Angelpaw

Angelpaw closed her eyes. Her neck wound started bleeding again, making her breathing shallow. She tried to grasp the air, but it just made her pant. Suddenly, panther heart applied more medicine. She let out a gasp of relief. Then she heard MeadowPaw, but her head hurt so bad she couldn't hear what she said. She turned to lion paw. "What she saying? Did I do something wrong?" She asked, then coughed violently again at the effort.

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((Ok so I have decided what I am going to do with my characters death. Being sad and jealous he will go outside the territories, get attacked by a fox, scare the fox away, and make it back to the camp, close to death. He will die a few days later, probably of infection.))
Rippleheart ran until he reached the outer edge of Riverclans territory. He stopped, catching his breath. He could not understand what was going on in his mind. Was this grief that he was feeling? Jealousy? His head was spinning with a hundred emotions that he had not felt in many moons. Not thinking strait, he decided that he needed to go out further. He placed a paw into the outer territory and began a long trek. He did not understand why Rosepetal would talk to another tom like that. He had felt a real connection with the she cat. She had filled a void in his heart that had not been filled since he lost his family. He was so lost in thought that he did not smell the scent in the air. A deep growl sounded from behind him and before he could turn around to face the creature, it had pounced onto his back. It sank its teeth into his shoulder and Rippleheart let out a yowl of pain, fear, and anger. HE shook the creature off of his back, and turned to face it. Fox.
Rippleheart quickly pounced upon the animal, blood pounding in his ears as he scrabbled its eyes. The fox let out a screech and threw Rippleheart off. Rippleheart hit the ground hard, the breath knocked out of him. He quickly sat back up gasping for air. The fox stayed at a distance, blood soaking its eyes. It growled menacingly at Rippleheart and RIppleheart took a step forward. The fox backed away. Realizing the animals fear, RIppleheart let out his own menacing yowl. The fox yipped, and fled from the scene.
Rippleheart sat, the adrenaline slowing seeping out of his blood. That was when the pain hit him. When the fox had bitten into his shoulder, the fox had torn a large chunk of his flesh away. Rippleheart looked at the wound and felt bile rise in his throat. The wound was bleeding badly and if he did not treat it now, he would die. He limped over to a dead tree and found wads of cobweb inside. He placed it onto his shoulder and decided that he needed to get back to the camp to be treated properly. He limped back the way he came, heat flooding through his body.
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Rippleheart dragged himself across the muddy ground. He stared at his paws, dizziness coming over him. He felt his wound bleeding all over the place, but he could not stop again. He needed to be treated while he was still conscious. He felt a darkness creeping at the edge of his vision, but knew that he could not fall into it. He stumbled. Pain poured through his body as he righted himself. Just a little longer he told himself.
***
He padded into the clearing and collapsed onto the sandy floor. He yowled with the last of his strength his last ounces of strength ebbing. He did not want to die. He fought to stay conscious, but the darkness was too strong. He slowly sank into the darkness, his pain ebbing some.
((RIPPLEHEART IS NOT DEAD. He has just lost consciousness from too much blood loss. He will stay alive for a while yet.))

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PantherHeart | Angelpaw and Rippleheart

A sudden yowl from the clearing had the blind old cat jerking in surprise, a few errant herbs falling to floor as they were bumped by the blind cat as he spun around. He slipped out of his den and out into the clearing, the stench of blood hit his nose hard, causing him to take a step back from the sudden, strong scent. Shaking his head he followed the smell to Rippleheart, his head dipped down, his nose pressing along the Tom's fur until he found the wounds. His ears fell back, a sad expression crossing his face, "These wounds are too deep..." he muttered to himself before scuffing Rippleheart and bringing him into the medicine den and settling him into his own nest. Shaking his head PantherHeart stuck his head back out of his den, yowling loudly for his apprentice, "Dovepaw! Get over here now!" He didn't know how he was expected to get anything done with his apprentice missing, he was growing too old, but he couldn't join the elders in their den, not with such a wayward apprentice like Dovepaw.

