Unravel (CLOSED)

A storm fell over the land merciless last night but today was a new day and the dark clouds of the past hours were now grey and gloomy. Prey was going to be scarce this time as well as herbs but Riverclan needed both and warriors and apprentices couldn't be wasting time. Silverfang, the leader of the patrol, forced herself to stand up and do something after Jaystar asked her if she could lead a patrol of young warriors. In other times, she would have snapped and refused, claiming that it wasn't her duty to babysit cats who weren't their apprentices. But things had changed and the once fiery, defiant she-cat she used to be was one. The scars that covered her body were nothing compared to the ones she carried in her soul and heart, ones that maybe Dewshine could forgive but not herself...

Silverfang lifted her chin to the sky, but not even the fresh breeze could make her feel better... since the death of Shade... all that she was able to feel was emptiness, loss. She had lost herself... and now... the only thing the she-cat was capable to do was to follow orders, like a soldier. Maybe Jaystar thought it would be a good idea for her to interact with younger lives, full of hopes and dreams but he didn't know that she was long ago doomed by the decision she made.

The spiky-furred cat turned her face to the rest of the group. They stopped in a land close to the Gorge that she hoped it would be good to hunt a few mouses or birds. "Berrycloud and Sparkfrost, you go and stick together. We will meet together here before sunset. Eaglebrook, you stay close to me since you're the newest being a warrior." Silverfang mewed coldly as she left the other two toms behind with no other word to be said. They knew what they were doing and soon, the four warriors will be back.

He hadn't been a warrior for long but Sparkfrost was as enthusiastic about throwing himself into his duties as ever. Despite being a bit flighty in personality, the tom was equally as devoted to helping others as any other good warrior. Being selected to patrol was nothing new. This was merely one of many tasks demanded of him as a Riverclan cat. Per usual, his dilute calico fur stuck out in every direction, disarrayed patches in desperate need of a grooming. His paws steps left soft imprints in the saturated earth comprised of little more than mud and dead tendrils of grass. Despite it being leafbare, the chill seemed to be just barely at bay, warming up only slightly more than it had been and rendering everything a mess of grey and brown hues.

Temporary.

Sparkfrost had been born into the season of cold and knew little else. The haze that hung over the land seemed to tug at his coat as he trotted after Silverfang. Already things had begun to freeze once more. He didn't even think to worry about the sheen of frost and constantly had to fight to keep his balance. Their patrol leader's darkened mood was lost on him. A low breath escaped his maw as one more his paws slipped from under him. After a brief struggle, he found his grip just in time to listen to Silverfang's words. Pulling together an attentive mask, the young warrior nodded to her before turning to his brother. A grin overtook his maw. Even though hunger gnawed at his belly, it wasn't something that was at the forefront of his mind. Now it was hunting for the clan, that was his duty. There had been a slight rift between the two since Starlord left. But Sparkfrost could never hate his kin.

"Ready, brother? First one to a water vole?" Before the question finished leaving his mouth, the dilute calico darted off closer to the gorge.

Today wasn't the best of days for RiverClan. It was leaf-bare, and the weather had been acting so horrible recently that Eaglebrook had hoped StarClan would bless them with a sunny blue sky sooner or later, but all she could do was narrow her light blue eyes up at the ugly, dullened head of clouds that loomed above every cat. Despite the gloomy setting, the new warrior could still appreciate the light, fresh breeze that ruffled her long fur perfectly. 

She didn't want to be on this patrol. Eaglebrook promised to herself she would start acting truthfully so normally she would have protested with a complaint, but the cold, intimidating aura Silverfang gave a hint that she shouldn't argue with this cat. As the two toms set off, the uneasiness returned as she was left alone with the senior warrior. She took one glance at her before realizing it would be best to start looking for prey, so she did start scanning the area as she stayed close to Silverfang.

