Batsong panted as she looked around tired from the massive battle that had just finished. She was exhausted. But somehow, windclan (With massive help from the stars) had managed to defeat the darkness of the evil DF cats that had held a grip on the clans for long. Mistysky had vanished to wherever her soul now lived and Batsong felt imense loss all over again... however Mistysky's final words to her were comforting and she knew that Mistysky was proud of her ... still losing her forever was hard. Having her gone the first time was hard enough but at least then she was with starclan..but now she wasnt even there she was gone gone... it all seemed so permenatnt.
It reminded her how short life was and that she should probably get to know others better and keep those she cared about close.
Speaking of, she had seen briefly during the battle that Whisperpaw had been hit hard by Lion and that luckily, Lavendardrop had rescued them to the safety of the medicine den. She limped over to the medicine den not even really thinking about all her wounds that she had... they hurt alot but she had to find her Whisperpaw...
She had lost so many freinds and family members that she was tense and nervous as she neared the medicine den... It seemed to her that anytime a cat got close to her they would die tragicly...
Her parents, Daisypaw her apprentice friend, Timbersun her "uncle" , Rosepaw her apprentice , Mistysky her adoptive mother, Swiftspirit her adoptive mother ... and recently her Slightfrost... her mate from Skyclan now too joined the list and the father of her kit crowpaw was gone now too.
So as she approached the medicine den a feeling of deep dread of what she would find inside. She was so used to losing and losing that she at this point feared the absolute worst and already was on edge and flustered.
She made her way directly there , accidently bumping some of her clanmates
(if someone wants to be the ones she bonks / shoves by accident you can XD else they can be NPCs)
as she rushed to the med den.
"S-sorry. ... Exuse' me she stuttered as she pushed through the thick crowd of cats that were drawn near the med den... the df had hurt alot of cats and the results were clear at the line for treatment.
She still was impatient ... not for herself to get treated, no she needed to find whisperpaw.
Finally ariving to the den she entered holding her breath as she glanced around.
Her heart dropped hard when she saw them lying there on the floor, their throat had a nasty looking wound and Batsong felt like she had just gotten the wind knocked out of her as she rushed to Whisperpaw's side.
"n--...no" she whispered barely even audible as she hovered above them.
She almost started tearing up but then she saw the faintest of Whisperpaw's sides moving... They were breathing!!!
Batsong let out an audible sigh of relief as she relaxed a little bit was was still visiably very protective (perhaps even a little overprotective) of whisperpaw.
She rested her head on the younger cats forehead breifly
"oh w-whisperpaw... you s-s--s...scared me so m-much" she whispered to them quietly.
she would not forgive herself if she had lost them.
"I'll be... r-.r---right back imma get you s-s..something to eat" she stuttered to them reassuring she would return soon.
She quickly checked the fresh kill pile wanting to get whisperpaw something to eat... she saw it was completely empty and she fell to her knees staring at the empty spot that usually was well stocked... She felt so exhausted too from the battle and she just wanted whisperpaw to have something to regain their strength.
(Ever have such a long day then one final little thing just sends you over the edge and u break down?? yeahhhhh thats what about to happen to her
)
Batsong's eye twitched a little as she had stared at the emptiness of the kill pile for a long time unblinking. She couldnt save anyone it seemed... all she cared for always seemed to vanish and leave her ... and now that one cat she had to have close was injured but still alive as if she had a second chance ... she couldnt even feed them!
She just wanted to protect Whisperpaw and she couldnt even do that... they had almost died in this battle and she could do nothing... she wanted so much to join them when they were fighting lionfur but she was too caught up with Frostthroat....
Batsong was 99% of the time a very quiet reserved cat who never really spoke unless someone else started a conversaytion and didnt really enjoy talking aton either unless with very close friends.
.... HOWEVER, the stress really got to her and the final straw of not having any food to give to her injured clanmate sent her over the edge and she screamed a bit like a maniac....
"DAAHCOKAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she meowed in a fit of something ... anger? hmm no. ... frustration? hmm maybe ...
(its honestly really hard to say exactly what emotion but if you have ever had a day like that you'll understand XD)
she had a bit of a breakdown right there in camp... she hated this so much hated being like this ... She hated being center of attention and wouldnt have it. She ran back to the medicine den hoping no one would make a big deal of this or better yet even notice.
She stopped out side the medicine den and waited a bit for her nerves to try and unravel a bit and not rip her hair out.
She returned to whisperpaw after gathering her composer a bit more... she may be about to explode on the inside but she wouldnt let whisperpaw see how she was...
Sitting next to them she sighed a little
"hmm so w-w..we have no food... Ill go out and c-catch something for you" she purred quietly to her friend.
She wanted nothing more than to just collapse into the nest right there below her and pass out for a few moons... Her body rebelled so much as she got to her paws and went back out. Every muscle ached and blood still dripped from her wounds a little bit. Most were okay enough that she could manage and thats what she did.
She knew this was a bit recklish but she didnt care really... (usually she wouldnt be the type to do this though)
She went out of the camp looking for something fresh and juciy for whisperpaw to munch on.
She walked along, her body hated her so much for this decision and she felt it alot. Nonetheless she pushed through it ignoring the feeling and logical decision to stay back and heal a bit more before atempting this.
She spotted a nice hare ahead of her and she tried to focus her attention best she could but even the potential promise of catching something didnt seem to excite her body and muscles as it usually did...
"... come on batsong dont miss this!" she hissed at herself in her head
She creeped as close as she dared to it not wanting to have to run as much ... it was proably too close to stalk it but she was too tired to try and do a big run after it...
She was in luck as the wind did not give her away.. As she leapt out at it she smacked it dead on and she thanked the stars above that she for once had some luck.
Her mouth wattered aton as she carried it back to camp and her body begged her to eat it. It smelled so good right below her nose but she had great restraint as she carried her bruised tired self back to the medicine den.
She set it down besides Whisperpaw and pushed it to them
She panted a little and collapsed down into the nest next to them
"Eat!" was the only word she spoke as she watched over them.
