his head and looked at the herbs he had been carrying. He wracked his mind for Briskwinds words on what Horsetail was for... Ah! Now he remembered, they were a poultice for wounds to stop them from getting infected. That would help here. He immediatly set to chewing up leaves, a task he was used to. Briskwind was the one that healed injured cats, but Spadeheart had to chew poultices.

When he was finished chewing, he carefully spat the herbs onto his paw and proceeded to try and smooth the herbs onto the cats wounds like he usually saw Briskwind do. "It's alright, I'm here to help." He spoke in a soothing purr, realizing that this cat may not be comfoortable with a strange tom trying to help her.

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw winced slightly as Spadeheart applied the horsetail. She tried to speak, but she was too tired. She wasn't sure who this tom was, but he seemed friendly. She shuddered as she remembered the two loners who had attacked her.

[Ritz]

Spadeheart glanced around nervously. If another cat came near enough to see him standing over an injured she-cat, they just might get the wrong impression. He tried to focus on the cats wounds as he gently but firmly pressed the horsetail into place. He picked up a few more plants and started chewing. He tried to slow his movements slightly, remembering the countless times Briskwind had told him off for rushing. Apparently, nothing ever got done right when he rushed.

He spat the plants onto his paw again, and started working on the she-cats legs. "Can you hear me?" He meowed, leaning a little closer to her. "Do you live close by?" He paused in pressing the poultice into her wounds, studying them slightly. They didn't appear too dirty, but they were obviously claw marks from another cat. He looked around again, nerves causing his tail to flick in agitation. If the cat that did this was close, he could be in trouble.

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw felt exhausted. It seemed as though she could barely hear Spadeheart. Nightpaw managed to rasp, "R-riverclan. I'm from Riverclan" She was struggling to stay concious. She wanted nothing more than to just sleep for several moons.

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.Skypaw.

The thin ginger she-cat bounded through the trees, her fur a light ginger and her blue eyes full of energy and happiness. She scented the air and froze as the fresh scent of blood and Loner crossed her parted jaws. Riverclan scent was amoung that. Skypaw's ears pricked as she pelted forward, trying ever so much to find the riverclan cat.

Skypaw scidded to a halt when she saw Nightpaw and the loner and gave a deep snarl at Spadeheart. 'Nightpaw!' She breathed beofre giving another snarl. 'Get Away from her loner!' She spat, slowly and with caution moving towards Spadeheart.

[Ritz]

Spadeheart jumped slightly, head swiveling to see the newcommer. His mouth opened and closed for a few second, lost for words. He swallowed, and finished applying the poultice. "I'm sorry," He mewed, dipping his head solemly. "I know I shouldn't have been here, but I had to come to get the herbs my brother needed." He winced slightly, knowing how stupid the words must sound. "I was on my way back home when I came across her. She was badly hurt, and I had some of the herbs my brother usually uses to treat hurt cats, so I thought I should help her."

He backed away from the injured she-cat slightly. He knew that tresspassing was bad, he remembered that all-to-clearly from his days as a Duskclan warrior. He didn't know these new clans as well as he knew his old one, but he hoped he'd be forgiven as long as the young cat got better. "I didn't mean anyone any harm..." He meowed again, tail tucked submissively between his legs and his ears lay flat. He was bigger then the new she-cat, and could probably beat her in a fight if it came to that, but he would prefer not to. Spadeheart was more of a pacifist then a fighter.

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[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw, not wanting a fight to break out, gasped "He's telling the truth!" Even speaking made Nightpaw feel distant and dizzy, "He didn't do any harm. It was two loners; Deathwind and Zephyr" She trembled at the names of the loners.

[`s қ y . x x]

.Skypaw.

Skypaw looked at Nightpaw before looking back at the loner. 'If You Say So, Can You Walk?' She asked, bounding over to her denmate's side. At least she could get Nightpaw to come back to camp, or go get cloudedsoul. Skypaw, tail twitched slightly as she glanced back up At Spadeheart.

[Nightpaw]

Nightpaw struggled to her paws, but she soon felt dizzy and had to lay down again. She had never felt so feeble. She felt a surge of anger at the loners who had done this to her. They would have loved to see her so weak and she had no desire to please them. Using this as motivation, she stood up weakly and stammered "Y-yes, I can walk."

[Ritz]

Spadeheart watched the cat called Nightpaw stand shakily to her feet. He really didn't beleive she could make it wherever it was they were going, although he'd have to be an idiot to say so out loud. Briskwind could, but Spadeheart would have looked like he was being mean. Even though he was far bigger then both young she-cats, he didn't want to fight.

"Are you sure you can make it?" He meowed, taking a few random steps out of nerves. "Do you need any help?" He glanced at the other she-cat. If anyone should help Nightpaw, it should probably be her. But in truth, Spadeheart thought it might be easier if a bigger cat was there to help with whatever needed done. Briskwind would understand if he was late and came home without the herbs he had been sent to gather as long as he was helping an injured cat.

Well, so the theory went. There shouldn't have been much reason for him to fear a cat who couldn't chase after him, or open his mouth enough to give him a good bite. That didn't make Briskwind any less fearsome.

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[Nightpaw]

"I guess I do need help" she meowed. Nightpaw knew she couldn't walk all the way to the riverclan camp without any assistance. "Thank you" she meowed gratefully.

[Ritz]

Spadeheart glanced warily at the other she-cat before moving over next to Nightpaw. He crouched low enough to offer his shoulder for her to lean on if she was having trouble. He wasn't exactly sure if the other apprentice would respond well if he ended up holding Nightpaw up by the scruff. Offering support was one thing, biting them by the scruff was another thing entirely; something a stranger shouldn't do.

"I'm Spadeheart by the way." He meowed to both cats. How did he miss saying his name earlier? He was usually more polite then that! His eyes flicked to the other she-cat in a wordless question. He wasn't one to probe, so he wouldn't press the matter if she didn't want to talk.[/center][/color][/size]

[Nightpaw]

OCC: Should we RP the walk or just start a new post in riverclan camp? I don't think the walk will be very interesting...

[Ritz]

ooc: We should probably start a thread in Riverclan camp. Would you like to do the honors, or shall I?