TW’S : death , trauma and fear , injury description Bluekit padded towards the camp exit , smiling slightly to herself. She had survived! Somehow , she had survived. . it seemed like nobody else had , though. As her paw landed on the soft grass outside the camp , she took a deep breath in. Flowers , leaves , dirt , blood-? That couldn’t be right. . . Could it? She followed the scent , however it was stale , so it could only be from a very old wound. She turned a corner . Luey gasped as she spotted the source of the scent. A yellow-furred cat with gray stripes lay motionless on the ground. A gash at her throat indicated that she could not possibly be alive. This cat was not alone . The one who looked like a bumblebee had one paw draped over a gray cat’s head. The new cat had 2 plaits hanging either side of her head , and she , too showed no sign of movement. The way they held each other lead carmen to believe that these two had been mates. Lu backed away , trying to turn her eyes away . “I don’t want to see this- please , /please/ don’t make me see this” She whispered to herself . She had injured many cats before this. In fights . Was this what that could lead to when she was older? She didn’t want herself to believe that she could do this. . . But she also knew that if she was moving to urchinclan like she had planned? She was probably going to have to. She shook her head and ran . She ran into the bushes and away from the cats . The memory still lingered in her head. It always would. No matter how far she ran.
