by Seall » Sat Aug 25, 2018 11:07 pm
Braveheart finally found her way to the camp. She went over to the fresh-kill pile and carried a small mouse over to the warrior den. She put it down and ate, not wanting to be interrupted.
Oakpelt's journey felt like it took forever. She was alone and scared, she should've brought a warrior with her. The small medicine cat flinched at every sound and wanted it to be over. When she reached the moonpool, she sat down beside it and stared into the water, "I'm ready." Oakpelt whispered. She slowly lowered her head until her nose touched the pool. Oakpelt sat there waiting for something to happen, but she saw nothing. She raised her head, "Huh, that's weird." she spoke to herself, "Let me try again." Once again, the medicine cat lowered her nose into the water but nothing happened until a heavy force pushed her face-first into the water. She tried to fight back but she wasn't strong enough, "Help!" she called weakly, but it was no use. The force slowly disappeared and she quickly backed out. Oakpelt wanted to leave. She got up to her paws but her legs couldn't hold her up. She fell. She couldn't move. She was soon unconscious.