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Vermilioninferno turned his head away from the private, heart wrenching scene of the two sisters, swallowing a lump in his throat as he dazedly stared at Goldengriffon and the morphing of his facial features. Anxiety prickled at his heart and he took an aborted step back at the energy pulsing off of the deputy.
While Sweetsacrifice was silent – either out of increasing shock due to the severity of her injuries or because she couldn't form the words due to the pain – Draven let out a roar of indignation at the attack by his deputy. His subordinate. The tom who was supposed to be submissive and yield to him as guardian of spring. He was their rightful leader, and he was being attacked by his second in command. Now nothing would stop the clan from going up against him. The evil of SpringClan would win. Again.
Using his hind feet to kick at the golden tom and launch him off of himself, Draven stumbled to a stand, glaring madly at his former friend. "She knew the penalty of interfering in my affairs. Everyone knows not to get in my way. It's not my fault. If you want someone to blame, blame StarClan. Blame your ancestors who even in death seek only to torment me."
Inksplash gasped horrified at the sight of Sweetsacrifice's injuries. Her mother was out of sight now, having gathered a few cats and got them out. Bringing her back into the thick of it would only give Draven a target.
Which meant Inksplash needed to do something.
The white and black she cat abandoned her efforts in the nursery to instead rush for the medicine cat den. Her mother had spent so much time there Inksplash at least knew the basics. She gathered a pawful of cobwebs and hurried over. She hadn't immediately seen marigold and had thus grabbed for what she knew was of immediate importance, stopping the bleeding.
"Here!" Inksplash said sliding down beside Softbriar with her pawful of cobwebs. "We can try to wrap her injuries! Stop the bleeding."
Though her wounds were bad and numerous, and looking at them now Inksplash felt uncertain where to begin, before she grabbed a few and pressed it against the biggest wound she could see.
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Cardinalsong hared after Sakurablossom, heart pounding in his chest. Breath caught in his throat. Would they be too late? Would Draven have been able to take a life of someone or worse in the time he was gone?
The thought made Cardinalsong quicken his pace, right at the healers tail.
