Shade

[Star (Noblelion)]

Icefang watched as Amber's tail dissappeared over the fence. Icefang jumped, easily clearing the top of the fence. Amber nodded silently, and they trekked on through the forest together. Icefang was excited, and found it hard to keep her paws still. She tripped over a root and fell into Amber, making them both roll down the hill in a flurry of leaves.
"Sorry!" Icefang whispered.
"Mousebrain! Be careful next time!" Amber hissed.
Icefang looked over at her sister, and her eyes widened in horror. There was a giant white beast with black stripes right behind her! Amber noticed Icefang's gaze and turned around. The beast struck, slashing Amber's throat. Icefang let out a yowl of horror and fled.

Icefang jumped awake, then blinked her eyes slowly, realizing she was safe and sound in the warriors den. It had been nothing more than a bad dream. She stretched then groomed herself, fluffing up her fur. She twitched her ear, noticing there was a commotion outside the den. She padded out of the den when she finished grooming herself. Her ice-blue eyes widened in horror and shock as she noticed Gingerspark laying in the middle of the camp, with Murderweapon right beside her. Both her gravely injured.

She ran up to them, her pelt fluffed up even more at the scent of blood. She stopped a fox-length away from them at Murderweapon's snarl. She glanced at the dead hawk near them yet still did not understand what had happened to them.

"What happened, is there anything I can do?" Icefang meowed, her eyes round with concern.

[Blair ;;]

WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?

She stared at the dead hawk then back at Gingerspark. her ears were twitching intently. If she was dying. . Well, there went a good warrior lost. She wasn't showing pity, but hell, she didn't exactly know what to show if another warrior was dying right in front of her because the medicine cat enjoyed going out and being a little moron when needed. Murderweapon's claws raked the ground as most of the cats scattered off.

Murderweapon sat there, looking at her wounds. They were extremely bad, but she didn't care anymore. She licked the blood off of herself trying to keep it from getting worse. She began to speak when she heard a voice. "What happened, is there anything I can do?" A voice asked behind her. She flicked her tail and looked back at the cat with hatred, but her eyes softened at the concern, only just.

". . I guess so. We caught a hawk, as you can see. And it didn't exactly work out so well. I bloody hate hawks. ." shed hissed with annoyance. "Do you know. . Medicine cat. . herbs, at all?" she said, her voice concerned with the well being of Gingerspark. She pawed Gingerspark softly.

"You . . okay?'' She asked stupidly. Of course she wasn't okay. They had just dragged a hawk back to camp with extremely bad wounds and Gingerspark was completely and utterly exhausted. Stupid, stupid Murderweapon. .

[Star (Noblelion)]

"I-I know a few, hopefully enough to help...," Icefang trailed off, her mind flashing back to the memory of that day.

Icefang shivered under the shelter of a small tree, her paws ached from all the running she had done. She licked the blood off her side, wincing as she did so. In her effort to escape the badger, she had slipped down a hill and cut herself on some sharp rocks.

"That looks like it hurts," said a voice.

Icefang looked up to see a young tom with silver fur looking at her curiously. Icefang scooted back fearfully and meowed, "Who-who are you?"

"I am Jayfrost, medicine cat of HopeClan, I can help you If you like," the tom meowed, stepping closer.

Icefang nodded slowly as the tom set down some herbs and meowed, "Now, what I'm about to use is..."

"...we need cobwebs for the bleeding, marigold to stop infection and maybe some poppy seeds for the pain. First, we need to get you two cleaned up though," Icefang meowed after a few minutes, walking over to Gingerspark and licking the blood off.

[Blair ;;]

[why do i hate this rp so much. . xDD I love Murderweapon though, which is why I'm continuing.]

HAWKS, EH?

Murderweapon stared at the other cat, frowning, annoyed at how stupid the whole thing was. Why had they not ran when the hawk attacked them? Then this warrior would be fine, alright. Then she wouldn't have to worry about being so nice to everyone and helping everyone, or at least trying to help everyone because she felt that it was her fault that this cat had hurt themselves. It was, actually. She should have defended her much more than she had been.. She twitched, glancing up at the other warrior as it began to spout off herbs. She was automatically taken back, because she had NO idea what to do about this kind of thing. . But she ignored it and nodded. She ran to the medicine cat den. . What did that cat say? Oh, right.