Berrycloud knew how bad the temper of the scarred, senior could be and how mighty she was. Silverfang was a living legend, the cat who brought down Shade, the evil rogue and saved both the leader and the medicine cat apprentice. She had fought in dozens of battle and was well known because of her skills. The young warrior had to admit that he both feared and respected her. He bowed his head under her commands, not complaining about her choice even though he would have wanted to spend time with Eaglebrook too. When the two she-cats were starting to leave, the large golden tom winced at her and offered her a silent yet reassuring nod, wishing her luck. Hopefully, Silverfang would not go too hard on her.

After that, the two brothers were left alone and Berrycloud turned his whole focus on Sparkfrost. The two of them were the only ones of their litter who had made it to warriors while Ivypaw and Galepaw were still apprentices. He had to admit that during their training and after what happened to Starlord the sibling had distanced from each other but now that things had calmed down, they could find themselves again. His chest filled when joy when the calico tom talked him in the same way he used to do when they were kittens and he answered with a defiant smile. "Let's see how much you've improved since the last time!" He purred referring to the hunting competition that Jaystar organized a couple of moons before. "Are you sure you can beat me this time, brother?" The warrior rushed behind his sibling, both of them getting closer to the waterfall. After all, water voles could only found near water!

Walking close to him as he tried to find some track to be followed, the tabby tom noticed something weird when he stepped on a mark in the snow. Berrycloud stopped for a second and looked down, noticing a large footprint that he had never seen before and it surely didn't belong to a vole... or a cat. "Sparkfrost, I found something weird over he-" The golden-furred tabby lifted his head as he said those words but he was suddenly interrupted when he saw a pair of golden eyes right in front of his brother, eyes who belonged to an animal that was emerging from the bushes to attack. "Sparkfrost!" He yowled as he tried to ran to him but it was too late.

The large alpha dog jumped over the calico cat without a warning. The two cats were getting too close to their new home and territory since they left the farm behind and it was his duty to protect this new land for his fellow dog companions.

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Silverfang was not cheerful either of having to be with a young, bold new warrior by her side who had just made it to warriorhood. She might be skilled or not. To be honest, the senior warrior couldn't care less. All that matter it was how fast they could be back to camp with a good bunch of fresh-kill. The more experienced RiverClanner lifter her head slightly and smelled the air in search for any hint of prey scent. However, what she found out was much worse. Her odd eyes widened and her fur bristled instinctively as she suddenly turned her head back to the place they left.

Dogs... danger...

The grey and white she-cat unsheathed her claws at the exact moment her adrenaline rose. A yowl finally was heard in the distance and without a word to the other warrior, Silverfang ran to the Gorge. In less than a minute, she arrived at the place where Berrycloud and Sparkfrost were ambushed by the large dog who had just closed his jaws around the scruff of the calico tom and shook it violently. The blood painted the snow in seconds as the animal tossed the smaller animal away ready for his next victim, Berrycloud.

Dog used Thrash on Sparkfrost, dealing 20 damage and costing 20 stamina. Sparkfrost is stunned for 2 turns.

Dog
150/150 HP
330/350 SP

Sparkfrost
25/45 HP
120/120 SP

Berrycloud
45/45 HP
160/160 SP

The member 'Jay Bord' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Effect Dice' : 6

"Beat you? I'm going to catch three times the prey you'll get, Berrycloud!" There was a good-natured purr to the calico's tone as he shoved his brother lightly and trotted ahead to outpace him. It was good to be together again like they had been as kits. While leafbare was wrought with its own many worries, it seemed like others had been melted away with the snow. Sparkfrost allowed a soft smile to reside on his maw once more. Bittersweet sorrow had replaced the immense hole in his chest that had been left behind by their adoptive father. But it was all momentarily forgotten as he spent a moment with his brother. Berrycloud was a lot of fun to be around, regardless of their different opinions or anything else that had the potential to drive them apart. They were kin, through and through, and nothing else mattered.

