Vixenpaw - 10 moons - 0/18 health - med den, dying - mentor-less apprentice - OPEN -

She laughed softly. "If there's a herb that gives blood, then I'm avoiding StarClan." Vixenpaw murmured, her cloudy eyes soft and content. "If there isn't, then I'm padding it's trail, up, into peace, with father.." She said. Vixenpaw closed her eyes, still smiling. Vixenpaw's muzzle curved into a peaceful shape, opened her eyes, and said, "Good luck with your warrior names. I was supposed to earn mine, tomorrow, but Ligertail, my old mentor, died.. Good luck, Snowpaw, Hawkpaw, Mumblepaw, Icepaw.." Vixenpaw listed the apprentices, ending with "Me.." She smiled, then her gaze turned blank, pointing up, at the sky.

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Nightwatcher | 20 Moons| Warrior| 30/30 Health| In Camp| Flowering foxglove branch tucked in ear|

Nightwatcher looked up at the sky. She was still baffled at the fact that they were loosing such a young cat to death. She was also confused on how all this happened. Her imaginations and anxiety ran wild at the possibilities. “Who’s next then?” She murmured out loud.

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Mumblepaw | 9 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | No Mentor | Camp

Mumblepaw stared deeply into the long distance. How could Starclan be so cruel to a young apprentice like Vixenpaw? More interestingly why did he care? It's not like he knew her or anything. She was just another cat, another apprentice, another clanmate. He didn't want to care but he did. He was about to lose a clanmate and it make his heart sink lower than any low he knew. It felt sickening and disturbing to him. He felt slightly guilty about not caring and getting to know the she before.

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HorseTail|20 Moons Old|Co Medicine Cat|Heath 30/30|Mentions: Nextpaw, Icepaw, Snowecho|Location: Camp

The tom smiled with pride, as the apprentice pulled out the goldenrod. "Nicely done. That is goldenrod, it heals wounds. Remember it, now go and bring that to Snowecho", Horsetail instructed. Instead of going out into the med cat den, the tom went deeper into the herb store. Grabbing an ivy leaf from the wall, the dark sand colored tom poured some honey into it. The sweet golden stuff, would give the apprentice some energy to fight off any infections that where to come from her wound. It would also make the poppy seed taste better.
Heading out with the leaf tightly clutched in his mouth, the med cat went to the other cats. Looking down, the tom inspected Vixenpaws wound. Snowecho was directing Icepaw well, taking a step back as the apprentice worked, Horsetail placed his ivy leaf on the ground. "Add some of the honey to the poltice, Icepaw", the tom directed. Turning to Snowecho, Horsetail asked, "How did this happen?", indicating Vixenpaw as he spoke.

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ah yes the only elder of course obviously (i didn't expect that lmao)
[Aspensong] [87 moons] [Elder] [12/12 HP]
[Location: Camp]
[Mentions: None]
The sunshine is nearly pouring into the elder's den when he finally stretched awake. His paws ripped gently at the bedding before letting go and curling back under his chest. Aspen cracked open a single brown eye and watched the shadows and noises outside. He murmured under his tongue sleepily, "I missed quite some things didn't I.." He wanted to stay here a while longer; even if he slept a whole day away. The noises turned into frantic orders and his eyes snapped open at the light scent of blood, a shimmering glaze of irritation in his expression. He stood up a bit too fast and he teetered off balance. Aspen caught himself before he fell over and pushed his way out of the den. His den. He liked calling it HIS.

He sniffed at the nervous air and stepped quietly around the blood. His ears absorbed the crowded whispers and meows. Aspen murmured again, mostly to himself as he got closer and understood more, "Young blood that didn't deserve to be spilled." He paused in his words and with a less concerned voice added, "There would be less racket if I died choking on fleas."