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Rippleheart felt nothingness as he dreamed. Familiar scents wreathed around him, and a certain scent touched his nose. Comfreypaw? His sister who had died as an apprentice was standing in front of him, her tortoiseshell fur glistening with the light of a thousand stars. "Hello brother!" Comfreypaw purred and Ripplehearts heart swelled with joy.
"How are you? Is Starclan really as great as they say?" Rippleheart teased with her, longing for old times in his heart.
"Um pfsh yeah!" His sister thwacked him with her tail. "You goofball." Comfreypaws gaze suddenly hardened. "Rippleheart, you are dying."
Confusion came over Rippleheart, along with fear. "I cannot die! My clan mates need me! Rosepetal needs me!"
"I know Rippleheart. She has always loved you ever since her mate left her." Comfreypaws gaze turned solemn. "Rippleheart, this has always been you destiny. You touched so many cats lives, and brought hope to many cats. Now it is your time to leave, just as it was my time those many moons ago."
"It just does not seem fair! I am such a young cat. I feel as though I did not even get to live my life!" Rippleheart kneaded his paws in the starry cloud, frustration coursing through his bones.
"Rippleheart. You have served your term on this world, and now you must enter Starclan. Think you will be with your family, your friends, again after all these moons!" Comfreypaws gaze filled with sorrow. "I was happy when I got to see Minnowkit again. She did not deserve to die so soon, and yet she fulfilled her destiny. You must accept this Rippleheart."
As suddenly as Comfreypaw had come, she was gone. Rippleheart felt the void fill him again as he sunk back into a blackness that could never be described.

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((poor rippleheart ;_;))

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((Goodbye RippleHeart ;-;))

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PantherHeart | With Rippleheart in the medicine den

Nothing he tried seemed to work, there were piles of bloodsoaked cobwebs on the ground next to the old Tom. Ears pinned back against his head he pressed more cobwebs into the wound, his worn paws now shaking as they worked on the dying cat. There was no hope of saving Rippleheart and the old cat knew it, but his stubborn nature refused to allow him to give up hope while the young Tom was still breathing. With a wheeze PantherHeart stood and wobbled over to his store of herbs, grabbing a few and chewing them into a paste before heading back over to Rippleheart he began to lick the tincture into the smaller wounds and the wounds that had actually stopped bleeding. He had been moving back to the worst wounds when he lost his footing, tripping over his own paws and falling hard to the ground of the den, his head hitting the wall of rock next him on the way down. With a groan of pain the old cat tried getting to his feet only for them to give out under him and send him sprawling to the floor. He hasn't had a break in days. First his trip to commune with StarClan, a four day journey now for the old cat, his old bones couldn't move as fast as they once could, and now all of this going on in the clan. His duty was going to kill him.

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((Wait guys he's gonna wake up! And Pantherheart, the bleeding will stop, but Rippleheart dies of infection. LOL sry I should have been more clear.))
A strange cats scent came after the darkness. Whispers filled the air and Rippleheart felt a prickling in the air. "Remember the prophecy. . ." Rippleheart whipped around, but nothing was before him. Suddenly a cat was behind him. "Hello Rippleheart." Rippleheart whipped back around and faced the shadowy tom. "Don't worry you are not dead yet. I have a mission for you."
"Well what is it?" Rippleheart voice echoed around the space, not another sound coming to his pricked ears.
"You need to deliver a message to your clanmates. Your destiny has not been fulfilled yet." The toms icy eyes stared deep into Ripplehearts soul. "Tell them that the times of hardship have come. Prey has moved away, because an unknown force is moving into the forest." The toms gaze became glassy, as if he was hiding something. "Tell this to your clan mates for me." The tom began to dissolve before him, and Rippleheart found himself yowling questions after the fae. The world suddenly lurched under his paws and he was plunged back into a painful reality.
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Rippleheart opened his eyes. The world was blurry, and it took a couple seconds to adjust. His dream haunted his vision and he had to blink a couple times in order to let the shadows recede. He whipped his head around to see Pantherheart limping around. "Hello Pantherheart." Rippleheart said with a wheeze. "How is my wound?" Ripplehearts head was swimming and he had to lay it back down on the nest below him.

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PantherHeart | With Rippleheart in the medicine den

By the time RippleHeart came to, the old medicine Cat had gotten to his paws, a glance at Tom he had been so desperately trying to save showed that the bleeding had finally, thankfully stopped. He didn't know what he would have done if it hadn't stopped. A voice came from the previously out cold Tom, making the old Medicine Cat jump and whip around, scolding him for trying to move, "Lie back down! And no moving! That wound of yours just stopped bleeding and I plan to keep it that way." The old Tom turned his blind gaze to the young warrior, opaque blue eyes narrowed, "How mousebrained can you be? Going off alone like you did, it's only thanks to StarClan that you're alive and in camp now." His harsh words came from love and a deep effective the old Tom felt for his entire clan, they were all like kin to him, blood or not they were family.