As he tried to skitter away at a brisker pace, his paws slid this way and that, only furthering the ridiculous appearance of his already wild jaunt. Even if he looked like a bit of a fool in this way, fur sticking this way and that, Sparkfrost was enthralled by the task at paw. When he finally managed to get another paw-hold by sticking his claws into the slurry of snow and ice, the young warrior inhaled deeply. Hunting was not his strong suit by any means. In fact, the tom wasn't quite sure he had a strong suit. But he parted his maw to drink in any nearby scents on the off chance that some piece of prey would be here and willing to be caught. Instead of vole, a strange scent hit his nostrils. It was strong and rather acrid in scent. This wasn't anything like the thunderpath. And immediate curiosity drew him forward to the smell, and he missed the words that left the other warrior's maw as he slowly padded on.

Finally, it became overwhelming in nature and that was when he stopped. And looked up. Massive yellow eyes and glinting razor-sharp teeth were the first things that he saw. Sparkfrost had faced the most deadly cat to have ever lived. He had fought in a battle with no prior experience and even killed a cat. But never before had he felt fear. Until that moment. It was a slow process, one that started with awe before budding into the overwhelming sensation that pinned his paws to the ground and prevented him from moving. As the dog leaped over him, there was no time to move. In those split-seconds, the only thing he thought about was hanging over the clearing as he stared into the eyes of Lichenmask. Those eyes were far less horrible than the ones he had just witnessed. The thought was still fresh in his conscious as a fire roared through his neck. Those glistening daggers that lined the foe's mouth now sunk deep into his calico fur and flesh, thrashing his entire body in every direction.

Ringing started in his ears and he couldn't find any sense of direction. There was only confusion and agony. But it all ended seemingly as quickly as it started. He was thrown ungracefully to the earth, smashing into it with his left shoulder. Sparkfrost couldn't quite see straight for a moment. His vision was blurred. Although everything hurt, the apprentice tried to haul himself back onto his feet after only a moment. Where was Berrycloud? Did he see this monster as well? After a couple of blinks, the picture just barely cleared. Berrycloud! The massive creature was headed straight for his brother. This time the pitiful attempts at finding the proper footing to run were only further slated by the injuries he had sustained from being tossed about by the large dog. With the blood pounding in his ears and pouring from open wounds on his neck, Sparkfrost barreled forward and attempted to smash into the side of the dog's head. It didn't work.

"Hey, brute! I think you forgot something. I'm still standing!" As he landed below and skidded sloppily to the side and faltering with every motion. Not quite in front of Berrycloud, the young tom let out a yowl in hopes to distract the attacker from his kin. Another attack like before and he wasn't sure he would be standing for much longer. But he couldn't let the cruelty of the world take another one of his beloved kin from him. Sparkfrost's unfocused eyes blazed with determination. His claws were unsheathed and at the ready. No one was going to hurt his brother.

Sparkfrost is unable to attack.

ooc; the boy got up and did things but he is too stunned/dazed to actually attack or do anything in battle in accordance with the stun

Though she watched with a glint of jealousy in her sharp eyes as the toms padded off, Berrycloud's encouraging gesture comforted Eaglebrook more than she expected it to. For a moment all her worries were dispelled, a strange, new feeling overlapping it. Something made the motion more effective than it normally would.

Despite the odd moment, Eaglebrook's stiffness returned once she faced Silverfang once again. She followed the same procedure the grey warrior did, lifting her head to taste the air for prey and her small nose sniffed for the same target. Nothing was found, though the new tabby warrior did catch a trace of something else, something odd she had never smelled before. Lowering her head back down, her head tilted towards Silverfang, "Uh, Sil-" the moment her eyes landed on the warrior, she knew something was wrong. Her whole body was alert and her fur was fluffed up, and Eaglebrook started to feel worry spread through her veins. Without warning, the silver-grey she-cat raced off. "Hey, wait...!" She yelled before speeding after her.

Moments later, Eaglebrook came in behind Silverfang, huffing, and she couldn't believe what she saw. As soon as she saw it, she felt frozen in place. 
So these are what dogs are.
She had spotted them before in Twolegplace, but that wasn't important. What was important is that now she was seeing them in front of her eyes, attacking her Clanmates. Anger and fear seethed beneath her fur, but the fear overruled. She wanted to attack, but she was stuck. Her body couldn't move. She could only watch with a horrified expression as the large dog started terrorizing them all.

