Sweet, Sweet Revenge (Falcon)

[Falcon]

Snakeheart let out a choaked snarl, like a mountain lion as she leapt at the apprentice her claws digging into his flesh

[Fiction]

The apprentice hissed at the pain. He struggled to get out of her grasp, but ultimately failed. Yarrowpaw choked and hissed and growled as he writhed under his mentor's fierce claws.

[Wolf]

Rainshadow jumped forwards, green eyes wide. "Snakeheart stop!" She yowled. "Anyone would be suspicious at seeing a StarClan cat here. Come back over here. Please." She mewed, trying to diffuse the furious she-cat and prevent her from harming the younger cat. The star furred warrior lashed her tail in worry, ears pinned slightly back. "There is no need to fight."

[Falcon]

The she-cat's eye once filled with blood lust and fury now look hazy and confused, she lets Yarrowpaw go let he's a dead mouse and just looks around

[Fiction]

The ginger apprentice pants hard on the ground, white muzzle stained with blood. He looks like a small bloody mess, but luckily nothing will be permenant. Yarrowpaw doesn't say anything, he just tries to get control of his body.

[Wolf]

The lithe she-cat padded over to Snakeheart and laid her tail over the russet cat's shoulders. "Easy." She mewed softly into her ear. "It's alright. Relax." Rainshadow soothed, looking over at Yarrowpaw. "Are you okay?" Her glowing green eyes seemed to gleam with some sort of compassion for the cats, something not usually seen in a StarClan cat when surrounded by Dark Forest cats.

[Falcon]

Snakeheart mumbles something about guarding borders her body tense as if expecting an ambush to come out of the dark trees

[Fiction]

"What so you think?" Yarroepaw managed to spit out. His whole body was vibrating from the deep wounds Snakeheart had given him. She had clawed him many times, but not like that. "This will hurt in the morning." His eyes snapped wide open. "Tommorow! I can't be in my nest suddenly covered in scars!" Yarrowpaw struggled to get up, but helped with pain and fell again.

[Wolf]

Rainshadow glanced anxiously at Snakeheart before padding over to the young cat, sniffing at a couple bloodied slashes. "There should be cobwebs around here somewhere, this is the Dark Forest after all..." In case Yarrowpaw reacted badly to that, she added, "Don't move, it will only make the wounds worse." The StarClan warrior padded back to Snakeheart, licking the she-cat's ear comfortingly. "Relax, everything is fine." She soothed.

[Falcon]

Snakeheart stares at Rainshadow blankly, as if unaware she's even there at all, she was back to wandering around in the fog of her mind

[Fiction]

Yarrowpaw's face knit into a scowl, but he knew there was nothing he could do. It was terrible, being dependent on one cat. but the ginger Tom waited patiently for his treatment, still wincing at times from the wounds

[Wolf]

Rainshadow trotted off into the trees and reappeared a few moments later with cobweb wrapped around one of her paws. When she reached Yarrowpaw, the StarClan she-cat settled down beside him and pressed cobweb against his seeping wounds. The sticky white threads soaked up the apprentice's blood and she nodded, satisfied for the moment with the progress. She then stood up, walked over to Snakeheart, and began licking the she-cat's ear and cheek. "Come back. Get out of there and come back." Her voice was smooth and gentle, trying to urge the Dark Forest cat back into the present.

[Falcon]

Snakeheart blinked slowly, being pulled out of her mind by Rainshadow's voice "am I need for a patrol?" she mumbles

[Wolf]

"No, no it's alright. Come lie down, you need to rest." She soothed, pointing her tail to a spot nearby where Yarrowpaw lay and padding over. Her ears flicked in invitation though her green gaze was shining with concern. Rainshadow shot a look of concern at the wounded young apprentice before focusing her eyes back on Snakeheart.

[Falcon]

Snakeheart padded over slowly "am I sick?" she asked in confusion, almost like a kit again