!! - pa N ic ]

[dream.]

[ m o t t l e d paw ♥ thunder c l a n ]
- d r e and f r o only please -

A light , yet chilling breeze swept around paws , dappled with different shades of amber and smoky black , as they pounded lightly across the forest floor . Ears flattened and eyes narrowed , this small feline was focused on her journey , and nothing more . She skidded to a halt at ThunderClan`s camp entrance , and forced her way ungracefully through the thorn barrier . Running wildly across camp to the medicine cat`s den , Mottledpaw ignored the bewildered and alarmed stares of her fellow clanmates , took a deep breath , and positively bellowed the name .
"H I D D E N H E A R T !! Hiddenheart come quickly , it`s .. i - it`s Dreamstar !! She`s .."
The small medicine cat apprentice could not bring herself to finish the sentence . The thought was too alarming .
Their leaders life hung on every second they wasted ..

The kits were coming .

[&& . frozen [ once | again ]]

W H Y W A S T E T H I S M O M E N T _________________ ♥

"Thyme, marigold, catnip ..." Hiddenheart counted her herb supply when suddenly Mottledpaw burst into the camp. She could smell fear and hear the panic in her apprentice's voice. H I D D E N H E A R T !! Hiddenheart come quickly , it`s .. i - it`s Dreamstar !! She`s .. Hiddenheart froze, the fur on her neck rising. The kits. Oh yes, she knew. Dreamstar herself told her. And Hiddenheart also made a promise, one that would ruin her medicine cat life forever ... Hiddenheart shook the thought away and raced back to get some herbs. She grabbed Borage in case Dreamstar didn't have milk right away. She grabbed Chervil Root, Dock leaves, Juniper berries, Water mint, and poppy seeds just in case. It took her three trips before she hauled it all out of her den.

"Here, Mottledpaw. Help me take these to Dreamstar," she gasped, taking most of the herbs in her mouth. Making sure Mottledpaw was following her, the calico set out. Hopefully she wouldn't need to use most of the herbs she brought along. Hopefully she got there before the kits came. Tears streamed down Hiddenheart's face as she raced through the forest. What if Mottledpaw wasn't ready?

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