Berrycloud's pupils narrowed because of the adrenaline when the dog finally locked those hideous yellow eyes on him. The enraged animal growled from the deep of his throat as he started to step forward for his next victim. The claws of the tom unsheathed and he raised his back, letting out a furious hiss. The young warrior had always been larger than most of the cats he had fought but larger than a dog? No way. He had to admit he was intimidated but he had to protect his brother from another one of its attacks. But Sparkfrost had to make it harder.

The brown and white canine turned his attention to the cat that he just tossed away, which attempted to attack him failing miserably. From his dripping jaws, he snarled furiously at the bloodied animal and lifted one of his paws to hit him as hard as he could. But the paw never touched the calico tom. Berrycloud who was unable to just stay still, pushed his brother away just in time to save him from the attack. He let out a yelp when the massive paw reached his flank cutting his breathing and the warrior fell shakingly in his four paws, recovering as fast as he could. "I got your back, bro! Go and seek shelter!" He yowled before running as fast as his paws allowed to the beast's belly. With one raised paw, the warrior slashed the soft flesh and soon rolled over to escape from the reach of the dog, who was now barking and yelling furiously.

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However, another contender entered the fight. Jumping from the top of a rock, the silver and white she-cat dug her claws into the face of the massive animal, tearing the flesh viciously in an attempt to blind the animal, who shook its head and opened its jaws with the vain purpose of meeting Silverfang's soft underbelly. But the experienced warrior knew when it was time to let go and she jumped off just in time, leaving large wounds in the dog's forehead. For a second, the scarred she-cat looked at her bloodied paws and she felt sick. The memories struck her like lighting and everything returned to her in a storm of messy emotions.

Sweet's limp body under Shade's silhouette...

Wildfire's face of terror when her fangs tore their neck...

Spotfur's peaceful face when he exhaled his last breath...

Sootwhisper's body covered in blood... as he mewed how much he loved her...

Shade's drowning in his blood as he muttered a last sorry for her...

All those death... all that blood was on her. She caused it. It was all on her. Like a naive kitten, she believed that maybe love and forgiveness, the one that Dewshine gave her, would save her. But at the end, the pain that cut so deeply was breaking her, taking everything sane that was left inside her soul. She was doomed. Her decisions turned her into this mess and now, no matter how much she could scream for mercy, there was no forgiveness left for herself.

Silverfang lifted her head, her paws slightly trembling until she looked at the wounded Sparkfrost and how exhausted Berrycloud seemed. Those two were not going to survive if they stay here... but if they run, the beast would follow them into camp. The senior warrior was sure all the deaths she caused were not going to be forgiven but at least... she had to do something right, for once in her life. "Eaglebrook! If you're not going to fight, go and help Sparkfrost! He needs to be taken to the camp! I'll stay here and distract it enough so you can leave this place!" She shouted, standing in between the dog and Berrycloud. "Berrycloud, you must leave now too if you care about your life. You still can be saved..." Maybe the other didn't knew, but the scent of this dog wasn't the only one. The smell was way too strong and that only meant ther was a pack with them. It was only a matter of time before the others appear.

Dog used Heavy Blow on Berrycloud, dealing 25 damage and costing 20 stamina.
Berrycloud used Belly rake, dealing 10 damage and costing 10 stamina.
Silverfang used Jumping Strike, dealing 15 damage and costing 20 stamina.

Dog
125/150 HP
310/350 SP

Silverfang
100/100 HP
260/280 SP

Sparkfrost
25/45 HP
120/120 SP

Berrycloud
20/45 HP
150/160 SP

OOC: You're free to choose between letting your cat fight or leave. Either way, your cat won't be killed unless you ask for it :P

Common sense would send a cat running away from danger, but Sparkfrost wasn't known for being filled with much basic sense. His first time in combat, training or otherwise, had been on the battlefield. Inexperienced paws had swiped at one of the regime rogues, taking her down in some matter of moments. His boldness had led him to face Hillfire, the former Riverclan cat who had abandoned his clan seeking out the future that Lichenmask had strived to make a reality. And lastly, that seemingly reckless nature had caused him to launch himself at the embodiment of Starclan's power on earth after watching leaders and countless warriors fall from their own attempts. No, Sparkfrost wasn't stupid, or even really brave. He did things without thinking but not in a thoughtless or careless way. Which is what had caused him to jump before the dog's gnashing teeth once more. Protecting his kin did not require immersive thought.

