Hello, Little One (Closed)

Hollowbranch nodded, and sighed in sadness. "I guess we are, somehow." he paused. "My name is Hollowbranch. Nice to meet you." the tom looked down at the kit, puzzled. "So how is this going to work?"

OOC: I'm skipping Dingorok for time's sake.

IC:"I'll try to find a queen I can trust with my life, or more importantly, the kit's life. Maybe we could alternate who takes care of him every night." Looking out of the cave's exit and seeing the dark blue of the sunless sky, she realized that night was approaching quickly. In just a little while the stars would show themselves. Soon their clans would be missing them. But she knew in her heart she could not just leave the kit by himself over the cold night. Maybe when he was older and had healed, but not like this. Looking at Cobwebkit, she could already see blood leaking through the bandages. He would die without better treatment than this. Looking up at Hollowbranch, she made up her mind.
"Would you mind staying the night with him if I do it tomorrow? He needs a caregiver for the night. And he needs herbs to treat his wounds." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Can you please scratch me? I'll go see Cloudstone and see what herbs to treat scratches with."

OOC: Sorry that I haven't been around for 1-2 weeks! It's alright to have skipped me.

IC: After his pain subsided, Cobwebkit tried again to reach for the food, this time more gingerly. This time, he was able to ingest the food that Nutfur had prepared for him. When he could take in no more, he lay there and listened to his caretakers for a little while. Even though he didn't understand most of it, he felt comforted that they had not left, and he soon fell into a food-induced sleep. Still, he occasionally mewed from his nightmares, dreaming uneasily of the rats and his lost mother. He cried, "Ma... ma..." This time, both Nutfur and Hollowbranch could hear him.

Hollowbranch looked at the kit and then the sky. "I'm sure I won't be missed. Sometimes we sleep on the moors. I'll watch him tonight." The WindClan warrior nodded, listening. "Well, brace yourself." with a quick flash, Hollowbranch unsheathed his claws and sliced down her shoulder. He stepped back, and looked at Nutfur. "That should do it." He nodded, and then looked down at the kit as it cried out. He rushed over, and licked him softly."Shh, shh, you're alright."

Nutfur flinched in pain as she was scraped, but didn't do anything else to acknowledge that it hurt. She nodded gratefully at Hollowbranch, knowing some cats wouldn't do what he was doing. At Cobwebkit's cry, her maternal instincts took over a few moments, joining the WindClan warrior in comforting him. Grief filled her heart for a few moments when she realized what he was saying. She knew that his mother was never coming back. After a final soothing lick, she trotted over to the exit of the cave, inching her way up the thin path to the top. She trotted over the bridge, wincing slightly when she put to much pressure on the injured shoulder. But this was for a dying kit, so the least she could do was bare with the pain. And soon lie to a medicine cat.