PLOT: Unexpected

[me]

noleah (who plays Duststar) can't get online, so I guess it's just me with the deputy, and anyone else who plays a MireClan character can also join.

MireClan leader and deputy, sitting and talking about the omens and the puppy. (and after that, in the same thread, this happens) ThornClan leader wakes up, has eight lives left now. He can't risk going back to his camp so, weak and injured, he heads to the nearest refuge -- MireClan. He tells them what happened to him, and they are very shocked and surprised, although they can't risk a full-out attack, now that ThornClan has been made more numerous and even more of a formidable fighting force by the addition of ClawClan. They plot to attack ThornClan and throw out ClawClan soon, and let the ThornClan leader stay with them temporarily.

Ratbite looked around the camp and sighed, thinking of the many problems facing MireClan. She would have gone to Duststar to discuss some of them, but he seemed to be gone at at the moment, hunting or something.

First, from what she had heard, BreezeClan seemed to be very unstable, and unstable, unpredictable clans were never a good thing. Then that prophecy from StarClan had come, warning them to go find their "secret weapon"... which had turned out to be a puppy and was now her apprentice. Whatever great danger Wildpaw was supposed to protect MireClan from, Ratbite hoped that it would not be for a long time, until the puppy had gotten to reach her full-size. She definitely would not be much help in a battle right now. And the sunhigh border patrol had come back just a little while ago with the news that some loners had been rolling in MireClan scent marks and then had run right into the border patrol before escaping into the outlands.

She stood up from where she sat at the entrance of the leader's den looking out at the camp, and crossed it to the main entrance, which she was just about to go through and look for Duststar when she heard a cat approaching. Its gait was uneven, and, alarmed, she caught a powerful scent of blood. ThornClan blood.

[wolflover1458]

Specklestar had nearly reached the MireClan Camp. He had stood on the territory for a while, then decided he ought to find the camp. He needed to tell MireClan, and he was afraid those cats would come back. He thought he was near the camp, at least, because the scent of MireClan was overpowering. He didn't like it one bit, but he needed to come here. There was a strange scent too, that didn't seem completely MireClan, but since it wasn't the scent of those strange cats, he didn't have time to worry about it. He could hardly believe he had just gotten over his last fight, and he was wounded again. Nightshade would have told him off he had gone back to camp.

Just as he nearly reached the camp, he looked up and thought he might have seen a cat, then his strength him and he fell down. He could feel the blood trickling down his body, and the pain was intense. Specklestar struggled to get up again, then gave up and lay back down. If MireClan couldn't help him, no one could, and he would keep dying until all his lives were gone, and be dead like he would have been had he not gone. It was hard to believe the luck of the timing. Specklestar was going to get his Clan back, whatever it took, even help from a more-friendly enemy.

[me]

She saw the ThornClan leader there, and didn't believe it. He seems to have been hurt pretty bad -- what cat would hurt a leader? And why would he come here, instead of going to his own clans medicine cat? She cautiously stepped forward and looked at him closer...

Oh no. This was Specklestar. "I need the medicine cat here, right now! And someone to help me carry a sick cat!" She called.

Her apprentice, Wildpaw, a German shepherd puppy, dashed out of the apprentices den and came charging over. Great. Now the ThornClan leader would know that MireClan had a dog.

But... what did it really matter, anyway? The MireClan deputy had a sneaking suspicion that whatever had attacked him had been the same thing that their prophecy had warned them about. The grave danger that Wildpaw was supposed to protect them from.

Maybe while Specklestar was here, Wildpaw would protect him, too.

[wolflover1458]

Specklestar looked up, and officially freaked out. There was a dog in the MireClan camp. D-O-G, dog! What was it doing there? Cat Clans were cat Clans because they were cats. Dogs weren't even the type to talk cat or do anything to help them, they would attack them. Why was it there? Was MireClan allowing this? Was that what that smell he couldn't place was? A dog? No one in ThornClan would have known this without telling him, and he doubted GaleClan knew either. Why was there a dog? He couldn't fight off something like that. What would make MireClan that desperate? He didn't know, but if they weren't attacking it, they had to be with it. It didn't matter to Specklestar to much after his initial shock. He would take a tame dog over rogue cats any day. That was definitely better, and if a dog could keep MireClan safe, then maybe it could keep him safe as well.

He was much happier to see Ratbite. She must have good sense to have a dog around, but that was one question he would be asking right away. There might be pressing matters, but that was just as important. If MireClan was keeping it secret, how would they feel with him knowing? There was to much to think about for Specklestar. He tried to get up again and managed to get to his feet and stumble a few more steps.

[me]

"Sagesong! I need you here right now!" The MireClan deputy called again roughly in the direction of the medicine cat's den. She finally got a firm grip on the back of Specklestars neck and, with the assistance of her apprentice (who was proudly holding one of his hind legs in her mouth) dragged him towards the den.

The medicine cat was gone. "Great," Ratbite muttered, and turned to Wildpaw. "Go find her," she ordered, and the puppy, always eager to please, whacked her tail once and then dashed off into the swamp.

The deputy was no medicine cat, but she couldn't wait for her to arrive. The ThornClan leader needed help now. The bleeding... she knew how to stop that, and the storage of cobwebs was just about... here! She swatted her paw frantically at the pile of small wispy things, collecting a bunch on her paw pad, and then did her best to spread them over the worst of the wounds.