Disappearance ((MARROW or CIRCUIT CATS))

[B-r-e-z-e--->>]

((Pretty much in this post, Dawnflower shall fall off a cliff and Circuit cats need to come and take her back to their lair. Muahahahaha. No clan cats allowed until AFTER Dawnflower is clear out of sight. Everyone, I repeat, EVERYONE (no exceptions), must think she's dead.))

An open moor. The sun is bright on the horizon, somewhat closer than normal. It burns bright. Where is she? It seems like Crescentclan but not. It's as if the rivers and streams have all been flooded, drained, then rained heavily upon. The scenery isn't like an ordinary swamp, either. It's bare- not a tree in sight. Certainly not the Crescentclan she's used to. The ground is level, too. Yet, a deep feeling in her gut tells her this desolate, ugly land is Crescentclan. Or will be. At that thought her gaze widens. What's happened to her. The clan says that she has hallucinations, even Screechstar, who she shares a den with in the elders den, says so. She doesn't remember them, though. Only small snippets of dreams that seem...real.

Looking around for the camp. She can't even remember how she got here. She'd just woken up from a snooze and suddenly she was here. Her eyes screw up in concentration, but terror is taking over quickly. Dawnflower was never one for lots of change at the snapping of a twig. The mottled brown she-cat flies off at a break-neck gallop. She's flung from side to side as invisible forces knock into her. Water splashes at her feet, but there's nothing below her but mushy ground. Her breath is coming in pants, but not from overexertion, but overwhelming fear. Glancing up at the sky, the sun seems closer. A red sun she sees now. She suddenly has a flashback of a red moon. a red sky. A red veil. She hears a roaring in her ear, she increases her speed. Running. Nearly gliding over the ground...then...falling.

Her innards seem to flip up to the top of herself as she falls. She's not falling, though. Dawnflower grips at the soft earth for any sort of give, pushing her face down and pulling back her ears so tightly that it's painful. Her tails flipping from side to side, up and down, trying to find balance, yet the fall continues. Then she feels the ground. It vibrates through her paws and tingles through her mottled brown fur icily. She feels something snap within her before she crumples. The red sun seems to be laughing at her as the darkness swipes over her.

***

At the bottom of the small cataract the ex-leader lay, broken down in a small mound of brown fur. Her bones were already fragile, seeing that she hadn't exactly been getting much food lately. In her heap, her bones stick out painfully, showing her fatigue. From the looks of a couple of odd looking lumps on her flank, it looks as though her front legs, hip, and possibly her right shoulder blade are fractured. She's knocked unconscious and this close to the Pewterclan border, no one's around. They wouldn't find her till late night, seeing that they just checked this part. In fact, the Crescentclan Sun down patrol had just passed through here a few moments ago. On their moon high patrol they'll find her...dead most likely. Unless those eyes watching from the shadows are good guys.

((In my last sentence I left room for some Circuit Cats to come in. They have to take her back because they know that she has powers.))

[» Sacrifice]

It was rare to find this tom away from Ammut, one of the few cars he ever spoke to. Not that Ammut did much speaking either; the strange she cat enjoyed ripping out other cat's hearts, quite literally at that. He was the only one who hadn't felt threatened by her oddity, and after a few rocky moons, the two had bonded, and were good friends now days, each usually consulting each other almost silent about plans and whatnot. You see, although he didn't show it, the tom who had watched Dawnflower's fall was as special as all the other circuits around. His powers though, were not nearly as obvious as the others, and to see them was to be by pure chance. Not even clan Medicine cats would know what he did if they caught him, as although he did occasionally heal a few lucky cats, his herbs were alien to them, making them wary about coming even close to them tom. With reason though, as even the smallest touch of one of the herbs he had built up a resistance too, and the clan cat would be dead on the spot, with no marks upon why they had died.

Brown, almost black eyes narrowed as he moved out of the shadows, Anubis was a rather odd looking tom, compared to the normal-ness of the clan cats. With a black head, features pointed, in was deeply contrasted with his tan, almost golden pelt. Although he had not yet spoken a word, the conecntration upon which he placed the fallen she cat was obvious, circling her a few times, sharp eyes noting where the fractures were. Mumbling under his breath, the tom drew out some herbs from who knew where, and was quick to apply them to the fractures, paws light and quick; Dawnflower would never feel pain as he pressed down upon the fractures. For a final touch, Anubis held something under her nose, something that would make the she cat pass out until he awoke her with a different batch of herbs. Standing back to admire his quick work, Anubis could only shake his head. He knew what was here; yet his eyes wanted to tell him different. Clan cats didn't usually have powers, but the evidence here was too obvious to be missed; even by the blindest healer. Healing wasn't all he did of course, but his other 'talents' wouldn't be required here tonight, thanks to his swift actions.

"You will not be traveling to the land of stars, fallen one."
His voice, although only a murmer, carried a distinct egyptian accent to it, marking him out as someone different. Someone, or something odd. Stepping forward once more, Anubis's sharp teeth grasped the back of Dawnflower's neck, and he carefully dragged her away from the spot, though he knew that her scent would stay there for a while, for his herbs were not as strong as those that the clan cats used.

The others will be interested in this. How often does a Clan cat have powers? I'll have to explain to Ammut that this isn't a snack for her though."
Shaking his head slightly, Anubis gently pulled Dawnflower across the ground, headed to where all the Circuits lived, and knowingly saving her life.

Danwflower would owe him, when she pulled through.

[B-r-e-z-e--->>]

((Thanks for replying, Sacrifice! *glomps* I'll try to make a return post in the Circuit Barn tonight when she wakes up now. )

[Marrowbone]

((=Lifts head from puddle of drool= Eh? Whut? Oh crap, I missed it! I must repeat to myself; Check- The Clan- Boards! DX ))