They both nodded and helped. You all slowly brought her back to camp. You brought her to the medicine cat den and left. Cherrypaw looked up at you.
”Why do all these cats keep dying and getting hurt... especially cats who are close to you?”
You see Wetleap dragging Marshstrike’s body. It was caked in blood.
”L-Lostpool. I went to go check on her and found her. I think it was Mossbreeze...”
She hesitantly steps in and stands closer to you.
”I don’t think I can convince you to not do it but instead I could not make it as bad. Maybe there’s something else that doesn’t poison you but will still have the same effect. Or... try to fix the reason you’re so sad.”
The looked up at you with wide blue eyes as you began walking them back to the shelter.
(btw, what kind of shelter do you have? Is it one where the animals can walk around freely or one where they are in the glass boxes like at most shelters?)
“I guess it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have given you that strong of a drink. And two at that.” She said, still standing in the doorway, unsure if she should step in.
“Oh, Wetleap told me to wait here. He went to check on Marshstrike.”
Wetleap was Applepaw’s mentor. He had gotten an apprentice two moon after you, once Applepaw was old enough.