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- Whispers in the wind - backstory brownnose padded out of the medicine cats den, feeling sick to his stomach. his paws felt like stones, his mouth dry, tail drooped, ears back. his mate, poppyheart, lay motionless in riverpool's den, greencough nearly taken her to StarClan. he shivered, the newly shed frost circling his paws, making him seem cold, to the touch. he wanted nothing more, than to go back to when poppyheart was well, and his daughter, amberpaw was living. his only kin left, his son, swiftpaw, was one of the only healthy cats left on DawnClan. dragging his already bone tired body, brownnose heaved himself into the apprentice den. the other young cats where resting, while swiftpaw was pacing back and forth in his nest. as soon as he saw his father, the apprentice glanced at him, before setteling down in his nest. " finally" he murmured, anxiously nodding his head, for brownnose to speak. the warrior heasitated. " come with me" he signaled with his tail for swiftpaw to follow. when they had made it outside the den, the young cat twitched his tail, then sat. " news on poppyheart" swiftpaw practically choked out the words. " she is resting now.... she might not make it though.... riverpool is doing all she can..." brownnose sighed. " she might die tonight" " no" swiftpaw choked, his body going limp in the ground. he glanced up at his father. " please tell me this is a joke!" swiftpaw pleaded with brownnose. the warrior held back tears, and nuzzled him son. " i am going to stay with her" he murmured" until the end, i will stay with her" " i will too" swiftpaw announced, swinging his head, and turning toward riverpool's den. Brownnose stepped in fronth of him. " no. you are one of the few warriors we have left. go get some rest, and then hunt. we need all the prey we can get" " what if she dies while i'm gone? i will never forgive myself!" swiftpaw hissed " she needs fresh kill. if you don't hunt, she WILL die of starvation."Brownnose replied forcefully, nudging his son back toward his den. Swiftpaw considered it a moment, then turned, and raced for the den. " call me if something happens!" he called over his shoulder, before disapiring into the den. " i will" Brownnose croaked, and turned back towards the medicine cat den. he new his son had to stay occupied. his son needed to know that Brownnose could take care of him. and that his mother would be alright. But deep down, he knew she might not make it through the night, and if that happened, it would be a dark dark day from DawnClan.
