Sweetleaf
Skyclan Warrior
The black and ginger molly was hiding quietly in a badger’s den since the fire had went out, the little molly’s eyes were halfway closed and had been coughing the entire night. While retreating from the fire, Sweetleaf had been separated from her family and friends due to a tree falling over which caused the trailway to become blocked. The little Skyclan warrior had hoped that her family and friends had managed to escape.. But the problem was, she didn’t know where to go.
The lands were in ruins.
Coughing, Sweetleaf had closed her eyes for a moment and let out a long sigh. She had been born a runt, her immune system wasn’t the strongest compared to other warriors. Would she even survive?
It wasn’t until Sweetleaf opened her eyes, and her eyes widened slightly. “Scorchmountain?!” Sweetleaf squeaked, stumbling back slightly in the den. Scorchmountain was certainly the last feline she expected to see, as she thought he had left the territories with his entire family
“What are you doing here?” Sweetleaf coughed, shaking her head slightly. Of course, her favorite Daredevil would travel within the flames and smoke to find her.
But did the clans leave already? How long had Scorchmountain been away from Skyclan?
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ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴋʏᴄʟᴀɴ
Ash and small tendrils of smoke tickled the tomcat’s throat, causing him to huff and clear his throat. Pale lavender eyes were going towards the love of his life as she hid within a badgers den, his eyes watching her sleep as he ensured that her chest was rising and falling. She’s alive. He reassured himself, even though Sweetleaf had no idea how he felt about her, but there was no way in StarClan he was leaving her behind. Ears suddenly twitched when he heard that sweet voice, smiling to himself as he coughed and nodded. “About time you woke up.” He hummed, finally standing up and groaning slightly as the massive tomcat shook out his ash and soot covered pelt.
Numerous burns and singed fur patched his pelt, but he wouldn’t change anything. Looking back at Sweetleaf as she looked up at him in shock, humming as he lowered his head in order to gaze at her. “As if I would let you get lost on your own.” He smiled to himself, the tips of his white tail twitching slightly as he took a few steps back so she could crawl out of the den. “Can you come out? Are you hurt anywhere?” He questioned, whiskers trembling with nervous energy.