Sparkfrost was expecting the weight of the heavy paw but instead, he was shoved out of the way by Berrycloud. A yelp came from his brother and immediately the warrior steeled away all of the fight that mounted somewhere deep within him. The pleas for him to leave the battlefield, to save himself, to flee, they all fall on deaf ears. His gaze fixated on the blood that welled up from the wounds. Instantly, his mind found a memory that he himself had nearly forgotten. Staring on as Lichenmask inflicted wounds upon the Riverclan leader. A tom he admired, respected, being sent into such a weakened state as Sparkfrost was forced to watch on helplessly until he was able to reach the great rock himself. This time there would be no helpless. This time he would be able to do something. If his mind was clear, the calico might have felt a sense of relief from the blow missing him but now he was only spurred on to throw himself further into the fray.

"We're in this together, Berrycloud! Together!" His erratic yowl rose up against the mixture of guttural snarls and the barrage of hisses that left from the other Riverclan cats. Sparkfrost didn't even notice the arrival of the other patrol members. He was focused on the task at paw. With a swimming head and dimming sense of vision, the calico tom charged forward. There was no way he could attack in such a state. But determination kept him going. Even if he could not fight, he could protect his brother. Sparkfrost paused briefly. The hot breath of the monstrous animal seemed to blow back his already scattered coat. There should have been some sense of fear or dread creeping into the pit of his stomach but instead, he only felt peace underneath the sporadic pounding of his heart within his chest. Whatever came next he was ready for. Whatever blow was meant for one of the dog's many other opponents would be his to take. Sparkfrost was ready.

Sparkfrost used meat shield.

Silverfang's loud, harsh voice sent Eaglebrook out of her dazed, horrified trance, and her wide eyes looked up shakily to meet the large, grey tabby warrior tussling with the dog. Then her gaze turned to the two toms, who were giving their all to defend each other.

And here was she.
Standing there, doing nothing.

The pale tabby could have at least done something, block and defend somecat, help the three in attacking the dog, but no. She was too scared to do anything.

Looking down at her trembling white paws, Eaglebrook could see that she had not even unsheathed her claws yet. Her teeth were bared in frustration and fear, and there was only one thing her body would let her do.
Run.
She sped away from the fight, even though her heart kept tugging at her and telling her to go back. What could she do? It's not like she had enough time to go back and alert the Clan, nevertheless lead the dog to the camp during that little procedure. Nor did she have muscle, and Eaglebrook knew she was very weak- her efforts would be useless. At this moment in time, Eaglebrook realized she had no idea where she was headed. But after this, she couldn't return to RiverClan. Never. Return and be known as the cat who abandoned everyone in a dire battle? No, she wouldn't know if she would even be accepted. For now, she would just keep running, and work everything out later.

Eaglebrook has fled the battle.


ooc; this is the worst possible way i could've gotten rid of eagle. eagle is a coward and very selfish. considering the 3 cat change will likely go into effect i'm gonna kill her off early - saying that she disappeared oooOOooO spooky
but anyway the girl is gone
yeah

If the dog was angry before, now he was enraged, guided by an endless desire for blood. The blood that dripped down from his forehead blinded his sight but not his senses. Snarling like the fiery beast he was, the large animal ran forward when he saw the silhouette of the calico tom running toward him. The canine dipped his head just in time and grabbed the small cat by its back with a strong jaw. Unlike the last time, however, he simply tossed him against the nearest rock as hard as he could.

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Everything happened too fast.

