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[sup]© tikki[/sup]IT MUST BE BELIEVED TO BE SEEN
Although Moth had been showing signs of an illness, she hadn't thought that it was that just yet. She hadn't been able to connect the dots of what had happened to her parents those years ago to what was happening to her right now. Of course, if it had happened sooner and she could remember what everything was right away she'd think to be more careful, think to make sure she stayed away from the border just in case. For now, the fox simply thought that she was simply overworking herself, and it just kept getting worse because she wasn't able to make herself stop. There was too much going on in Tanglewood for her to do so. Too many members of the group were getting injured or were joining on the border as such, and she needed to do research so that she could help Ares since the younger female was now back in the swamp seeking help for her outbursts. There was simply too much to do and it made it so Moth couldn't worry about her own health.
She should have thought to do so, but her mind always wondered to other things, especially when the smell of blood reached her nostrils. At first, Moth didn't recognize the smell of blood to be prey, she had simply smelled blood and quickly made her way over, ears pinned to her head the second she realized her stupidity. It wasn't a clanmate in need but it was a creature that would need her. She wasn't hungry - hadn't been for a while and had been eating less as of late - and so she moved forward, cooing at the small prey creature to get it to calm down before she looked at the wound to get to work. That's when she noticed it was a bite wound, and quickly ears pricked and she looked around, trying to find the culprit, and hoping it was a clanmate that had simply lost their prey for whatever reason.
She should have thought to do so, but her mind always wondered to other things, especially when the smell of blood reached her nostrils. At first, Moth didn't recognize the smell of blood to be prey, she had simply smelled blood and quickly made her way over, ears pinned to her head the second she realized her stupidity. It wasn't a clanmate in need but it was a creature that would need her. She wasn't hungry - hadn't been for a while and had been eating less as of late - and so she moved forward, cooing at the small prey creature to get it to calm down before she looked at the wound to get to work. That's when she noticed it was a bite wound, and quickly ears pricked and she looked around, trying to find the culprit, and hoping it was a clanmate that had simply lost their prey for whatever reason.
MOTH KINGMAKER - TANGLEWOOD - PENNED BY TIKKI - BIO