Dove sat alone in the medics' den. She was done with crying, done with doing NOTHING while everyone died. Over and over again. Everyone she loved would be gone. And she would be the last one standing. Another cat had come in to ask for her assistance... To request a medic heal her. A medic was a cat they trusted, even in UrchinClan, where no one should be trusted. She held the berry in her paw, and fed it to them claiming it would aid in their recovery. A lie, of course, but they wouldn't know that until it was too late... and they couldn't even tell anyone. Poor, poor, useless warrior. They can't even hunt for their Clan, to /save/ their Clan, and they ask for /her/ help? Stupid warriors. Foolish rangers. They trust cats with weapons they don't even understand... cats who can take those weapons and strike back. The other medics would have her back, like they did in a story she is all too fond over... something she had witnessed as an older kitten and never seemed to have forgotten. All of these cats were useless. And they would pay. . . . In this AU, Dovepaw doesn't take very well to the deaths of the one cat she saw as a brother, and their only actual sibling. Actually, she lashes out. Every mistake. Every broken promise. Instead of burying everything deep in her mind, to cry about later in the medics' den when she thinks no one is listening Everyone she had ever loved were dead And she was going to make it a problem for everyone other than herself Whenever she lashes out, someone ends up taking the fall. Warriors are poisoned, or don't get help when they request them. She wants them all to pay.