Berrycloud blinked surprised at Silverfang's response but he stood up still, his claws firmly stuck in the ground. No, he was not going to leave her and his brother. At least, not until Eaglebrook could bring him- "Eaglebrook..." A simply word escaped from his jaw at the moment his eyes met her. He could aw the fear in her blue gaze and he opened his mouth one more time like he was trying to say something but nothing came out from his throat. And in a blink, all he could see was her tail, disappearing into the forest, in the opposite direction to the camp.

Berrycloud's heart was crushed once again. Losing Sparkpaw without he being there was a painful hit but the cat you love betraying you and your family to save her life? That left him stunned. However, the adrenaline forced him to react... but not in time. When he turned his head to look over Sparkfrost, he was already gone, rushing against the massive beast. In just a few seconds, the young warrior witnessed how his littermate was grabbed and launched against a stone, leaving a blood trail on it. The tom's heart stopped for a few seconds... and without even thinking straight, guided by animal instinct, he rushed to his brother's side, stood up on top of him and reared up on his hind legs to slash the dog's muzzle. "Don't you dare to touch him!" He yowled with tears of anger, betrayal and frustration in his eyes.

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Silverfang flicked her tongue in annoyance when the two bold brothers went straight to fight regardless of what she said. did they truly want to be killed? They deserved to live! They were still young warriors with pure hearts and noble minds. She, on the other side, had a rotten soul. She had lived her life and paid for all the wrongs she had done. All the deaths... it was time to not let that happen again. With a strong, battle yowl, the she-cat rushed one more time against the dog's body and slashed its ear when he attempted to bite Berrycloud.

Dog used Heavy Blow on Sparkfrost, dealing 25 damage and costing 20 stamina. Sparkfrost can't fight any longer.
Berrycloud used Rear-up to Slash, dealing 11 damage and costing 15 stamina.
Silverfang used Rear-up to Slash, dealing 17 damage and costing 15 stamina

Dog
97/150 HP
290/350 SP

Silverfang
100/100 HP
260/280 SP

Sparkfrost
0/45 HP
120/120 SP

Berrycloud
20/45 HP
135/160 SP

The dog growled in pain and anger at the sight of the golden cat once more. He licked the blood off his mouth and attacked the young warrior with his paw as he let out a loud, angry bark. Berrycloud was knocked down by the hit in his head, which cut a wound on the top of it. He fell over his brother but, with the last remaining strength he had left, he stood up, shakingly, ready to receive that final bite that would kill him for sure. It didn't matter. All what he truly cared for was Sparkfrost. And if his death could bring him more time, that would be enough. Berrycloud closed his eyes right before seeing those open jaws that were about to take his life away...but nothing ever happened.

The sound of something hitting the dog scared him and when he saw the light of the sun again, Silverfang had risen in front of him and grabbed the dog's muzzle one more, digging her claws so deeply that even with the animal lifted its head to get free, the scarred she-cat stayed there, fiercely. Silverfang hissed as she dug her claws even deeper and in the eyes of the beast she saw herself: her eyes looked tired, destroyed by the overwhelming sadness and regret that haunted her but inside them, there was also this spark of fighting madness that had been keeping her alive all this time. How different was she from this crazy animal? She had killed with no hesitation and not for the sake of surviving. She was a monster too and a monster could only be defeated by another.

Dog used Heavy Blow on Berrycloud, dealing 25 damage and costing 20 stamina. Berrycloud can't fight.
[b]Silverfang used Rear-up to Slash, dealing 17 damage and costing 15 stamina.

Dog
80/150 HP
290/350 SP

Silverfang
100/100 HP
230/280 SP

Berrycloud
0/45 HP
135/160 SP

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Berrycloud simply looked surprised at the bloody, yet heroic scenery in which the scarred senior warrior was defending him and his brother. Was this the Silverfang all talked about? The powerful fighter that everyone knows? For the young tom there was no doubt now that she was everything and more of what he had heard. For a second, he actually thought the senior warrior could beat the dog and save them all. They would be all back home and Goldeneye and Fallowpaw will heal. But that vain hope soon vanished when suddenly the blood covered the senior warrior's body in a splash.

"SILVERFANG!"

