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[Cloverwoods]

(Hello guys! Today is sadly the day when Rowanpaw will die D': )

Cloverwing

Cloverwing padded into Stormclan's camp. She told Sparkpaw and the rest she would be taking a short walk, but actually she decided to go back to camp to tell Swiftstar how the sick cats are. She worriedly searched for Swiftstar, she then spotted Swiftstar in her den. She quickly padded into the den and meowed. "Uh Swiftstar, I would like to speak with you about how the sick cats are doing." She meowed and worriedly flicked her tail.

Rowanpaw

Rowanpaw tossed around in his nest while sleeping. The herbs Sparkpaw gave him was starting not to work, he still slept but in pain he slept. His throat felt like it was burning in pain, his chest hurt from coughing a lot also.

Nightbreeze

Nightbreeze sighed. "Okay we hope to see you then.." She muttered sarcastically. She then sheathed her claws and glanced at her mate. "Are we even ready for kits?" She meowed and gazed at Fallenstar, she asked even though there wasn't anything to stop the kits that were coming.

Scarletfang

Scarletfang growled but nodded her head. "Okay see you then.." She grinned and padded off with Deadstar.

[hollyglow]

Noooooooo! Sparkpaw will be devaststed!)

[crabodile]

Spidereyes glanced at Rowanpaw. "Oh how we need you... don't die now!" The elder pleaded.

[Cloverwoods]

(I know poor Sparkpaw and Cloverwing! And I'll have him die once I'll have Cloverwing gets Swiftstar to see the sick cats.)

Rowanpaw

Rowanpaw got up weakly. "I'll be fine.." He groaned tiredly and sat up in his nest. "No cat panic." He meowed before coughing.

[crabodile]

"Yeah right!" Spidereyes hissed through clenched teeth.

[agile]

{{can regio discover hunter or any loner? she's old, and would most likely look after them as a mother/father would. there could be a drama where they try to take the younger cat away from her into the clan? just thinking out loud ;^; baby, we found love right where we areeeee

honeyfur.
empathetic. female. warrior.
twenty-six moons. rowanpaw, spidereye, etc.

quietly, honeyfur padded into the den that held some of the sick victims of the blackcough virus around. she watched a bit annoyed at spidereye, the elder, as he scolded poor rowanpaw. "spidereye! leave him rest. he's not going to have more of a chance of survival if you yell at him. he's sick, and if you stress him out, he will have better chance of dying. needless to mention, you'd be a bit of the reason. i don't mean to come of rude, spidereye, but let him be in piece while his sick. he might not recover, so wouldn't you rather have give him some peace in his possible last moments?" honeyfur calmly spoke, empathy and kindness in every word. she sat near rowanpaw, and smiled. "how are you, dear? i hope you begin to feel better."

regio.
tired. female. loner.
ninty-six moons. alone, open.

with a yawn, the old she-cat crawled into a log wedged into the thick, muddy ground. as the light shined through the forest tree-tops, the ripped and open bark from an horizontally laid log was the new doorway for regio's next nap. it was a dear dry place, with enough light to supply her warmth. also you could supply hidden prey on the other side of the log. the holes on both sides were closed up with weeds and plants, including ivy, stinging nettle, vines and deathberries. regio sighed softly, before pulling up a rat from the small pile she had on the opposite side of the log. gnawing on it gently, the usually arrogant she-cat pushed her half eaten prey back to the pile and curled up, the moss bedding throughout the small log brushing against her skin. with a shiver, regio took a deep breath before falling to sleep peacefully.

[Cloverwoods]

Rowanpaw

Rowanpaw gazed at Honeyfur, he was slightly glad to have Spidereyes learn his lesson about not being rude to him. He wheezed and coughed loudly, he tried holding them in but couldn't. When Honeyfur asked him how he was doing, he meowed. "Miserable.." He lowered his ears and stood up. "I don't feel like I'm going to die yet though.." He meowed and sat back down knowing he barely had any strength in himself anymore.

[crabodile]

Spidereyes growled. "So be it!" He said and ran through the entrance of the den and to the border.

[agile]

honeyfur.
empathetic. female. warrior.
twenty-six moons. rowanpaw, spidereyes, etc.

honeyfur frowned, like she would for any cat's illness. therefor, she didn't know that the air she was already consuming was getting into her very vulnerable lungs. for she too, would catch blackcough later that week. "i'm afraid that's no good. we can't have our best apprentices sick! if you want anyone or anything, you name it. i'll be there." honeyfur murmured smoothly, trying to calm rowanpaw. the small but sweet she-cat turned to spidereyes after giving rowanpaw a smile. "now, spidereyes, why were you so cranky with dear rowanpaw earlier?-... -spidereyes? spidereyes!" honeyfur called out, her warm glance turning inquisitive. she hadn't heard him run off, or noticed his voice echo off. "one minute...-!" honeyfur smiled at rowanpaw with a laugh. "now you can rest!" she yelled out, her tail disappearing under the forest's shade. the long haired she-cat caught a glimpse of his black fur, but kept to his scent streak. sooner or later, she would be able to catch him and bring him back. after a long mouse and cat chase, hoenyfur watched him stop for some air. "spidereyes, you can't be out here alone anymore. you'll get killed!"

regio.
alarmed. female. loner.
ninty-six moons. distance - honeyfur, spidereyes.

with a thud, regio was quick to her fours. she heard loud footsteps. silently peaking out of her peaceful log, her skin blended in with the different shades of bark along the small log, which was tangled and covered with plants and vines. she was cautious after she was able to see two clan cats. one small she-cat with long fur, and an older tom-cat with short black hair with a white edge. he was quite old, reasonably around her age. quietly, regio slid back down into the log, hoping to remain uncaught by the clan cats until her death.

[crabodile]

Spider eyes flew in a log and bumped into a she-cat. "Hide me!" He said worriedly.