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Iceclaw|14 moons|Warrior|30/30 health| In clan territory
Iceclaw paced anxiously outside the medicine den, praying to StarClan that Vixenpaw was okay.
He scolded himself again and again, how could he have been so stupid? He should have been more careful and Vixenpaw's wound would not have opened. Iceclaw thought

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Foxpaw - 9 moons - Apprentice - 18/18- Camp - Mentions: Hawkpaw

Foxpaw yawned as she jolted awake. She had been restless the night before and had gone out hunting a bit, so she let herself sleep in. She knew that choice had been a mistake though once she smelt blood. She ran out of the den and looked around. Still a bit drowsy, she made her way to the medicine den there was a small crowd blocking it. She noticed Hawkpaw and turned him. "What's going on?" She asked. "Is someone hurt?"

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Briarsong - 19 Moons - Warrior - 30/30 Health - In Camp

The cloud of voices and yowls of surprise claimed Briarsong's attention as she padded towards Snowecho and Horsetail's den. The sight of Vixenpaw surrounded by their clan-mates made her stomach twist in an awful manner, grief chilled her chest for the young she-cat. As Briarsong got closer she heard Horsetail questioning Snowecho but paid them no attention. Her grey gaze was attached to Vixenpaw's still body.

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Vixenpaw - 10 Moons - 0/0 Health - Camp/StarClan - Apprentice

Vixenpaw's spirit swirled from her graceful body. She wrapped her body around the medicine cats,
wreathed between the apprentices, whispering "Goodbye"s, before whirling
over to Icepaw. "You did good." Vixenpaw whispered. She'd try to see them next half moon, when they visited StarClan in their dreams. Vixenpaw purred before launching herself into the skies, walking in a grassy, quiet clearing.

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Snowecho - 23 moons - Medicine cat - Medicine cat den, Clan territory - Mentions: Open

Snowecho felt his heart burst at Vixenpaw's death, and without further notice stormed out. He could not believe it. An apprentice had died in his care and they had been unable to do anything to save her. "StarClan, I don't know what you're up to, but this is a bit too much don't you think?" He asked, tilting his head to the sky. He arrived close to the border and sat there, sulking over his failed task. "I would have understood an elder, but an apprentice? And from a rogue?" He looked up again. This very moment he doubted StarClan. What if they were not real? Maybe everyone was just having some kind of dream of the same cats. Maybe his natural instinct had guided him back, and the stories from his kit-hood made it out to be StarClan.

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Snowpaw |7 moons|Apprentice|18/18 heath|Currently in camp|Need mentor|OPEN|
Snowpaw couldn't take it anymore. Why? Why did that rouge hurt her! Snowpaw wanted to burst but didn't. Most of the clan was awake now. Snowpaw was so frustrated. Maybe it is a bad dream she thought but knew it wasn't. The world felt as it was a hollow shell about to split. She felt guilty she never really knew Vixenpaw. Snowpaw wanted to crumble. Don't cry she told herself.

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Featherheart - 15 Moons - warrior - 30/30 Health - Camp - mentions Foxpaw

Featherheart heard Foxpaw and ran over to her."Is everything ok Foxpaw you said something about someone being hurt is everything ok?"She said as she stopped in front of her.Featherheart looked around as she looked around for someone hurt.After all they got hurt cats all the time.Foxpaw said something about someone being hurt.Featherheart never liked when everyone was stressed.She Also liked to make sure everyone was Ok.And right now Foxpaw looked very stressed.*I might as well make sure everything is ok.*She thought to herself.She smelled blood she waited for Foxpaw to answer her.

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Nightwatcher | 20 Moons| Warrior| 30/30 Health| In Camp| Flowering foxglove branch tucked in ear|

Nightwatcher’s long ears twitched. “How did this happen?” She mewed, to practically anyone who was listening, It was hard to confront death like this when there had been so much peace and harmony. Who would kill an apprentice? A young one at that. Her wide blue eyes clouded thoughtfully.

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Mumblepaw | 9 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Snowecho

Mumblepaw would blink at Snowecho as he watched him rush out. The tall tom raced after him questioning him as much as his breath would let him. "Hey, hey. Is Vixenpaw okay? I need answers now. Please tell me she's alright I want to speak to her. Snowecho are you listening to me I'm talking to you. Tell me how Vixenpaw is right now... please.. I really, really need to know." Mumble never spoke so much in his life, nor sounded so worried.

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