Back in Black [Berrypaw's return] May 13, 2017 16:47:55 GMT -5
Post by Hellion on May 13, 2017 16:47:55 GMT -5
Berrypaw & Amara
"The border is right ahead right?" Was the soothing voice of Amara the tom beside her limped heavily but managed to nod. Berrypaw was finally strong enough to travel back to TreeClan after spending a good moon of life yowling in pain and waiting for his wounds to heal. Amara had did her best to tend to the black tom-cat but there was little she could do. She didn't know how to heal, which explained Berrypaw's current condition.
His left hind leg was scarred and fur hadn't fully grown back yet. Memories of the attack were fuzzy but Berrypaw had a good idea that Demon had swung him about by that leg. Berrypaw still winced with every few pawsteps because of the pain but it was getting better. What he needed was time. Amara turned to look back at him. The russet coated she-cat was a gift from StarClan as far as Berrypaw was concerned. She had saved him from Demon's foul mouth by coming to his rescue. She claimed that Demon had tossed him into a thicket near his den and she heard Berrypaw's yowl and without fear rushed to help him.
Berrypaw made few memories of the early days in Amara's care. The she-cat had used moss to give him water, brought him food when he was hungry and generally nursed him back to health but couldn't do anything for his pain. Amara offered plenty of times to carry him back to TreeClan but Berrypaw declined. Amara's den was near Demon's and that meant the lynx could be on the prowl at any moment. He didn't want to risk being caught again by him and end up getting Amara killed in the process. They had to wait until he was healed enough to move faster then a half-dead snail. That took nearly all of leafbare simply because the lack of food made growing stronger difficult.
"Can we go the entire way into camp? I don't want to wait at the border," He asked her, which she nodded in agreement. Slowing down to allow the tom to lean on her a little more, Amara walked with him into TreeClan's territory.
The walked in silence for awhile, Amara remained vigilant about the area around her. Berrypaw tried to focus on walking without limping, the more he favored the limb the worse it would become. The walk from the edge of the valley territory down into TreeClan's territory was uneventful. As the scent of home hit his nose he became more and more excited, his tail lashing happily until he saw the entrance to the camp.
Trying to run toward it, it quickly became apparent the best he could do was an awkward skipping sort of run. Amara kept close to him, nervous for being in TreeClan's territory and surprised no one had caught them. She blamed it on the fact they were returning in the early hours of evening, most likely everyone was a sleep.
"I'm back!" Berrpyaw yowled as he crashed into the camp clearing, Amara right behind him. She tensed up at the sight of various eyes poking out of the dens. This was only her third time in TreeClan's camp and she didn't feel welcome even if she was bringing home one of their Clanmates.
Tag: Fawntastic Zeneka
Note: good thing Demon didn't kill his spirit.