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Daisyfall
 Posted: May 13 2018, 06:08 PM
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The pain had started shortly after they'd left ShadowClan, but at that point, it hadn't been too bad. Daisyfall had pushed it off as just being out of shape- which he certainly was- and made no mention. By the time they reached RiverClan's camp, it was a little worse. But even then, he just settled down to rest. It would fade away soon. All he needed was a nice, long nap.

But it hadn't gotten better. The pain had intensified greatly, and he could only describe it as a claw gripping his chest. The orange warrior's breathing was labored, coming in awful wheezing gasps.

"Bright.... Brightcloud...."
he called weakly for his daughter, unsure of her whereabouts in camp but knowing he wanted her near. Something was wrong. Something was really, terribly wrong. He tried to stand, to go to the medicine den, but as soon as he started pulling himself up, his legs all seemed to give out at once and the old tom collapsed back to the ground. Why did he feel so warm? Oh, his chest hurt!


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 Posted: May 14 2018, 07:02 PM
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"Dad?" Brightcloud's voice called worriedly, trying to get an answer through the haze of his pain. As Daisyfall had begun to get worse, calling for his daughter, the others in camp had run to fetch the young queen. They'd yet to find Supernatural or Lotuspaw, but Brightcloud stood nervously beside her ailing father with her nose to his ear.

"Dad, what's going on? Are you alright?" Worried hazel eyes flickered back around her, searching for anyone that might know what was wrong with him. Figures lingered in the background, uncertain and worried. Even the deputies seemed to stay at bay; this wasn't an enemy that could be fought or defended against. There was no wound to press cobwebs to.

She curled her slender frame protectively around her father, purring roughly in hopes of bringing him comfort. He looked weak, like the life had been sucked from his limbs, and it frightened her.

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 Posted: May 15 2018, 08:52 AM
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Brightcloud’s fear-stricken cry reaches Hollowpaw from far beyond the camp walls. Applemist had been out training him by her own rules — a cruel, intense session that the silver apprentice despised and yet one he complied with simply due to the fear of what would happen if he chose otherwise. However, the mere thought of a clanmate in danger within the camp itself set a stake of fear through Hollowpaw’s heart, and without considering the consequence he turned tail and bolted up the assortment of sun-baked rocks. Applemist screeched furiously in his ear as he left her behind, but it only fueled him to run faster as he shot up the slope and barged into camp.

The first thing he noticed was the limp, round form of Daisyfall sprawled across the stone ground. Brightcloud was crying out at his side — while the golden tom was clearly still alive, the way his body heaved and racked with pain was a sign that he was only just clinging on. Ears flattening, Hollowpaw ignored the yowls of his spiritual mentor as he darted toward his mother’s den.

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 Posted: May 15 2018, 10:11 AM
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It was wrong.

The medicine cat stepped out of her den, took one look at the pained warrior and her... father's mate. Hollowpaw's fear was something tangible; something that she could feel as though it were her own, and the molly pressed her nose gently to her son's head, and murmured to him.

"Go get your grandfather, tell him to prepare for a vigil."

It was whispered, for his ears alone, and the medicine cat went into her den to retrieve something with a little more... bite. She draped it in lavender in the closest to an act of kindness she was capable of but the truth remained. Should Daisyfall eat the herb, his suffering would end in a quick death.

So, poison carefully kept in lavender, she returned to the suffering warrior and held out the herb. No explanation. No need to further panic.

"Eat this. It'll help with the pain."

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 Posted: May 16 2018, 10:00 AM
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"B-Brightcloud," he cried feebly, eyes alight with panic. "I don't.... I don't wanna... die..." And this he said between ragged, painful gasps as one paw curled in toward his chest, pawing desperately as if that would make the pain fade away. It was excruciating, beyond describable words, and words were becoming progressively harder to get out.

He had hoped to see his grandchildren apprenticed, and had wanted to settle down in the elder's den where he could spend all day telling stories to kits. Daisyfall, optimistic as he was, could find no positive in dying while his thoughts were so frightened.

