Help for a tom (CLOSED)

Stealthclaw staggers into the medicine den and collapses, hissing when he hits the ground.

"Useless lump." muttered Maplepaw, looking into the medicine den expecting to see her sister's stunned face. "Stealthclaw here, got his butt whooped by two apprentices. He claims to have broken his ribs." she meowed calmly with a hint of laughter in her gaze.

Stealthclaw winces and rakes the floor under his paws in frustration. "I wish I could fight you... and I wouldn't back down this time..." He sighed and glared at Maplepaw.

"Attack her and I shove Death Berries down your throat," Featherpaw mewed coldly as she padded into the Medicine Cat's den, some Goldenrod in her jaws. She looked over Stealthclaw. He looked fine on the outside, but on the inside he wasn't. "Taken down by apprentices, eh?" Featherpaw mewed between the herbs in her teeth. She sighed before walking past him and over to the dry area of the den to store her collected herbs.

She returned and looked at him. Featherpaw padded over and gently felt and poked around where his ribs were, trying to find out where the broken bones were. If she found the right spot, he'd be in immense pain.

Stealthclaw yowls loudly when Featherpaw prods one of his broken ribs. "The dang apprentice tackled me into a tree... and I was in mid-air at the time..."

"Wow, he must of been really big, that she-cat looked like she could kill a monster." meowed Maplepaw sarcastically.

NO MUSELESS

"Shut up..." the tom hissed. He raked the floor under his paws again and tried to ignore the she-cat.

"Yep, there it is," Featherpaw confirmed. She felt around some more, putting more pressure on him. The action would bring excrutiating and unbareble pain to him, but she had to do it if she was going to find the length of the injuries. If they were broken in, like they probably and most likely were, then they could pierce his lungs if they hadn't already, though, then, he'd be coughing up blood, and he wasn't at the moment.

"Maplepaw, can you go get me some Poppy seeds while I work on him?"

Stealthclaw tried to find something to bite down on, but couldn't find anything so he just yowled even louder. He raked the floor and tried to stop yowling to breathe.

"Whatever, if it will shut him up." muttered Maplepaw letting her eyes fall back, to block the toms squealing. He was acting like a kit, no DarkClan kits wouldn't scream he was acting like a soft kitty pet. Slowly she grabbed some dark red berries off the ground and handed them to Featherpaw. "These are Poppy Seeds right?"

Featherpaw's eyes widened when she saw her sister with Death Berries. She thought they were Poppy seeds too! One small trickle of juice and she'd be killed by the poisons. Note to self: Don't let Maplepaw look for herbs.

She calmed herself down, she could handle this. "Yes," she said to Maplepaw before she carefully took the berries from her. She laid them down and rolled one over and into Stealthclaw's mouth. "Chew those, it'll ease the pain."

Stealthclaw snorted and made the berry fall out without taking any juice. "I know what those are. Do you think I'm mouse-brained?" He sighed. "I won't survive, will I?" He sighed, knowing the answer. He looked at the berries. "And I only just arrived back here. Oh well. It can't be helped."

"Good, then you know what's in store." Featherpaw shoved the Death Berries inside Stealthclaw's mouth. She pressed her paw down where his broken ribs were. The pain would cause him to bite down, and the poisonous juices would flow down his throat. This was a fail-safe plan, just in case he had a change of heart.

Stealthclaw winces but doesn't bite down. He eventually gives up and bites down and spits out the berries, but sighs, knowing the juices went down his throat. He looks at Maplepaw and his eyes go dark and he dies.

"Oh, my mistake, are those deathberries?" said Maplepaw feigning innocence and fright. She looked at the sad, pathetic body of the tom, and sighed. "Too bad, he was such a horrible warrior, he could of amounted to so little." she watched as the toms eyes closed for the last time.

Featherpaw looked down at the berries the tome spit out. She'd have to clean that up. Now she'd have to get this dead tom out of here.

"Yes, they were. And take this as a reminder. Never pick up those berries." she walked to the back of the den and picked up a Poppy seed and showed it to her sister. "And this is a Poppy seed." She put the small seed down and went back over to Stealthclaw's dead body. She grabbed him by his scruff, letting his mouth drop down so that any juices left would fall on the ground and not on her.

"Don't let anyone come in here until I get back," She mewed to Maplepaw before she started to drag Stealthclaw out of the den and out to the forest.

"I knew that." meowed Maplepaw devilishly. She yawned as Featherpaw left, guard this guard that, even her own sister was getting into the spirit of bossing her around. But it wouldn't last much longer, soon, very soon, she would rule all of the clans!