Moon 13, part 6
Tw: Animal injury, attempted murder
This is a pretty long part!
It was just a normal patrol. Leopardscut takes Cinnamonpuddle and Rimeheart to mark the borders and then they go back to camp. It’s easy. It’s SUPPOSED to easy. You may run into another clan or two, maybe all three, but keep calm and they won’t attack.
And to be fair, they didn’t attack, but there was a badger in the den that they still needed to address. Cinnamonpuddle perked up at the sound of water… and screaming. Rimeheart didn’t hear it at first, but then he realized exactly what that was…
The waterfall. He’s been there once, but there typically wasn’t screaming in the lake it flowed into… Cinnamonpuddle dashed off, Rimeheart following behind. Leopardscut was confused, but she followed as well…
What they saw was… interesting, to say the least. A group of loners were throwing themselves into the water, which was starting to be stained red by something’s blood. Something was thrashing in the water… no, multiple things. Another cat was standing at the top, but Rimeheart couldn’t see them clearly. They were yowling something to the carnage below, but it was hard to get the words with the splashing drowning it out.
After a moment, the figures became clear… that was a twoleg… and a strange brown object. Cinnamonpuddle started swimming like her life depended on it.
The loners fought the twoleg.
It dropped the object.
Cinnamonpuddle swam towards the object, slowly losing breath…
…Slowly…
…She grabbed on…
…And didn’t let go…
…Until…
…
…
A loud splash came from the waters as the cats that fought the twoleg rushed to help. The cat sitting at the top even climbed down to assist.
Cinnamonpuddle was pulled out of the waters, hacking and coughing… and… another, heavily injured cat was pulled out of the water as well. His mouth started to bleed as he was brought onto the surface.
Rimeheart recognized one of the cats that helped them, but clearly… she was not in a great mood. “Gods, why did he want to drown ‘im? I don’t care that he’s old and still breathing, that human is a sick bastard! Lily, come with me. I celebrate your heroics, but you’re much too young to deal with what you just saw. Canary, talk with them, will you?”
The cat walked away, the younger of the two cats, probably apprentice-aged, followed her. The large, burly tom was left behind.
“Bring him to your place. His collar said “Swashbuckler.” You have a healer?”
Leopardscut spoke, a little intimidated at the large cat. “Uhh… yeah. We have two. I’m not sure if that’s gonna be enough to-“
“He’ll be well. I’m sure of it. And so will your friend. Can you carry them?”
Rimeheart spoke up again… “I think so. Thanks for your help, Canary!”
“No problem.”
The Clan (with some help) saved an old cat being drowned by a twoleg. Swashbuckler has joined the Clan.
Swashbuckler has a broken jaw.
Cinnamonpuddle inhaled a lot of water while rescuing the old cat.
(Leopardscut: A muscular, long-furred tortie orange and brown she-cat)
(Cinnamonpuddle: A medium-furred brown she-cat)
(Rimeheart: A short-furred greenish-yellow and white tom)
(Swashbucker: A short-furred mottled brown tom)
(???: A very tall, medium furred half-orange, half striped black she-cat)
(Lily: A short-furred tabby brown and white she-cat)
(Canary: A very large, long-furred orange tabby tom)
Sorry this took forever! I hope it was worth the wait!
Also “badger in the den” is cat for “elephant in the room.”