The orange tabby only looked away from Brightcloud as herbs would moved toward him. Maybe he sensed something was off with the little bundle. A flash of color, deep inside the lavender, or just knowing that there was no hope and it's what any medicine cat would do. He tried not to think on it, tried to just stretch a weak paw out to draw the bundle closer and, with the little strength he had left, pulled the lavender closer to where he could eat it.

The effect wasn't immediate. For many minutes he remained gasping with each breath, clawing the grass beneath his paws. Then, all at once, the pain did stop and Daisyfall's head fell to the ground. His chest still moved faintly, and as the pain did fade away, he looked once more to Brightcloud but had no strength to so much as utter out a farewell. She would know. Of course she would. Daisyfall had expressed his affection for his daughter too many times.

Daisyfall would swear that where Brightcloud's face had been, looking down at him with sheer terror, was now someone different, with kind eyes and a sad, but welcoming smile. Where he had been so frightened before, he had failed to think that now, after far too many moons apart, he would be reunited with Pearlmist. And boy, did she look just as beautiful as ever.

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 Posted: May 17 2018, 07:39 AM
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His mother’s words sent a blood-curdling chill down his spine, though he only offered her a brisk nod of understanding before padding off to find his grandfather. For a moment he turned his head briefly just in time to see Supernatural tucking away a flash of scarlet into the lavender, and the momentary panic it struck in the apprentice’s heart had him ducking away and slinking toward Hollowstar’s den, his pawsteps hurried and frantic. He didn’t want to see what was to come next.

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 Posted: May 17 2018, 08:17 AM
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Frantic pawsteps were all that heralded Hollowpaw's arrival before the young tom burst in through the mouth of the cave, panting with panicked breaths. The suddenness of his arrival seemed to strike Hollowstar, but whatever start he'd been given was quickly lost. Concern overwrote all else, and seeing the stricken look on his grandson's face he knew something was terribly wrong.

"Prepare a-" No sooner had Hollowpaw relayed the words than Hollowstar was on his feet, surging past the young tom out into the bright daylight. Pacing to the edge of the High Ledge, he stared down to the cluster of cats that immediately drew his eye.

At the center lay a still heap of ginger fur; beside it, his mate, wrapped gentle and loving around her father in his last painful moments. Grief clawed at Hollowstar's heart, swift and sure. He and Daisyfull had never been close, not even after taking Brightcloud as his mate. But there had always been understanding there, an almost-friendship between a daughter's father and her mate.

He was reckless as he jumped down the stone staircase, nearly losing his footing on a patch of loose rocks that slid unnervingly beneath his feet. He landed jarringly on the stone floor, but beyond a faint grimace and gritting teeth he barely seemed to react to the pain.

Hollowstar's steps slowed as he drew closer, ears falling back against his head as he drank in the somber sight in front of him. He padded to stand over Brightcloud, leaning down to press his nose into the space between her ears. "I'm so sorry, Bright..."


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 Posted: May 18 2018, 02:30 PM
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Brightcloud's ears were flat, her eyes wide with worry and fear for her father as the ginger tom struggled to breathe. His voice rasped with pain and his plea fell to cats who couldn't change the path he walked. She pressed her face hard against her father's neck, breathing in his scent and purring forcefully as she continued to comfort him. "I'm not leaving you," she answered thickly, pressing through grief and tears.

Hadn't she said the same thing to Hollow, so many moons ago? It made her breathing tremble. The herbs Supernatural offered were taken with as much grace as Daisyfall could muster, but in the moments that followed she knew it would not be a cure. His breathing slowed, claws still grasping at the grass under their paws. But his head fell weakly against the ground. With the last of his strength, his eyes looked toward her.

Brightcloud met his gaze, swallowing her grief as her father slowly passed away beside her. Her paws were shaking, but she refused to stop purring. Her eyes squeezed tightly shut, trying to remember anything of her father but the pain he'd died with.

Her mate's nose touched between her ears, and the dilute queen let slip a quiet gasp. She'd been trying not to cry. She had been. But the touch of her mate beside her felt like permission to grieve, and the choked purr died away. She buried her face more tightly into her father's fur, taking comfort in his presence for the last time before his vigil. He was gone, just a shell of the father she loved, and this was all she had left.

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