Marigold.. Cobwebs.. Poppy seed. She frowned. She knew what the last two was.. But Marigold? she was never a medicine cat. She didn't know the first thing about being a medicine cat except that you healed cats and you went to the moonstone to talk to StarClan. Also that Medicine cats were very important. If only their OWN medicine cat wasn't so stupid that it didn't know how to come out from hiding once in a while. .

She grabbed what she could, then ran back to Icefang. She walked slower as she approached, dropping the herbs beside her. "I hope I got the right thing. ." Her voice had a hint of hostility, but you could tell she was atleast trying to care for the other warrior. She began to lick her own wounds. She felt fine. . Maybe it was just the adrenaline.

[Star (Noblelion)]

Icefang looked over at the leaves Murderweapon had brought and nodded silently to herself. She placed cobwebs over the wound to stop the bleeding, then chewed up the marigold and applied it to the wound, just as Jayfrost had done all those moons ago. She stepped back a pace and admired her handy work. Satisfied, she looked over at Murderweapon but hesitated slightly.

She wanted to go and see if Murderweapon needed any help, but she was to afraid to ask. To her, Murderweapon seemed like the type who didn't want to be helped by others and was hostile to those around her. Icefang swallowed anxiously, then gathered up her courage and padded over to Murderweapon with the herbs, stopping at a respectable distance.

"Do-do you n-need any h-help?" Icefang asked shyly.

[Blair ;;]

DESTRUCTION CHANGES A PERSON.

Murderweapon watched Icefang, but seemed to look away when Icefang looked back at her. She didn't want the warrior to think that she was watching her, or notice that s he was. She flicked an ear. She licked over her wounds, trying to ignore the huge ones that were on her side. . Of course, she didn't want to seem helpless, but walking made her side ache. She was content with ignoring it for now. But if it turned into something major. . Well, she didn't know. Maybe it would end up turning into something major. . she would try and fix it herself. Or maybe even then she wouldn't. .

Murderweapon's conscious made her shake her head at the thought. How irrevocably stupid, you huge beast. It snarled in her mind. Do you want to die of an infection or something and have everyone lose a awesome warrior like yourself because you were too stupid to realize that hey, I needed help with a huge wound? Even the best warriors need a medicine cat's help. . Or someone who is good with herbs. She wanted to ignore the voice, but she couldn't. She pondered what Icefang had asked then replied easily, "Well. . I'm kinda fine. .'' Okay, maybe I'm not. But. . She didn't need to know. . Maybe Murderweapon could just wait for the medicine cat. . But Murderweapon hated waiting. She might as well just have this warrior help.

"Okay, maybe a little. My right flank side is the only part that really hurts.'' Murderweapon admitted, feeling flushed because she felt as if she was admitting a weakness. It isn't admitting a weakness. It's just getting help. Everyone needs it. She tried to tell herself easily. .

[Star (Noblelion)]

Icefang nodded and somewhat hesitantly stepped closer to Murderweapon. She sniffed the wound in question and felt some heat coming off of it. This made her somewhat nervous as she applied the cobwebs and marigold to the wound. She wasn't really sure what to do if the wound was inflamed. With any luck, the cobwebs and marigold would take care of it.

"You should be fine. Just rest for awhile and try not to move around so much. Do you think you'll be fine or do you want me to look at some other wounds? Do you need some poppy seeds?" Icefang meowed, gaining some confidence despite her worries about the inflamed wound.

[Blair ;;]

WEAK.

