Briarmask simply offered him a cheerful smile and noticed the way his torso seemed to shudder, padding over to his side to keep him warm. "let's head back. don't want you sick, mister deputy." she purred, licking his cheek.
Lynxpaw followed behind her quickly, glad they had gotten her back to camp as a pretty ginger tabby rushed up to join them, urging them into the den in which reeked of herbs and medical concoctions.
Spiderfang felt a pair of eyes upon him and locked gazes with Vixenfang, offering her a sheepish grin before returning to his serious, blank-faced expression. he was listening intently to the bickering then huffed, looking to Mistystar. "I'll return to camp. you have your paws full here." he murmured, flicking his tail to dismiss himself before returning to camp.
Rayvne listened intently to the conversation though kept her mouth shut, still feeling rather upset that the she-kit had gone though she understood. Nightkit was in the mistclan. her brother. thinking of siblings, the she-cat remembered Jet's loss and flattened her ears, eyes dropping to her paws. suddenly, Roger's cranium turned to her, asking for her approval on his statement. shaking her head quickly, the sharp-claw bit her lip then spoke. "we can lead a few sharp-claws to the border with us." she murmured, rising to her paws.
Jet soon fell asleep, nuzzled into the side of Echo, simply content with being at her side. [ wb ]
Rowanpaw nudged the pair into the den, carefully removing Lilypaw from the tomcat's back before setting her into a nest to begin treating her wounds. "Lynxpaw, go find Snowpelt. last I saw, he was in the forest. he looks just like Lilypaw." she commanded, watching him run off before turning to Duskpaw. "groom the blood from her fur so I can get a better look at her while I get some herbs together." she huffed sharply, padding toward the storage to gather herbs.
Scorchpaw simply shrugged his response, shaking out his long-haired ginger and white pelt. as the two arrived, the tomcat noticed a large tree beside the training hollow and padded up to it, dragging his claws along the trunk in a specific pattern.