ACK! (everyone!)

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[bg=fffd3f][cs=3] Featherdance had travelled as fast as her legs could carry her. The high pitched scream of Mythpaw had sent her blood running cold. She couldn't fight, not like this. Her thin legs propelled her past the twolegs and Padpaw and the broken Mythpaw and straight into camp. Her yowl was loud, and anyone who slept would be awoken by her frantic cries. She had to alert everyone what had happened to the poor apprentice. "Mythpaw!" she cried aloud. A few cats stared at her, confusion wrapped around their faces. "A gang of foxes attacked her," she paused, breathing deeply. "I didn't see what happened but she looked badly hurt. Padpaw is trying to drive away the twolegs that saved her life with their loud, shiny pole. She's going to die!" she shouted, shooting an angry glance at Hopepaw. The apprentice probably didn't care less about Mythpaw than she ever did. The poor Mythpaw was probably dead or dying out there now, with Padpaw desperately trying to save her from being stolen by twolegs. It had happened to them both once before, and he wasn't about to let it happen all over again.

[hawktalon]

The young apprentice sniffed at a beetle crawling across her path. The apprentices den was drafty as of late, and it was easy to see through the branches. Sighing, Dewpaw glanced outside the camp. Wondering briefly what might be going on out there, she closed her eyes to doze off. An eerie caterwaul echoed out across the clearing, making Dewpaw jump. She squirmed out of the den into the clearing and spotted her clanmate, Featherdance, standing in the center of the clearing. Her eyes were wild with fear and something else Dewpaw couldn't quite place her mind on. As Featherdance spilled the story, Dewpaw's eyes grew wide. A fellow apprentice had been hurt by foxes?

Dewpaw shivered inwardly. Foxes, as far as she knew, were big and deadly to kits and lone warriors. What they could do to Mythpaw was both clear and unthinkable at the same time. Dewpaw's first instinct was to run out into the forest and save her friend, but that wouldn't help her, or Mythpaw for that matter. Slinking up to the older she-cat, Dewpaw whispered softly. "If i can help, I would like to. I know I'm not good at fighting, but I want to help." Dewpaw knew she looked scared and small, but Featherdance could still see that she meant to help, not pester...right?

[Sublimeluver]

Revolutionstar heard all of the commotion and raced from his den. He gazed respectfully at Featherdance. "Can you inform me on the way there or would you rather stay in camp?" he asked with a kind dip of his head