Murderweapon watched Icefang work on her, trying not to flinch when it hurt. The only word that was burning into her head now was, Weak. . She tried to ignore it, though. She looked up at the sky then back down at the warrior. . Or was she a medicine cat? Could she become a medicine cat? Maybe she wasn't cut out for it or she just liked doing it but wanted to still be a warrior. She had no clue, but whatever the reason, the cat needed to drop the reason and head back to the medicine cat den and order the medicine cat to step down from it's place so she can become the newest one. She was good at what she was doing - unless the cat was trying to poison her, which was a good possibility - and needed to continue on other cats.

Murderweapon looked at her wound. Maybe the cat wasn't trying to poison her. Hey, it still hurt, but it didn't look as bad as it did. It felt hot. But she ignored that as Icefang took a step back, examining her work. Murderweapon looked up,then back at the other cat who was hurt. Was she going to be okay? She looked like she was just passed out for the time being. . But if she died, wouldn't the death be on Murderweapon's paws? Sure, she was a murderer. But she hadn't murdered this cat. In fact, she had tried to help it. Murderweapon shook the thought away, standing to stretch her bones and look at Icefang once again as she spoke.

The tiny part of her that said that she felt fine vanished. It had been just the adrenaline. She still hurt just as much, if not more. She once again shook the thought away. Ignore it. She thought easily. She felt fine. She would always feel fine. And when Icefang spoke, she immediately replied, "No! I'm absolutely fine. It was just that. I feel much better.''

Or not. Maybe not.

[Star (Noblelion)]

Icefang narrowed her eyes slightly, not believing Murderweapon. She looke over at Gingerspark and noticed that she still wasn't moving. She padded over quickly and put one paw on Gingerspark's chest and put her ear next to her muzzle. She breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the steady heartbeat and breathing of her Clanmate. She sat up straight, looked at the hawk, then Gingerspark, then finally at Murderweapon. Icefang's eyes hardened, her ice-blue gaze seeming to pierce straight into Murderweapon's very soul.

"WHAT IN STARCLAN'S NAME WERE YOU THINKING?! Taking on a full grown hawk was one of the most mousebrained things you have done! You could have been killed! Gingerspark is very nearly close to death and you show little remorse! Did you even stop to think what your Clanmates would feel had you died?!" Icefang growled, all traces of the former kittypet she had been, gone.

Icefang took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She was shaking badly from all the suppressed anger and guilt from the past few moons. She closed her eyes, heaved a deep sigh, and opened them.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell like that," Icefang apologized, her gaze flicking down to the ground.

[Blair ;;]

AND YOU'RE YELLING AT ME?

Murderweapon was beginning to clean herself when Icefang walked away, then realized that this cat was screaming. . Maybe she was screaming at something else -- No. This cat. It had the audacity to scream at her? Her fur prickled, staring at the warrior with blazing red eyes. This cat had yelled. . And at her? What had she done? She was taking on a hawk because she wasn't just going to die like a coward. Murderweapon's tail lashed, hissing harshly. The sorry was disregarded.

"Well I'm sorry I didn't just walk away like a mouse brained COWARD. If I had died, you really think any of these fools would miss me? You know I am like nothing. Nothing to you, nothing to anyone. So don't pull out that card. What in the great StarClan's name am I thinking? Well maybe I was thinking that I wasn't going to be killed like a little moron. I'm a fighter. You think I don't feel bad for hurting Gingerspark? Don't scream at me just because you get yourself hot. Go scream at someone else for a change. Because I've had it with everyone screaming."

Her voice was a loud yowl when she spoke, her voice cutting through the air like a scythe. This cat thought it had the audacity to yell at her, like this was her fault?! The hawk had attacked THEM. She had not just randomly said, 'LOOK AT ME, I'M YOUR PREY, COME BLOODY ATTACK US!' She was just strolling around. Just because Gingerspark got injured because of it wasn't her forte.

This was the reason that she never cared for anyone. If she had cared, then this cat would have taken even worse advantage of her. What stupid fool would like to be taken advantage of like a baby? She wasn't a baby. She would be getting yelled at by this stupid peice of meat. She couldn't even stand to look at it.

"Mouse brained fool." She hissed, standing up, the ends of her fur hot. She walked back out of the clan, pushing past the guard, making the tomcat stumble back.