Confusion. {Open}

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The tom had gotten up, and when she came at him, he braced himself. When she had came, he used his head to butt her back, back towards the rock once more.

He hoped that he slammed her into it, because if he messed up, his spine would probably be covered in large scratches from her.

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You Did This

Right before Sootclaw head-butted her back toward the rock, she had swiped at his face, feeling one claw rip across the tom's muzzle. But the pride diminished quickly as she was thrown back to the rock. Panic hit her the second before it happened. She knew precisely where the sharp edge of the rock was, and her spine was headed straight for it. Pure survival instinct took over, and her body twisted in a vain attempt to escape the claws of death.

It worked. Partly. Her body had flung her spine out to the side, saving it from destruction. But she had still hit something vital. The next thing she knew, a sharp, sheering pain exploded at the back of her head. It was greater than the sharpest claw, or the deepest gash, and it took her breath away in a single gasp. Vaguely she felt her body fall to the ground, but at the same time she didn't. All she was aware of was the amazingly throbbing pain in her skull, and black dots appearing in her vision. Her hearing and smell were muffling as she lay there choking, coughing up blood.

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That made SootClaw panic. He looked around, and tried to nudge CedarClaw up.

"C-Come on. Get up.. Get up.."

He murmured, his fur prickling with unease and dismay.

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Don't Say Goodbye

The warrior could barely hear him. She coughed up another mouthful of blood, the foul taste staying in her mouth. She let out a screech, full of fear and hate, and looked up at the warrior. He had done this. Is only she could have moved, she would claw that expression right off his face. But soon her own thoughts were slipping away. More and more black spots were appearing, blocking him off from sight. Her eyes flickered, then they closed. Her body flayed in a spasm as it tried to recover, but her mind was leaving her physical body behind. If she could have known what was happening, she would have been afraid. Very afraid. But she couldn't, and she wasn't. Cedarclaw slipped into unconsciousness.

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"No!"

He screeched on the top of his lungs, his fur prickling with worry.

He grabbed her scruff, and started to drag her back to camp, but decided that it might be easier to try to carry her on his back. He knew it wouldn't work, so he just went faster, trying to get her to camp quickly.

"CedarClaw, don't go, please!"

He whispered in a hushed voice, for he didn't want anyone to hear him say that.

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Swiftfire nodded at Cedarclaw's reply as the green thing struggled to escape. A voice from behind made her spine tingle. It was Sootclaw! I'd thought he'd left, that no good piece of fox-dung, she thought as she looked on. The conversation that occurred though, made her growl and lash her tail. Cedarclaw replied though for both of them as her claws dug into the ground as angerily as the other she-cat's.

Then everything changed from just hateful words to a full-blown attack, claws unsheathed, with Cedarclaw and Sootclaw. Swiftfire took a step back to get out of the way of the two tumbling cats. Her eyes grew wide. Clan members were not supposed to attack eachother like this and the sight terrified her. Both were getting very close to a rock with a particulary sharp point and her mouth opened, letting the grasshopper drop.

Cedarclaw got away from the rock once, then was pushed towards it again and this time she hit the point near her head. Her warrior friend fell limp, blood and all. Staring wildly at the scene she felt numb and then a rush of pure anger hit her along with a sharp retort that held a few foul words. Swiftfire held it back though as she began to walk up to the pair of cats. Cedarclaw was uncouncious now and Sootclaw looked like a mother festering over his kit. He tried to drag her, but it took too much effort. She followed though with rushed paws.

"Sootclaw, let me help you carry her! If it's just you it'll take longer, but together a lot faster," she meowed at the tom as she came up beside them, sniffing the she-cat. With a glance at Sootclaw's eyes she added,"I also don't want to hear anything about me being to weak to be of any help. A warrior is a warrior no matter what." Swiftfire began to nudge under Cedarclaw's belly to begin to get the warrior on her back, but she turned her gaze towards the tom. "Well? Get under her too, mousebrain."

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SootClaw paused, and basically froze. He wanted to do this by himself.

"I-I-I got it."

He mumbled a "please," but it was probably too quiet to hear.

He grabbed her scruff once more, and dragged her much quicker, trying to get out of sight of SwiftFire. Along the way of dragging her, with his mouth full of fur, he mumbled.

"Don't go, CedarClaw, just don't."

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As the tom said he wanted to do it by himself, she just snorted, but allowed him to carry poor Cedarclaw. Swiftfire kept up steadily with the tom though, but knew one thing was for certain, if the medicene cat didn't see the warrior soon something bad would happen.

"Well, if your going to do it by yourself, fine, but I'm going to get help," she said as she ran by Sootclaw. Not waiting for an answer, she galloped faster, trying to find Foxstar's trail. Surely she was only a few leaps ahead of them.

"Foxstar! Moonspirit! Anyone! Help!," she yowled as she neared the camp.