Midnightpelt Dies, continuing the walk home

OOC: Dust..heed my warning..IF YOU CALL MIDNIGHTPELT A HIM, HE, BOY, OR DUDE ONE MORE TIME......YOU WILL NOT SURVIVE TO APPRENTICE

OoC; OMG, DUST, MID'S A GIRL FOR PETE'S SAKE

OOC:I didn't know, gosh, I can't read small writing.

OCC: IF I HAVE CAPS LOCK ON...ITS NOT SMALL WRITING. THIS BETTER?!

Ebonykit flung the web off her paw and helped bring Midnightpelt onto a bed off moss. "Okay." she breathed, "Now what do we do?" She grabbed the web again and tried to press it on the wound. She looked at Dustkit to Rainfall.

OOC:I mean the parents, siblings, and mate thingy.

ooc:

Okay, well now you know. >.<
She is a she.

OOC:I forget things easily, I have a short term memory.

OOC: ANYWAYS..

Midnightpelt groaned slightly.

Ebonykit flicked her ears to the warrior. "Midnightpelt?" she meowed, "Are you okay?" Her voice had a hint of hope in it.

Midngitpelt mutters something that sounded a little like "bloodloss." and then fell back into unconcsiousness.

Ebonykit shook her head in disbelief. StarClan, what could she do? If it was on her leg or something, that'd be different. But it was her soft underbelly that was wrong. Even kits knew that was life threatening. Warriors came home from battles dead because of it.
She looked at the others, a look a fear on her face. She grabbed more cobweb and patched up her belly more, making sure not a single drop of precious blood passed out of her body. "Get her some water." Ebonykit mewed. All they could really do was pray.

OOC: Im gonna just change the title ......theres no way Midnightpelt is gona survive this...oh well..

Midnightpelts body lurched slightly and she regained consciencsesness* (idk how to spell), "Im dying, aren't I?" she asked, her voice weak.

"I don't know..." Ebonykit whispered and looked at Rainfall. "She'll be okay, right?"

Rainfall's mouth was slightly open in horror, and she shook her head.
"I don't know if she will," she said sadly. She felt like what she had done was a waste.