twilightclan | cats of the witching hour | Take #3 | OPEN

(I actually left it an unspecified illness, though did mention it could be rabies. I wouldn't actually make it that specifically, because when anyone gets rabies it stays dormant for quite a while, but it could be something similar.
If you want, we can make it that Littleear found a piece of prey similar to that a while ago, and this was the second one he found, but decided to tell the leader because this one had been killed by a cat and not some bird disease? And he just so happened to trigger a what I'm going to vaguely say a seizure..?"

Foreign substance and alot of passing on I guess? Maybe someone from an animal shelter left some syringes outside a mile away, and a bird just so happened to swoop over and check ir out, but I think leaving it an unnamed disease might
be for the best, since then we have a bit of freedom to play around with the symptoms and effects, as well as how it spreads? Idk)

"What are good moves for escaping if another cat has you?"

The belly-rake was always useful if you were pinned, but you had to be facing up. If they had you by the scruff, then what?

"And it's better to stay on the ground, right?" If they climbed a tree it was less likely they'd come back down in one piece.

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Peony had looked away for a moment to talk to Coonface, who seemed to finally calm down, but her attention snapped back towards the screeching apprentice. Her hackles raise and she bursts forward. Peony was ready to bring down any threat to her apprentice. When she sees the apprentice staring at a bird in terror, she soothes her fur down just enough to not further alarm Nightpaw with her own fear.

"Don't touch it, Nightpaw- get away, right now!" She boulders in front of the apprentice and backs up into her to shove her towards Coonface. She hadn't seen prey that was sick like this before. Whatever was wrong with it, she hoped it died a swift death.

It didn't deserve to suffer, and she didn't want it wandering away into some other unsuspecting cats path. "...I think... we should fetch Dawnwish." The medicine cat was so new, and she hadn't had a mentor, but she had come back that day seemingly ready for everything.... she must know what to do about this? Or she would figure something out.

She watches as the bird hops around listlessly before it keeps over and stops moving.

"...We....we should go back to the clan and tell Dawnwish now. Don't touch it." Her tone is strong and she turns to face the younger two cats, "Grab the mouse you caught earlier, we're leaving.'

What are the symptoms?: Seizures
How does it spread?: Through contact with infected animal's wounds/eating an infected animal
Is it lethal?: Yes
If so, how long does it take to kill?:
What's its cure?:

That's what I can add so far))

After a few painful moments of whatever was happening, Littleear stiffened, and then calmed down. His head was still swimming but it was clearing up now, and he staggered onto his paws weakly, looking at the cats who had gathered around with unfocused eyes. The first one he recognised, after hearing her voice and then seeing her after his vision adjusted, was Starlingwish. "St-Starlingwish?"

Nightpaw nodded, and looked at the prey. She felt a sudden fear, and turned to her mentor, "My sister...my sister we have to warn her, She could get sick, I have to get her...my sister..." she whimpered, a bit fearful. She was scared in battle, but even more frightful over this ordeal...this poisoned prey it seemed.

(even Basil and Oregeno could be used for helping with the bitter tastes of the insecticide infected prey. This could mean that cats if digesting it, could transport it to other cats by cleaning each other and what not. But it would be a mysterious disease, as coughing and sneezing would not spread it. It wouldn't really be a disease, but a poison. Hope you take this into account and think about it :3. Also never in real life mess with insecticide.)

(That would explain why we was effected so suddenly too. Oh and not trying to be mean but I've noticed this some, you keep calling her Starlingwish, her names actually Starlingwisp :3.)

Starlingwisp returned some time later with a small rock that had some water in it's holes, and brought some moss as well, "Try drinking some and cleaning up, it...it should help I think!" she tried to stammer, her body shaking from the stress she had endured seeing her clan mate effected.

(For whatever reason she was Starlingwish in the allegiance o-o fixed it tho.
Found this so I'm just going to skim over it ^^" but insecticides could work

After a quick skim, the only thing that doesn't fit is the foaming at the mouth. That probably won't happen. But seizures and salivating could.)

So what's up? Lol and I like the idea that Starling Raven and Breeze are siblings :3)

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(It's okay! :3)

"We should be worried, there could be more poisoned prey!" Starlingwisp said, and sat down beside the tom. "Here, rest your head and body, you...you wore yourself out a lot..." she said, not exactly how to explain the earlier events. She began to gently clean his fur as well, picking up small traits of a horrible foul taste, quickly lapping at some water as she did so to get it out of her mouth. She then frowned, "Breezestar, please come here!" she addressed the leader, worriedly as she watched Littleear.

Mikel lowered his muzzle at the thought of the friends he had out here. He wasn't willing to share that story to these new cats, however. "...I used to have friends here." Mikel murmured, not really ready to dwell on it for much longer. He straightened his back up and looked up at Nectarfur. He tried to give a small smirk in amusement, though his grief still resided in his amber eyes.
"It does take some skill...however, I enjoy it. It's a great skill to have. I bet I could teach you how. It's not too difficult to learn." He shrugged, looking away, "If you want. I can teach your, uh, apprentice too." He looked over at the apprentice and tilted his head in confusion. Apprentice? Warriors? Were they like, being trained to win some big fight or something? "Warriors? Is that what you are?" He asked, curious. He wrapped his tail around his paws.

(It okay if I join?)

Crowflight | 24 moons | Tom | Warrior | ɢʀᴀʏ

A dark gray tom with a black overcoat and swampy green eyes. He has long legs, making him a bit on the tall side, but his slight frame causes him to look only lanky. His left ear is fairly torn up from his first battle as an apprentice, and as a result he has trouble hearing out of it. He's an excellent hunter and though his fighting skills are not by any means lacking, he isn't the strongest and isn't a big fan of fighting to begin with. He's snarky and has a very dry sense of humor, through which is how he makes the majority of his friends. He can be somewhat selfish and does his best not to care too deeply about his clanmates, partly to ensure a death will not badly affect him. As a result, he does not tend to respond to criticisms and can on occasion be unthoughtful about the feelings of others, though he is kind and polite enough to be liked on some level at least. Much of life just seems to roll off of this tom like water off a duck's back, for better or worse. He prides himself on caring about the present, never the past.

(Absolutely :3 welcome. Your bio will need to be approved by Cinnamon or Lime before i put it on the front page, but it looks pretty good. I dont think either would mind if you started RPing, just be prepared to tweak stuff if necessary is all)