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Rippleheart dipped his head in embarrassment. "I know I was mousebrained Pantherheart, but I believe that this was my destiny." Rippleheart moveed his eyes back up to meet the old toms piercing gaze. "While I was asleep, Starclan visited me. . ." Rippleheart told the medicine cat about his visions and watched as the cats gaze turned solemn. "And then the shadow cat told me "Tell them that the times of hardship have come. Prey has moved away, because an unknown force is moving into the forest. . ." Rippleheart stared at the old cat, wanting to know what he thought of this situation.

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PantherHeart | With Rippleheart in the medicine den, briefly mentions NightStar

The news of the prophecy from Rippleheart was grave news indeed. With a tired sigh the old Tom sat down, his blind gaze drifting out of the entrance of his den, "We should inform NightStar about this, though I feel this does not pertain strictly to our clan alone. This effects all four clans." The news was troubling, and as usual StarClan has to be as cryptic as ever. Shaking his head PantherHeart stood and began to pace, limping back and forth in front Rippleheart as he thought about what he had just learned, "We must find out what is driving the prey away and see if this can be fixed. Because if not, I fear we may all die."

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"I fear so as well." RIppleheart gasped as pain ripped through his shoulder, but he managed to keep it in enough to not inform the medicine cat. He did not want any cat fussing over him when he knew that there was no hope of his survival. "I guess someone should get Nightstar." Rippleheart looked out the entrance to the medicine cat den, pain searing his heart. Soon he would not be in contact with any of his clan mates anymore. Sadness ripped through him and he had to struggle not to let out a yowl of longing. No more Nightstar, no more Rosepetal, no more Lionpaw or Angelpaw, or ANYONE! Rippleheart gazed at the ground, unexplained feelings going through his mind.

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PantherHeart | With Rippleheart in the medicine den

The old Tom watched the dying warrior gaze out of the den, sadness welling up inside him as he saw the distraught look on his face. With a wheeze and a few pops of his old bones PantherHeart moved to lay next to Rippleheart in his nest, having grabbed some clean cobwebs on his way he switched out the old ones for fresh, clean ones as he settled down on shaking legs, "It's not fair you know. That you must die and I still continue to live. You're young, with your whole life ahead of you, I'm old and dying a slow death, this should be me, not you Rippleheart and I'm so sorry." He paused, having to stop so he could keep his emotions in check, "But this is not the last you will see of your clan mates, we will all join you when it is our turn, and until then, you will be in the sky, watching over us. Do not think you are leaving us Rippleheart, because you aren't. You will stay in the hearts of your clan mates long after you're gone." The old Tom gave the young warrior a warm smile, "This is simply "See you later." Not goodbye."

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The words of the older tom bounced around in Ripplehearts head. Rippleheart looked Pantherheart in the eyes, not hiding what was going on in his mind. He explained to Panterheart how he had always loved Rosepetal, and how he had felt all of these years, prior to loving the ginger she cat. "I just do not want to leave her! She has always meant so much to me, and she filled the void left by my family." Ripplehearts eyes glazed. "I saw her talking to another tom today about having kits and I fled in jealousy. That is why I got hurt. I was so focused on getting away and thinking that I did not smell the fox scent in the air." Rippleheart shut his eyes tightly, grief, embarrassment, and regret burning his eyes. If only he had told Rosepetal how he felt. . . Rippleheart covered his eyes with his paws, shame and longing washing over him.

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PantherHeart | Medicine den to clearing | Rosepetal and Rippleheart

Without a word the old medicine Cat hauled himself to his paws, wobbling a bit as he moved to the entrance of his den, pausing to look back at the dying warrior, "Don't move too much, the bleeding has only just stopped and I don't want you to change that." And with that he left, walking into the camp and taking a deep breath of air, sifting through all the scents until he found Rosepetal. With a wheeze he moved and sat down next to her, his blind eyes focusing on the young warrior, "Go see Rippleheart in my den. He has things you must hear before he dies."

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