A Job ((Continued))

[shiningheart]

Blizzardshard gave Mosswhisker a look that clearly said, 'Watch your tongue, knave!' Well, it would have in twoleg speak. To them, it only wait 'watch what you say'. "It was a battle that injured our deputy." His tone was crisp, the voice of one scolding a younger cat. "It doesn't matter what the outcome was, because even though she was conscious, Shiningheart's lost a lot of blood. The only way to be certain she'll be okay is to get her to camp."

[mosswhisker]

Mosswhisker sighed impatiently. Being so unnecessarily somber isn't helping anyone either she retorted silently, but out loud, "Yeah, your right, sorry," she mewed apologetically. "Are we nearly there?" she asked, the scent of blood and Shiningheart's fur filled her nostrils, blocking out any other scents including the scent of camp. Mosswhisker squinted her eyes and strained the see the leafy camp wall.

[shiningheart]

Blizzardshard sighed as he heard the exasperated tone in Mosswhisker's voice. He knew he wasn't helping by being all cynical, but he couldn't help it! Both Shiningheart and Venomwind has told him time and time again, he's no fun when bad things happen. "Almost." He meowed, knowing why she would ask such a stupid question. "Check the webs first."

[mosswhisker]

Mosswhisker paused and set down Shiningheart gently before giving her cobweb dressings a quick sniff. She raised her paw and adjusted a few that had begun to fall. She stared blankly at the deputy for a heartbeat and looked back at Blizzardshard. "Her wound doesn't appear to bleeding as much, but I can't tell for sure," she mewed cautiously, not wanting to make any assumptions. Mosswhisker circled the deputy and grasped her scruff gently.

[shiningheart]

Blizzardshard nodded and helped Mosswhisker carry his best friend. "Venomwind, camp. Even if Mosspelt isn't there, set up a nest and set up whatever herbs you think would help."

[mosswhisker]

((I could bring in my med. cat apprentice, Springpaw, he's not from ThunderClan, but Shiningheart needs help))

[shiningheart]

((Yes, please! Since it seems Mosspelt won't be anyhelp...))

[mosswhisker]

((k!))
Springpaw galloped around through the undergrowth. Such a nice day! he silently admired the silver frost that smothered the ground. His whiskers twitched happily at the scent of marigold, not too far away either! The mottled brown tom stared gaily at the clump of yellow- orange flowers. There! Springpaw thought to himself, bounding towards the flowers. "Hm?" as he bent his head and grasped the stems between his teeth, the sound of mewing entered his small gray ears. He quickly snipped the stems and carried them with him towards the sound. Blood! Springpaw's pace slowed as he recognized the horrible smell,Someone must be hurt!

He bounded over the rocks that made a bridge over the river and entered ThunderClan territory. "Hello? Could I be of any assistance?" Springpaw called to the small patrol of cats before him.

[shiningheart]

Both Venomwind and Blizzardshard snarled at the newcomer, blocking the unconscious deputy from sight. "No!" They said at the same time. "Your Clan has done enough!" Venomwind added.

[mosswhisker]

Mosswhisker joined her Clanmates and bared her pointed teeth in a vicious snarl. "Go back to where you came from, foxdung!" her short gray pelt bristled up on her broad shoulders. She shot a look at Blizzardshard, waiting for a signal to shred this RiverClan cat.

Springpaw leaped back in surprise. "Wh-what?" he stammered, dropping his mouthful of herbs at the sight of the three bristling cats,"I-I don't know what you...". He couldn't possibly imagine what they were talking about, but then he remembered hearing a patrol talking about how they were off to attack ThunderClan. "They must've gone through with their attack! I'm sorry, I didn't think they actually do it!" he continued, mustering up what little courage he had to stay put. "Your friend needs help!" he shouted, "I'm a medicine cat. An apprentice at that! Why in StarClan would I want to hurt her?" Springpaw stopped and dipped his mottled head respectfully and whispered,"I just want to help".

