Post by ElpuntThing on Mar 3, 2015 16:28:36 GMT
False Omens
Setting: Marshclan Medicine Cat den. Evening - cats are waking up after sleeping through the cool winter afternoon.
Prompt: Silverheart saw something that freaked her a bit while on a hunting trip. Now she's caught a slight cold, and although her symptoms are very mild, she's sure they're about to get worse.
Prompt: Silverheart saw something that freaked her a bit while on a hunting trip. Now she's caught a slight cold, and although her symptoms are very mild, she's sure they're about to get worse.
The ground sunk a little under Silverheart's paws with each step, the marsh mud mixing with the thawing slush under her weight. Ahead, she could see the cluster of bushes which marked the bend in the river - a good place to hunt as the land-prey came to drink where the earth was firmer and the fish gathered where the water was slower. As she quickened her pace to leap a small pool, a flash of feathers to her right caught her eye. In the shadow of a gorse bush lay the body of a mouse. Although it looked to have died fairly recently, the crow that had landed at its side hopped only a couple of steps closer, before tilting its head back and flying away. A shiver ran down Silverheart's spine. She quickly changed her mind, heading much further upstream before beginning her hunt.
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Silverheart awoke slowly that evening, groaning and shielding her face with a paw as the last rays of the setting sun shone into the Warrior den. There was a dull ache at the back of her skull, and as she stood she realised her chest felt tight. Coughing to clear it, she lamented internally at having caught a cold so late in leafbare - she thought she'd avoided it this year! Suddenly, she remembered the hunting trip of the previous night. The crowfood that even the crow had refused. Could it have been Starclan warning her that sickness was coming to Marshclan? She coughed again, this time strengthening her resolve. She was sure these were the first symptoms to something deadly, like whitecough. Before even smoothing her fur or checking on the other warriors, she marched out of the den and towards Poppyclaw's.
((Sorry for my inability to write lots descriptively OTL This would've been longer but asdfghjk))