For a second, Silverfang tore one of the dog's eyes just like she wished and she smiled to herself. With this, the wounded animal would surely leave the place, she thought satisfied that finally, this madness would be over. But it was not.

At first, she felt nothing at all. Her claws strangely got separated from the dog's flesh and she felt like she was flying until her ears heard Berrycloud's scream. That was when all came back to her and the overwhelming pain that filled her chest exploded. Silverfang shouted in pain and agony while she was falling down. In just a second, all the pain was taking over her mind and not only the physical but the one that had been breaking every day since Shade's downfall. The senior warrior closed her eyes at the moment her body touched the ground and it was like something shattered inside her.

Is this... the end?... Good... I've had enough anyway... The scarred warrior opened her eyes slowly just to see with a blurry vision of how the dog was running away, probably to join its pack. At least... these two are... safe... He... even after this... thank you... for ending my misery... stupid animal... Now... I can finally pay... for my sins... She tried to let go but she could fell a sudden warmth as she was being lifted up... and there also a distant voice.

"Hold on, Silverfang! I'm not letting you die here! I'm carrying you and Sparkfrost back to camp but I need you to walk!" The tom pleaded as he tried to make lean on his shoulder while carrying Sparkfrost on its back. He couldn't grab him by the scruff due to his injuries so that was the only way. Huh, you don't... give up easily... But you're wrong... I've been gone far too long... and even if... I've been trying to carry on for all this time... my fight is over... She thought to herself as her body rested on him, dull. There was no point on keeping on. Her wounds on her neck and chest were too deep and she had lost too much blood. Not even Goldeneye would be able to save her... However, the younger warrior kept insisting as he moved forward, forcing Silverfang too by grabbing her by her scruff. "You saved me... and I can't let you die here. I wouldn't forgive myself if I do that to my hero." He mewed between his fangs as he slowly started to make his way back to camp. No matter if he passed out of exhaustion, he was not going to give up and Silverfang knew it by just hearing his voice. The senior warrior let out a single tear when she opened her odd eyes once more and forced her paws to stand up and walk, even if it was slow. A... hero?... After all, I've done?... Can someone truly forgive me... and see me like that?... It's unbelievable but at the same time... it means someone would remember... like the cat I used to be... I fear it's too late for me... I doubt I'll survive after this... But if someone misses me... if he misses me... I hope... he won't forget me... I hope Fallowpaw won't forget me... and Jaystar... and Dewshine... Was that too much to ask for a monster like me?

Dog used Iron (kiBite, Bite , dealing 100 damage and costing 20 stamina.
Silverfang used Front paw strike, dealing 14 damage and costing 10 stamina.

Dog
66/150 HP
270/350 SP

Silverfang
0/100 HP
220/280 SP

There was a certain fire in the depth of his eyes, recognition blazing at its core. Sparkfrost knew what was coming and he welcomed it. Saliva dripped from the fangs that reflected what little light was visible. All of the noise around them seemed to fade out. The cries of several cats were deafened as he watched the fate befall him. His vision had already been stunted by the previous blow but with the adrenaline pounding through his veins, the warrior's senses felt sharper than ever. Everything seemed to stretch on, from the moment it lunged to the searing pain that ripped through the flesh on his back. Had the tom seen his own state he might have once felt a speck of concern. Instead, the dilute calico merely closed his eyes as another wave of agony tore through his flesh, only heightened by the motion of the dog thrusting his body to the side with a swift snapping of its head.

The grip on reality began to slip in those few seconds as he hurtled through the air. Everything faded into a mixture of bleeding colors that trended towards grey. There was a strangely contented, weak smile that flickered across his maw. That blow, the one meant for Berrycloud, had been taken and given his brother another second more regardless of whether or not he wanted it. Thud! The sickening sound reverberated throughout his skull as the tom's head collided with the side of a nearby stone. It's jagged edges cut through the soft flesh, leaving another bleeding gash in its wake. Instantly, Sparkfrost's world went black. Any thought that raced through his whisker-thin grip on the world around him was gone. Sparkfrost was lost to the world, and he to it. For now.