Wrapped In Disease (OPEN!!)

[Ambrose]

OOC: Anyone, new or old, can join this thread!! I encourage anyone to a sick cat to head to Bluewing and Cherryfern's den!! I'm sure Sand and Avery would be really grateful if you did! c:
Wolf for mention of Smokestorm x

IC:

Another day, another duty.

A chilly dawn was set upon the forest, on one of the last days of leaffall. It pained Willowbranch to know leafbare was coming; it meant suffering for her Clan, and she did not want that. She longed to stay in the Warriors' Den, but duty called.
Willowbranch stumbled out of the Warriors' Den, her joints unusually weak and her throat raw and raspy. I can't be sick.. my Clan needs me! She shook her head, a dizzy sensation becoming clear to her. This can't be greencough. No way. I'm not letting that foxdung weaken me.. Willowbranch buckled with another cough. I won't go to the medicine cat den yet. It can't be that bad. She peeked inside the Warriors' Den again; she had merely stumbled weakly out of it earlier, unaware of what was happening. She noticed, by the lack of cats, that the dawn patrol had left - without her! Oh my StarClan! I must have really slept in! She noticed Smokestorm sleeping, and decided to wake him up; gently, of course. "Good morning, Smokestorm." Willowbranch rasped, sending herself into a coughing fit. 

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Misteye jolted awake from the coughing of a cat. He inwardly groaned, unhappy to be woken. He had no idea how late it was. It wasn`t like the sun could help or anything. After all, Misteye was born blind. Crankily, Misteye asked what was going on. He added a sacatsic comment at the end, wishing he could sleep in longer. The grey warrior picked himself up and slowly made way towards where he had heard the noise. Misteye caught the scent of Willowbranch as he neared. You would think Misteye would be embarrassed by his words but Misteye was too tired to care about being polite or anything of the sort.

[Wolf]

Smokestorm's dark grey ears pricked at his mate's raspy voice and he sleepily raised his head. He opened his mouth to respond and paused to breathe in, though his voice was caught in his throat, his eyes widening. "Willowbranch, you're sick!" He whispered, jumping from his nest and covering her face in worried licks. "You need to go see the medicine cats right now!" His broad, grey and white head butted against her shoulder, guiding the deputy out of the warrior's den. "How can you expect to keep up with your duties if you're ill?" The large tom scolded, though his gentle yellow gaze showed that he was only worried for his mate.

[Lionhearted]

Laurelheart's eyes widened at the sight of the deputy. She couldn't believe that Willowbranch, whom she always thought strong, was sick.

Unfortunately, so was she. Smiling tiredly at Willowbranch, she rasped, "I'm sure it'll get better." She was frightened of what could come upon her-- greencough could mean death-- but she was determined to push though. How was she still supposed to hunt for LeadClan?

[Whiteleaf]

A ginger and white figure was peacefully sleeping in one of the corners of the warriors den, dreaming of the exciting thrill of a hunt. but before the dream could come to a satisfying end, Whiteleaf heard the worrying sound of coughing. She opened her pale green eyes groggily, but the drowsiness left the experienced warrior as soon as she realized that it had been the Leaclan deputy. The she-cat rolled her eyes when she heard Misteye's complaint, silently wishing he'd show a little more respect. She sat up in her nest, thankful that the much needed Willowbranch's mate was taking no chances on her, especially since she was much need in the clan. but Whiteleaf's thoughts were disrupted by a weak-sounding voice from somewhere in the den. Turning around, she saw that it was Laurelheart, who didn't look too great herself. "You must go with them!" she warned firmly, concern showing in her eyes.

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Misteye sat straight and tall, looking very defiant. He showed no concern for any other cat right currently, as he was still both tired and annoyed. The beige tom's hazy green eyes faced where the source of the new sound of coughing. He immediately knew it was Laurelheart. Misteye didn't interact with this cat in particular but it sounded as if Laurelheart was also sick.

