These Days are a blur (OPEN to TC and Shadow once Malpe and Ink posts)

Daylight drifted in and out of consciousness as Maplecloud carried his mangled body back to camp. He watched through blurred vision as the forest went by him in black and grays. His ears were ringing and he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not, everything was muffled and he fell I concious again before snapping out of it. He could feel the blood seeping out of his fur and soaking Maplecloud's pelt and his breathing was labored. He had survived getting hit by the monster, call it fate or a miracle, but Daylight was thinking he was being punished for being the son of a mass murderer and maimer and the cat who set the forest on fire and burned Thunderclan to the ground. Suddenly the next thing he saw was the camp entrance before the world went black and he fell limp.

Hauling what she was beginning to think was Daylight's lifeless body, the silver tabby she-cat quickly ran through the forest, making sure not to bump around too much, but also trying to move as speedily as she could, because she was sure on the fact that Daylight's life depended on it. As Maplecloud trudged through the forest, her nimble body focused on one thing: Getting Daylight back to camp. She didn't mind any of the cats who were around her, and her heart pounded with trepidation and worry.  Was Daylight gonna live? What if he didn't? Would it be my fault? She shook the thought, she'd have to worry about that later. "Almost there!" She yowled as she spotted the entrance to Thunderclan camp.

As she sped up, she made sure that the others were still behind her. As expected, they were all following behind her, right on her heels. She pulled ahead, entering camp and gently placing Daylight on the ground, sitting down next to him. "Bl-Blizzardstar! Leopardcl-claw! She yowled, body aching as she stood over his mangled body. The young warrior was almost as big as herself, so it was no easy task to carry him from the Thunderpath all the way to camp. Would it have been better to let one of the apprentices do it? Or... whoever the other cat was? She'd thought briefly about it on the scene, but she had decided against it in the end.

As an answer to the panicked yowl coming from Maplecloud, Blizzardstar darted out from her den, after finishing most of the work on the dens around camp she had decided that she should try to make herself a decent nest in her new den instead of the quick…mess, she had done, given that she was spending the minimum time possible in it to be able to help with the reconstruction work of the rest of the camp.

Her initial fear was to hear that yet another one of her clanmates had been kidnapped by the mysterious mist, but when she saw the bloody pelt of Daylight the world around her stopped abruptly and she had to gather all her willpower to not let her legs give in under her weight. Not able to listen to those around her or even focus on anyone that wasn’t the adopted son that she had learned to love as if he was her very own, she ran towards him and started to sniff and check for life signs in him. Her relief, however, was short-lived after she evaluated the damage.

Everything around her seemed to shatter as the gravity of the situation was made clear to her, ven if her son was alive his wound were obvious even for someone without medicine cat training like her, but the mist had taken away Honeypaw not long ago and with her the only one in ThunderClan with the knowledge needed to save daylight Why? Why StarClan? Of all times, why right now? She tried to shake the tears off her eyes and keep her desperation under control as she turned to look at Maplecloud “What happened?” Her voice, though shaky, was covered in a mask of fake calmness, trying to not place more panic into the already mortified she-cat “W-we need to seek the help of a medicine cat…and fast!”.

Daylight regained consciousness to hear his mother. "R..Rock.. Rockthorn.. need to... avenge.. Clo.. Cloudst.. Cloudstorm.." He meowed and then his eyes fluttered and he fell limp again.

Leafstorm came tearing out of camp, his legs a blur. "What's wrong? What happened?" His green eyes widened as he saw the bloodied, mangled mess of a cat in front of him. His ears went back and his fur fluffed up in shock. No honorable warrior would do this. This was the work of a horrible, horrible cat. He lashed his tail. Whoever it was, he would make them pay for every single claw mark on Daylight's body.
"Who did this?"

The tom turned to Blizzardstar.
"I can run to Skyclan or Shadowclan- I can go get help."

OOC: Late as usual.

Leopardclaw stepped out of the warrior's den, where he had been resting, when he heard the worried cry of the warrior Maplecloud. Eyes sharpened with seriousness, the golden spotted tabby dashed out of the den to see Blizzardstar already on the scene, but the injured body of Daylight did nothing to calm him. Running the rest of the way to where the other cats were, he arrived just in time to hear the leader's plea, and nodded in worried agreement. "I can go with Leafstorm as well, if you think two cats would be needed. It's possible the medicine cat might need to bring supplies." For a brief moment, he felt a twinge of guilt that he had not been able to save his daughter Honeypaw from the mist. Not only did he love her dearly, but she served as ThunderClan's only healer now. Maybe....we should ask a clan to let us borrow one of their medicine cats....just until Honeypaw is found. I'll mention it to Blizzardstar later.

OOC: okay so to move this topic along a bit, we just gonna say that they already got her woo~

She desperately hoped that she wasn't too late. As Rabbitpaw bound into Thunderclan's camp, all she could think of were the horrors she was about to witness. Even though she had dealt with things like this before, she could never get over the hurt and pain of death. Every time she saw it, it was like a fresh new wound on her heart that would never heal. Finally, as she approached the broken tom, it took all she had to keep her eyes on the injuries. A lot of them were deep and there was so much blood. "Dear Starclan..." she muttered to herself before rushing to Daylight's aid. Of all the things she thought to bring, she wasn't sure that she had enough. Dropping her herbs next to him, she began to get to work, chewing up herbs into a poultice and gathering cobwebs. "Do we have any more cobwebs? I don't think I'll have enough. Someone, grab some wet moss. We need to clean this blood away so I can really see what I'm dealing with here..." That's where they would start. Then, she would work from there.

Leafstorm obediently bounded away, searching the undergrowth for damp moss. A light, warm Newleaf shower had fallen the other day, so it wasn't long before he returned, holding a clump dripping moss in his jaws.

"Who did this?" The tabby tom repeated, staring down at Daylight with a mixture of horror, pity and anger.

Bubblemist stood to the side next to Rabbitfoot with the herbs. The large fluffy silver she cat trained her eyes on the warrior. "By the look of his wounds i would say a monster got him." She meowed.

Daylight groaned and coughed out blood. He opened his glazed over eyes and stared blankly at Rabbitfoot. Who was this she cat..?

Blizzardstar didn’t even wait to Rabbitfoot to finish her sentence. As soon as she heard her request for cobwebs she jumped to her paws and ran like if the Dark Forest itself was chasing her towards the medicine cat den, moving as much stuff as she could without disorganizing the few herbs the clan still had since Honeypaw had disappeared and picking up all the cobwebs she could find, taking them on a rush to the SkyClan Medicine cat. While she was fully aware that they didn’t have many cobwebs at the time she hoped it would suffice “Here, I know it’s not much, but it’s all we currently have” She looked down at Daylight with the fur on her tail standing on end, praying to StarClan that he would survive what the rest of the cats were describing as a monster’s attack.