Rasputin's heavy paw steps slowed to a stop as he reached five pointed boulders; tall and towering like silent stone trees. The past day of his journey had been smothered in cat scent as he crossed a border line following the river. Here, that scent along with four others converged. He didn't know what this meant, and his shaking legs drained his thought from him.
The gargantuan tom thudded his hindquarters onto the ground, turning his front paws up to look at them. His tufted ears drooped as he saw their state. Bloody, torn, sore beyond belief; his paranoid mind thought he saw bone in the left one. Giving them a sniff, Rasputin felt dread as he smelt a sour, sickly scent coming from his left paw. It felt hot and pulsing, far worse than his right.
Laying on his side, he twisted like a pretzel to view his back feet. They were in an identical state, if not worse. With a heavy sigh, the tabby tom lay there, unmoving. He felt tired, exhausted and unhinged. A sorrow crushed his throat as he longed for the ginger she-cat again. Katherine.. where was she? Gone. Gone forever.
Rasputin pushed down the kitten mewl building in his throat and sighed. He will lie here for a while, just until his paws stopped aching, and then he would continue walking. Thunder rumbled in the distance but he ignored it, in fact, he prayed that the lightning coming would hit him - at least he'd be with Katherine again.
She'd been coming further and further away from her nest these days, preparing for the trip to her leafbare nest further into the valley. She'd come to the place the clans gathered once a season mostly because she wanted to take a practice trip to her leafbare nest back to her normal nest to see how long it took in decent weather. Because she'd have to leave before the snow set in or she would never get there safely.
The scent of a stranger hit her nose as she came closer to the large stones that made up the place known to the clans as StarClan's claws. She crept forward slowly, just in case they were hostile, until the scent of blood caught her and she moved faster. Someone was hurt. "Hello?" She called quietly, looking and following her nose and then her eyes at the bloody pawprints on the stone.
What she found was a massive tom laying there and looking not so good. She immediately went and pulled a strip of moss from one of the stones and brought to him, greatful for the moisture in the air that would give him something to drink. If only a little since she didn't want to run to the river and back. "Here, drink this." She pressed her nose against his shoulder, gently nudging him. "Are you concious?"
Rasputin heard a soft voice call out but chose to ignore it, believing it to be his mind playing tricks on him. The demons of grief were beginning to resurface, it seems,, just when he thought he had lost them back in the housefolk place. His ears folded flat against his head and he scrunched up his nose; trying to get the blood to rush through his head to drown out the voices.
"Here, drink this."
Drink? Demons didn't tell you to do that. Rasputin opened his eyes and blinked up at the scorching green eyes looming above him - an ominous rumble of thunder echoing across the grey sky. Who was this? There were still cats this far out? He knew he had smelt the borders but... to actually see another feline after weeks on end was... a very strange feeling.
"Are you conscious?"
"Conscious, aye, but I fear my soul has passed into heaven, for only there could I lay my eyes upon such a beauty." His voice rasped heavily, mostly from exhaustion than thirst but he still bowed his head gratefully and pressed his muzzle to the moss - drinking deeply. Although his words were flattering, Rasputin's lost eyes held no feeling behind them.
"Might I ask your name, madam?" Rasputin asked, remaining sprawled out on the ground - his paws still sore and torn up.
Jade blinked once as the strange cat met her eyes, tipping her head slightly at his words. "You're delirious with fever." She thought so anyway. She wasn't a medicine cat by any means, but he didn't seem like he was healthy. She looked to the darkening sky and made her choice. She wasn't leaving him this way. "My name is Jade, and I live around here." She ignored his flattery, pegging it for his injured and weakened state rather than the truth.
She nuzzled him several times, trying to figure out what she could do for him. Circling around several times and making sure he took a drink. "Can you stand at all? You're too big for me to drag you all the way back to my nest. It isn't safe here, exposed like this." She sniffed him again then followed her nose to his paws and winced. "Here, let me help you." All she knew to do was clean the wounds, so she fetched another glob of moss and squeezed it in her jaws, letting the water clean what it could from his paws. Once it stopped dripping she dropped it and sniffed at the wounds again. "I don't know what to do to help you. What's your name? Are you from one of the clans near here? Is there someone I can go and get to help you?"
@medusa Notes : Sorry for the wait. Let me know if you want to drop this.