by Alpha* » Sun Apr 17, 2022 1:57 pm
"I see, I hear, I obey." Is rasped, before opening and blinking blue eyes up at the older he-cat. He carefully rises, noticing the two large, dead owls he had been sent to kill is still here. So he hadn't been robbed of the proof, thats good.
He's tired, but an order is an order. He has to stay awake. And the kit! Is the kit alright?? He focuses immediately, but feels the breathing near his throat. Good. Safe. (There's a soft sigh of relief.) His attention returns to the other. Who is this cat? How'd he know about the orders? (It's assumed, of course - as far as he knows only BareStar knows...)
The silver spectre slowly climbs to his paws, they ache. No, scratch that, he hurts. Everywhere. - from fighting with the large birds of prey. His head feels dizzy but by force of will he stays awake; being shook sure doesn't help. Though the order does. Timidly he shakes his pelt free of the snow that had landed on him, - wincing - only for the storm bearing winds to push more into his pelt. Was he back, already? He's fairly sure he hadn't left too far from the clans lands. "I.. i-im sorry." Is stammered, keeping his gaze low - too low to be met. "I can go." But where would he go? He doesn't even have a den! "I was told I'd be allowed into the Clan here, if I killed the owls who were preying on the clan cats. But.. but I can go! Just please don't claw me.. i.I.. I hurt." His voice is low and pleading, and abruptly he shoves the two owls towards the dark nosed, bright eyed warrior. "I killed them. They won't hurt anyone else." Then, as if he'd forgotten he pulls the red cloth from around his neck - pushing its contents towards the warrior whose name he doesn't know. "This kit was there? Um with the second bird. And um.. I'm not a mother. "
Was the kit the clans? Would they take her back if she was, or accept her if she wasn't?
"I.. I can go." Is repeated just a little more firmly, though he hurts and is so so very tired. He would, if that's what is required of him. "But please sir.. take the kit back to your clan. Please, - " He cuts himself off, too tired to continue begging or talking. In too much pain, too hungry. Too cold. It's painfully obvious that he doesn't particularly care for himself, just that the kit would make it.
“Thanks to all those in any kind of uniform and to those who have been in uniform.”
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“Sadly i have a life outside CS with a job...and other things[color=#00BFFF]”
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