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"Silver!"

Wildheart's cry rang out. He rushed to her side, his electric orange eyes wide as could be as he looked at her wounds, the clear, unfamiliar substance intermingled with the blood that trickled from her wounds.

"Please," Wildheart glanced solemnly at the skies, as if desperately crying out to Starclan, before his painfully stinging eyes fell upon Silver again. "No, no... You-- you can't die!" He fought the tears that seemed inevitable, his voice cracking and his breaths labored. He held up her delicate, pearlescent white wing in his black and gold one, gently placing another on top of it.
 
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"We've got to get her to your medicine den," he said sharply. It was his fault that this unknown hen was lying here, dying, bleeding. If he had struck just a second earlier . . . he cursed himself silently. "That rooster, Aspspur, is notorious for coating his spurs in the venom of Rattlesnakes before a battle. If you don't get her an antidote soon, she will die."

Iceberry hauled the larger hen onto her back "Come, I have an idea" She raced forwards, bringing Silvermist with her

The black rooster, a Crevecoeur, nodded, and supported the other half of Silvermist. She was lighter than he'd expected.
 
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"We've got to get her to your medicine den," he said sharply. It was his fault that this unknown hen was lying here, dying, bleeding. If he had struck just a second earlier . . . he cursed himself silently. "That rooster, Aspspur, is notorious for coating his spurs in the venom of Rattlesnakes before a battle. If you don't get her an antidote soon, she will die."

the black rooster removes a vial and pours it down silvermist throat "always have one with me"

"Good," the black rooster nodded approvingly. "That's a good first dose, but she's going to need continuous antidote therapy before she'll show improvement."
 
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Yellow eyes focused on Wildheart for a moment, a silent tear forming in the corner of one of them. With amazement, Silvermist looked between her wing, and Wildheart, shaking her head softly, slowly. "Sorry," her voice could barely be heard, an echo in a sea of shouts. "Be--Be careful," she coughed. "With berries." She smiled.
 
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the black rooster removes a vial and pours it down silvermist throat "always have one with me"

"Good," the black rooster nodded approvingly. "That's a good first dose, but she's going to need continuous antidote therapy before she'll show improvement."

"i have some more, i always have it, just in case"
 
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Iceberry hauled the larger hen onto her back "Come, I have an idea" She raced forwards, bringing Silvermist with her

The black rooster, a Crevecoeur, nodded, and supported the other half of Silvermist. She was lighter than he'd expected.

Iceberry led them a bit further into the trees until a small path could be visible on the ground. Eventually the path led to a small tunnel leading into the ground under the roots of a huge tree. The tunnel was pitch black but eventually a light could be seen in a den off to the side. "Fireflower!" Iceberry panted, bringing Silvermist into the den "You have to help me"

Fireflower stared at Silvermist for a moment "Bring her in" She led them to a small nest supported by a hollowed out log

Iceberry laid Silvermist in the nest and turned to Fireflower "She was hit by a rooster with rattlesnake venom on his spurs"

Fireflower nodded briefly "Ok, I think I have the right stuff"
 
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Yellow eyes focused on Wildheart for a moment, a silent tear forming in the corner of one of them. With amazement, Silvermist looked between her wing, and Wildheart, shaking her head softly, slowly. "Sorry," her voice could barely be heard, an echo in a sea of shouts. "Be--Be careful," she coughed. "With berries." She smiled.

Wildheart cradled the limp Silvermist wearily in his wings as she was handed to him. He heard nothing of the surrounding bustle, his electric orange eyes worriedly looking down at her. A weak smile cracked on the edge of his beak in reply.

I have to go. Yet again. I just can't win tonight
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Nightwhisper felt awkward standing there,but there was nothing he could really do. He didn't think it would seem really nice to head back to camp,so he watched as Fireflower treated Silvermist. He did know one thing,though. He would soon feel the satisfaction of ripping Aspspur to pieces. The very thought made him smile."I've dealt with larger problems than him before" he thought,sighing. Much Larger Problems.

(Bye,Birdnut!
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