Just being lazy

OOC: I know that most people are busy with the battle but anyone who isn't involved or their characters are all defeated then join the club.

Thornclaw, still sore from being attacked by three cats at once, lay in the middle of camp like a scarred brown ball of fur. The medicine cat had cleaned up his deep wounds but it was just a matter of time before they healed fully.

Still sleeping soundly in her nest lay Mistheart. Her silver fur was lined with temporary scars and her mind was scarred for life. Thornclaw lay on the floor, bleeding, after being attacked by three cats at once. Her brother was jostled, scratched, bitten and torn as Mistheart could do nothing but watch in horror. It was a miracle that Thornclaw lived. Blue eyes stared into the dim light of the warriors den. The pools of azure rippled with worry for the brown and black tom Thornclaw and Mistheart hoisted her frail frame from her nest. Not bothering to washer aching body, Mistheart limped over to Thornclaw "Are you ok?" she croaked.

"Sort of." Thornclw replied with a shrug and a mask of pain shadowed his face.