Post by Fuzzymind on Dec 15, 2012 22:05:06 GMT -5
This RP is private between Icecloud and I!
Feel free to read along but you are not allowed to join in. Thanks!
It was the middle of the night and a large amount of snow covered the Thunderpath and swampy land. Actually, it was still snowing. It had been snowing the entire time Fuzzymind had started his journey back to the forest.[/b]
Sure, frozen grass was better than treading on flat frozen Twoleg rock, but the MedicineCat couldn't even feel half of each leg as he forced them to trudge forward. He swore he saw icicles hanging off his whiskers as well, but he may be hallucinating after having little sleep the last three days. The last days he spent in the Twoleg City streets were interrupted by StarClan's constant nagging orders to return to the clans, and even though he insisted he would never go back, here he was.
Yes, here he was freezing his tail off on probably the coldest leaf-bare night, setting a course to the flat and even windier piece of land that his old clan mates may or my not still live on. Great.
The black tom still had a ways to go too. He was walking on what should be the ShadowClan borderline. That is, if it was marked. There was no scent what-so-ever, but Fuzzymind could tell by his snow covered surroundings that he definitely knew where he was.
What would await him, when he got back? If any of his old clanmates were still around, he knew he would be chased away again. What would happen after that? Where would he go? Back to the city? Camp out in Fourtrees to explain to all of the clans about his situation? Join another clan? He looked to his right at the icy swamp and pine covered land. ShadowClan? No...no... they already have a MedicineCat. One that was kind, caring, smart, beati-
Fuzzymind let out a surprised yowl as the snow collapsed and caved in beneath him. He tried in vain as he attempted to grasp the ground beneath him, but his claws were not suited to gripping dirt. Instead, they shred the soil as he fell down into the opening of the twoleg-made tunnel that ran beneath the Thunderpath.
Dazed, he slowly and clumsy got back on the paws he had pretty much lost all feeling in. The way he stupidly fell through wasn't very far from the surface. If he paid attention to where he was stepping, he could have easily avoided it. A normal cat could climb out within a few seconds, and on a day that was nice and sunny, he could too. However, the path out was slick. His steel claws had no grip on these types of weather conditions. Even after ten tries, his escape attempts failed horribly. The tom made sure to look behind him, towards the other opening that led to ThunderClan's territory, but that way was nearly blocked up with snow.
He was trapped.
There was no use in calling for help. There were no cats out there close enough to hear him, if there were any at all. He was cold and frozen to the bones and shivering like a scared kit. Fuzzymind's legs gave out, and he collapsed on the cold ground. He was exhausted, and there was no way out.
Well this is just WONDERFUL. He thought I come here to help the clans, and I end up helpless in a ditch I'll probably die in!
The MedicineCat curled up into a tight furry black ball and slowly closed his blue eyes. Before he drifted into a dark dreamless sleep, he murmured grumpily "S-starC-c-clan, if yo-o-ou c-can hear m-m-me, I n-need yo-o-our help. I don-n't c-c-care how.... I've given-n-n up t-t-too m-m-much for you d-dead r-rabbit-br-rained cat-t-ts to wat-t-c-ch as I fr-fr-freeze t-t-to d-death-th in h-h-h-here!"
~ *** The Next Morning *** ~
The tom grunted and began to stir, as he thought he heard a noise somewhere close. He wasn't sure. He was so numb... so cold. Fuzzymind may have appeared to have frozen to death, but he wasn't dead though- not yet.
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RP Character Count: ~3660
