12-06-2019, 11:31 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]/tw: blood throughout, disembowelment in italicized paragraphs 5-7
She could hear screaming and smell blood- a horrible combination, and one that she had experienced far too many times.
Without sparing a thought to who the unfamiliar screams might be coming from, or whose blood it might be, Rin bolted towards the borders, following the metallic tang in her nose. The biting wind only seemed to make the scent stronger, harsher- blood dripping onto the snow in front of her, staining her paws, the tendrils creeping towards her eyes-
The sound of Lemy's voice, apparently concerned, briefly jolted her out of her swirling thoughts. He was talking to someone. The someone probably wasn't dead. Still needed help, she was sure. She had to get there. Even as her muscles cried out in protest from the sudden strain, she rushed towards the source of the bleeding. No one else had to die this season.
As the two came into view, Rin skidded to a stop. A stranger wailed, covering his head with his paws, apparently confused about what was "wrong" with him. Lemy watched with a strange grin, even a light giggle. Her eyes flickered over to the bleeding creature on the ground-
gray fur, tiny frame, empty violet eyes
vicious gouges in the stomach
no saving them this time.
Rin dug her claws into the ground, her breathing growing shallow and rapid, but she narrowed her gaze onto one intact bit of flesh- brown, she repeated to herself, brown and elongated and floppy. Cartilage, extended. Long ears. Rabbit. "Rabbit," she murmured under her breath, forcing her fur to lie flat. Rabbit, not cat. Prey, not clanmate.
Tearing her eyes off of the torn-up rabbit, she looked down at the soil and started counting. One pebble, two pebbles, three pebbles, four. Nobody sentient had been hurt. No Elysite had been hurt. Someone was here and confused and needed help but nobody was going to die.
Looking up, finally, at the stranger, Rin furrowed her brows. "What is your name?" she said softly, sheathing her claws, but keeping her distance. If he happened to be in a similar state as she had almost slipped into, then getting closer might scare him. "Are you hurt?" He didn't look injured, but asking questions might help her figure out the problem, or at least eliminate some options.
After a moment, she shot Lemy a glance. Now wasn't the time to ask why he was out wandering while concussed, not with an emotionally-distressed newcomer present, but she would have to corral him back into the medic's quarters as soon as the newcomer was taken care of. Of course, if it were her suffering from a concussion, she probably wouldn't be obeying any bedrest orders either, but as a trained medic she felt some obligation to at least try to get him to.
She could hear screaming and smell blood- a horrible combination, and one that she had experienced far too many times.
Without sparing a thought to who the unfamiliar screams might be coming from, or whose blood it might be, Rin bolted towards the borders, following the metallic tang in her nose. The biting wind only seemed to make the scent stronger, harsher- blood dripping onto the snow in front of her, staining her paws, the tendrils creeping towards her eyes-
The sound of Lemy's voice, apparently concerned, briefly jolted her out of her swirling thoughts. He was talking to someone. The someone probably wasn't dead. Still needed help, she was sure. She had to get there. Even as her muscles cried out in protest from the sudden strain, she rushed towards the source of the bleeding. No one else had to die this season.
As the two came into view, Rin skidded to a stop. A stranger wailed, covering his head with his paws, apparently confused about what was "wrong" with him. Lemy watched with a strange grin, even a light giggle. Her eyes flickered over to the bleeding creature on the ground-
gray fur, tiny frame, empty violet eyes
vicious gouges in the stomach
no saving them this time.
Rin dug her claws into the ground, her breathing growing shallow and rapid, but she narrowed her gaze onto one intact bit of flesh- brown, she repeated to herself, brown and elongated and floppy. Cartilage, extended. Long ears. Rabbit. "Rabbit," she murmured under her breath, forcing her fur to lie flat. Rabbit, not cat. Prey, not clanmate.
Tearing her eyes off of the torn-up rabbit, she looked down at the soil and started counting. One pebble, two pebbles, three pebbles, four. Nobody sentient had been hurt. No Elysite had been hurt. Someone was here and confused and needed help but nobody was going to die.
Looking up, finally, at the stranger, Rin furrowed her brows. "What is your name?" she said softly, sheathing her claws, but keeping her distance. If he happened to be in a similar state as she had almost slipped into, then getting closer might scare him. "Are you hurt?" He didn't look injured, but asking questions might help her figure out the problem, or at least eliminate some options.
After a moment, she shot Lemy a glance. Now wasn't the time to ask why he was out wandering while concussed, not with an emotionally-distressed newcomer present, but she would have to corral him back into the medic's quarters as soon as the newcomer was taken care of. Of course, if it were her suffering from a concussion, she probably wouldn't be obeying any bedrest orders either, but as a trained medic she felt some obligation to at least try to get him to.
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