From Near Death To Head Over Heals In Love (Flashgorse)

[Firefly]

Mapleheart where leading her brother and sister back to Lynxclan and they where near the top of the mountain almost to their camp when they had to leap from ledge to ledge with a river thousands of feet below. Anyone who fell would surely die. Mapleheart went first to make sure the path was safe for her siblings. On the last leap her back paws missed the ground and she was hanging just by her front claws. She scrambled to get a grip and pull herself up and she almost did until the rocks at the edge gave way and she tumbled head over heals through the air falling for what felt like an eternity. She screamed and clawed at the air hoping to get a grip on something, anything. When she hit the water all her breath was driven out of her and she fell into darkness as she was knocked out.

With no force against it the river quickly swept her body down the mountains over waterfalls battering as she went but somehow always keeping her head above the water so she didn't drown. She went under from time to time but she always popped back up. Eventually she was washed to shore in the Blizzardclan territory where her limp body lay unmoving. Her chest didn't even seem to move from her breaths. To anyone who saw her they would think she was dead and she certainly should be. She had cracked her head against a rock and it opened a deep gash in it causing it to bleed profusely. Her left shoulder was dislocated and her back left leg was broken. She was completely covered in gashes and without help would surely bleed to death and if she didn't bleed to death she would die from infection. Not to mention she most likely had a severe concussion. All in all Mapleheart was lucky to be alive. She was barely breathing and when she didn't bubbles formed by her nose but she was breathing if ever so shallowly.

WC: 340
Lilygold

[Lilygold]

FLASH GORSE BLIZZARDCLAN TAG N/A WOUNDS N/A WORDS 597 NOTES heckin med cat do a med!!

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lashgorse had a very simple job. BlizzardClan was a small one, just him and Blizzardstar and Gorsetail and Valentine. He'd had to take care of Valentine for a while after she arrived, just a little bit of cough. Herbs were hard to come by out here, but the forest had a rather generous supply. He could get plenty of tansy there. Right now, he was just out for a walk by the river that defined the border. There were a few herbs around here, but industrious as he was, he didn't always need to be out for work, did he? No, the sparkling water of the stream in the new-leaf sun, reflecting an image of the mountain... that was what he was out for. ...Wait. A red tinge invaded his view of the river. Magma star-flowers...? Fireberries? No, couldn't be. He smelled blood. Someone dead rested on the bank of the river, washed up on the icy shore. ...What had happened? He stepped closer to perform an impromptu autopsy. Grim, sure, but when wasn't the flame mink tom grim? A lot of bleeding, indeed. He'd noticed the metallic tang a while ago, but it had been dismissed as minerals in the water. Bleeding from the... head, and many gashes. But he could see bubbles... and she - it was a she - was still warm. Was she not dead? Wow. Impressive. A bit of cautious poking around revealed one broken hind leg, and she was definitely unconscious, so he made note of the dislocation in the shoulder. He felt obligated to help her, but he needed to assess the damages first. Fortunate that she was by the stream, even if the forest was more rich in herbs. There were things only found in the mountains that would be most useful here. Leflif, for example - that was bountiful near the river. Aha! Right there, he recognized that slightly bloodstained mint green. It had a slightly calming effect as well, so that might be useful in a moment. He clawed the plant out by the leaf, and did the same to a few more leaves. Just in case. Gingerly, he chewed them, wincing at the bitter taste of lemon. He spit out and applied the poultice to the smaller, less major scratches, then repeated with more leaves. Meanwhile, he needed to take stock of the herbs he could use for these wounds. He had cobweb in his den, and once she woke up, that's where they'd be going... ah! Comfrey! There would be comfrey ready to harvest around now. He could look for a bit of horsetail as well, and he had poppy seeds stored. He knew where the magma bush was that they'd located, but... sooner rather than later, he needed to deal with that dislocated shoulder. Tentatively, he laid a paw on it. Three... two... one... GO. The shoulder popped back into position. It would hurt a lot for her, but that was inevitable in the healing process. Now that it was done, he sat back, admired his work for a moment (not that there was much to admire - she was still bloody and covered in gashes, just a few of them had chewed-up leaf on them now), and used the leftover Leflif leaves to carry water so he could wash/hydrate the she-cat. Now to play the waiting game, for the most part. That was okay. The view was still nice, and he was very good at waiting. He smiled through the monotonous work.

ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

[Firefly]

Maple lay unconscious the entire time the tom cat worked on her injuries. Nothing woke her up, the hit to her head in the river and knocked her out and who knew when she would wake up or if she would ever wake up. At first everything was black but than she began to dream of her mother. Little did she know but from time to time she talked in her sleep. "Mom? she spoke out loud. "Is that you?" She ran to her mom in her dreams and brushed her muzzle against her and began to cry, not just in her dream but in reality as well. "Am I dead?" Those words where mumbled out loud as well.

"No my sweet daughter but you are severely injured and you need to wake up now my darling. There is a cat there who will help you but you must wake up, wake up now."

Maple's eyes flew open and she groaned loudly. "Mom?" She tried to move but gasped in pain. She hurt all over and she was pretty sure her back left leg was broken possibly in a couple places. Her left shoulder hurt as well but not as bad as her leg. Than her head where it had hit the rock that knocked her out pounded with each heart beat causing her to groan again. "Wh.... What happened? Where am I?" Her tongue felt thick and her words where mumbled a little and her jaw hurt was it broken as well? Oh she hoped not. She felt like she had been hit by a monster.