[Ambrose]

Is this the end of LeafClan? Willowbranch thought, her eyes flicking around the den. Many cats seemed lethargic, ill, and unready to hunt for the day. Willowbranch stood taller and tried to clear her throat. "Warriors of LeafClan," she croaked loudly. "I order anyone who is ill to stay in the camp today and go to Bluewing and Cherryfern. We can't have you get any worse, and we don't want your sickness on prey. As for prey, please don't share it either."

Willowbranch smiled as her worried mate comforted her. "Thanks, Smokestorm. I might... relax my duties today, I'm going to the medicine cat den." she rasped, using her mate as a crutch to bring her to the medicine cat den.

Willowbranch's ears perked as Laurelheart comforted her. She looked behind her. "Yeah, hopefully it will get better." she said, sickness obvious in her voice, only displayed further by a great sneeze, which she aimed at the ground. "I'm going to the medicine cat; please, sick cats, join me."

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Misteye sighed and rolled his eyes. Seriously? Straining her voice while she was sick? That wasn`t going to do much help for Willowbranch. With an annoyed snort, Misteye flicked his tail, pointing it in the direction of the exit. Misteye didn`t really feel any sympathy for any cat. It was only until he heard a wheeze when Misteye showed some concern. The smell hit him harsh. Misteye already knew this cat was coming this way. It barely concerned Misteye, as the beige warrior was sure this tom would only pass by.

A ginger tom padded into the den, his eyes weary and troubled. Blazepelt wheezed after trying to suppress a cough. With a small smile, aimed at Misteye, he croaked, asking what all the commotion was. His friend turned around, hazy green eyes glowing with annoyance. Blazepelt gave Misteye a confused look before padding over to Willowbranch, where everything seemed to be mainly centered. "Hello, Willowbranch. Cough, cough." Blazepelt greeted the deputy.

[Lionhearted]

Annoyance sparked in Laurelheart as Misteye snapped at Willowbranch. "No one's asking you to stay," she growled. Who was this tom to be rude and disrespectful to Willowbranch, who worked hard to keep thr Clan going? "She's the deputy, and she makes an effort to lead and keep the Clan alive. Give her a little space. If you're feeling uncomfortable and stuck here, I suggest you go somewhere else until this ends. Don't bring others down, all right?" Coughing, Laurelheart pushed past him and followed the chocolate-and-white deputy to the medicine den, dipping her head briefly to Blazepelt.

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Blazepelt watched the deputy with concern. He worried about Willowbranch and her well being. He hung on the thought of going to the medicine cat`s den, as Blazepelt had heard Willowbranch announce when the ginger warrior was in the clearing. Blazeplet din`t really want to go, but Willowbranch or one of the other cats would probably escort him to Bluewing and Cherryfern anyways. A growl from Laurelheart made Blazepelt momentarily look past his shoulders. He watche dthe she-cat walk by and greet him with a dip. Blazepelt frowned, wishing Misteye would be more friendly in the mornings. An urge told him to explain Misteye`s grumpyness to Laurelheart but something told him otherwise.

[Vinepool]

Spidershine padded out of the dark nursery in to the bright clearing. She was blinking slowly and yawning from her nap from a couple of minutes ago. She looked up at the clouded sky. She grumbled and rolled her eyes, she knew that Leaf-fall was coming. She glanced at the other cats in the clearing. She saw some of them were coughing. She watched as Willowbranch was being taken to the Medicine's cat den. She walked up to her old mentor Blazepelt and said," hello Blazeplet, nice to see you, remember me, Spidershine, your old apprentice". She ended her sentence with a huge cough. She burst out coughing and sneezing. After the coughing stopped she moaned unhappily. She thought mouse-dung, I'm sick with, well I don't know. I better go to the Medicine cat den to get check out. She smiled at Blazepelt and said," I gonna to the Medicine cat den, see you around". She padded over to the Medicine cat den.