[shiningheart]

Blizzardshard was about to just tell Mosswhisker to have all the fun she wanted with the stupid cat, but paused at the words medicine cat. Even if they didn't want his help, it was against the warrior code to attack medicine cats, even if they were trespassing on lands, Then his amber eyes traveled slowly to his unconscious deputy...his bleeding best friend...his secret crush since they were apprentices...Her breathing was ragid, completely going against her own words earlier. 'She's dying.' He realized. 'She's dying, and we can't to a single StarClan-darned thing about it!'

He finally relaxed his muscles, showing nothing of his inner turmoil as he had earlier, and stepping aside and signaling the she-cats to do the same. "Step aside." He ordered his Clan-mates. "Let him help." Venomwind did as he said, but stayed close to Shiningheart in case this river-rat tried anything.

[mosswhisker]

Mosswhisker stared shocked for a moment, then stepped aside. Though she was going to allow the RiverClanner near her deputy, she wasn't about to take her green gaze off of him.

Springpaw smiled and picked his marigold back up. Cautiously --as to show that he was no threat-- he padded near the white she cat and gave her a quick sniff. She's in bad shape, he thought to himself guiltily, I can't believe my clanmates did this to her. The mottled tom removed the lot of cobwebs from him and, hearing the green eyed she cat growl, mewed aloud,"The extra weight from these cobwebs is putting strain on her heart, even if it seems as if they aren't that heavy." After the excess cobwebs were gone, Springpaw began to quickly chew up a pulp of marigold and placed it on her wounds, allowing the infection fighting juices to work their magic. He snapped his brown- gray head towards Mosswhisker."Go get her some water...please," he mewed carefully, not wanting aggravate any of the enemy warriors.

The gray she cat returned quickly with a wad of dripping moss in her jaws. "Thank you," Springpaw nodded gratefully and took the water filled moss from her. Gently, the mottled tom dabbed the moss to Shiningheart's muzzle. Once the water was gone, he took a few steps back and watched the white deputy before turning towards Blizzardshard and meowing,"All she needs now is to rest, but try not to move her until she wakes up, you don't want those wounds to get any worse than they already are."

[shiningheart]

Blizzardshard narrowed his eyes, his best friend instincts kicking up. "Then how are we supposed to get her back to camp?" He snapped, moving to block Shiningheart from view again.

Venomwind stayed where she was, eyes wide in shock. The cat's words rung in her head. "These cobwebs put strain on her heart." That was the same amount of cobwebs they put on her last time as well. "StarClan..." She whispered. "We almost killed her, didn't we?"

[mosswhisker]

Startled by Blizzardshard's sudden movement, Springpaw leaped back. For a heartbeat he thought about fleeing back across the river, but he would never forgive himself if he didn't do all he could for this cat, even if she was of a different clan. "You don't," the mottled tom meowed calmly,"It's too risky, besides, all you have to do is make a nest here and wait for her to wake up on her own." Springpaw extended his unsheathed claws towards the base of a tree where a cluster of moss grew into a fluffy pillow- like clump. Hooking his claws into the springy fungus, Springpaw drug the moss out of its place and tossed it lightly towards the white ThunderClan tom,"Here, try to make her as comfortable as you can." Springpaw's wide yellow eyes stared boldly at Blizzardshard as if saying Don't trust me if you want, but Shiningheart needs help.

[shiningheart]

Blizzardshard snarled angrily at Springpaw before angrily taking the moss and stomping toward Shiningheart. In a complete turn of heart, he gently laid the cushiony moss around the unconcscious deputy. "Get some more." He ordered Venomwind and Mosswhisker.

Venomwind went off toward the tree without a second thought, nodding her silent thanks to Springpaw as she passed. Just as she was about to hook the moss from the trunk, she paused. Venomwind spared a glance behind her to where Blizzardshard was softly murmuring to her sister, like she could hear him in her state. She shook her head and looked back forward, a stab of pain hitting her chest. 'She's the deputy.' Venomwind thought scathingly. 'Why can't he just let her go and find a new she-cat!'