Dog attack [For Lettuceturtle,Kes, and Bloomington]

Finchpaw looked at Kesterelstorm "Please" she pleaded

His eyes narrowed. Would he be pubished for bringing a rogue into the clan? She did seem to have saved Finchpaw... and he knew Sablestar wouldn't be harsh on him for bringing a young cat. He pondered as he straightened and forced himself to relax while still looking intimidating. "Fine." He said eventually. "But one wrong move and your foxbait." He growled, eyes intense.

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Finchpaw purred "Yay!" she mewed

Pepper nodded and looked at Kestrelstorm. "I won't stay long, don't worry." She flicked her tail towards Finchpaw. "Don't we have something more important at hand?" She mewed.

Finchpaw nodded "Ya," she sighed still feeling pain. She flinched and looked at Kesterelstorm "Can I go?" she asked

"Of course." he said, sliding to help support the young apprentice. Finding it impossible with his height, he paused. "Do you want to ride on my back?"

Pepper waited, her paws tingled with excitement, she had only heard stories about clans before, ThunderClan wasn't the example of a clan that she had hoped for, now, she just had to hope that WindClan was different.

Finchpaw nodded but didn't say anything

In one quick move, Kestrelstorm hoisted Finchpaw onto his back so she hung down on either side. It took a few steps to get his balance, but soon enough he was trekking across the moor easily. Soon, they were heading up the hill to the camp.

OoC: Is someone gonna get the MC?

Pepper stood at his side, nudging Finchpaw back into place whenever she started to slip. The she-cat glanced at Kerstrelstorm the moons of training showed up quickly to her.

Finchpaw kept an eye out for the medicine cat, she kept think about her mentor along the way. How would she act to see her like this?

Pepper looked around for any sign of the dogs returning, she spotted the camp ahead of them, her eyes glittered with curiosity. She hoped that she wouldn't get a hostile welcome from WindClan.

The scent of blood was what awoke Emberleaf. His nose was like that of a Bloodhound's. But that was no the only scent coming to him....there was a rouge in the camp. With a yowl, the quirky tom leaped out of his bed of moss and bolted out of his den. With grey eyes scanning for the injured somebody, his blood raced with adrenaline and anger rose inside of him. He always got angry when someone hurt one of his own clan mates. Finally, he spotted the victim. "Finchpaw!" he ran over as fast as he could to the she-cat. "Oh, Starclan! What happened? You look horrible! Quickly, take her to my den before she dies of blood loss! Quick, quick, quick! This is a matter of life and death, guys!" He was too distracted to notice the rouge by her side.

Finchpaw slowly walked behind Emberleaf, when she had reached his den she laid down. She laid still as she waited.

Pepper stayed with Kerstrelstorm, not sure if she'd get in the way, she often listened to Wisteriasky's lessons with Goldpaw and knew things about what plants were poisons, using cobwebs but, not much more. She felt it was wise to stay by the warrior that had brought her there.