{Injured} Homecoming Queens {Open}

[Autumn]

"You just had to get yourself into trouble" Burbank grumbled as she carried most of her sisters weight on her shoulders as they returned to the den, hopefully Aunt Jenny was back, or that other queen.

"Just get me to aunt Jenny, I'll be alright as long as she gets a look at me." Stacy insisted. But Burbank knew and saw otherwise, Stacy was pale as a sheet, either from shock, infection, or bloodloss., it was not easy to tell.

"You bet your next bag of catnip I'm getting to you Aunt Jenny, Mom's in trouble, and you have to play hero and got yourself stabbed. Nice going, sis.... Sis ?" Burbank got quite excited when Stacy suddenly slumped onto her sister in deadweight. "Sis ?! STACY!!!" Burbank shook Stacy, the other twin did not make a sound.

Thankfully they were closer to the den by then. The healers den was practically their home. Stacy needed help. Burbank called out, hoping those inside could hear her. "HELP!!"

Her mind briefly wandered to the two black cats that seemed lovestruck over the two, she felt slightly saddened at leaving them, they weren't able to follow. She banaished the thought from her mind and focused on her sister.

[dodd4]

as the mangled old tom was headed toward the gate he heard a queen call for Help from behind the Healers Den.
with supriesing speed he hobbled around the den "whats the matter?"
he called worriedly to the two queens.

[Moonstruck]

Riven had been in the infirmary herself, having lost balance while practicing her acrobatics and fallen. Naturally never one to fall gracefully the coppery queen had managed to cut her shoulder with an impressive gash. Despite that when she heard the cry for help she didn't hesitate to run out and see if she could help.

It was easy to tell which cat needed the help and Riv ran over and without hesitating went to the other side of the twin and helped take the weight. "Holy crap, how bad is it? What happened to you? Jenny is inside and there's easily space so you can lay down and she'll have you all in right working order no problem." She rambled (as per usual) rather quickly some of her words running together.

[dodd4]

the battered old tom chuckled as he hobbled up, "actualy cailín," he said to Riven with a wink, "Jenny stepped out while ya were nappin but lets get her inside!"
then he smiled encouragingly at Stacey "but don't ya worry ey? ya mind if ah take a look?" he asked then he waggeld the remaining toes on his left fore paw, "ya know what thay say, iffin ya don't have a healer handy look to tha one who has tha most scars!"

[Autumn]

Burbank shook her sister again, "Stacy, wake up!" A paw pressed against her sisters wound. She looked up and for a moment seemed slightly lost as Riven appeared, Ah! Help at last!

Then she saw the old tom, What was his name again ? Stub-something-or-other ? To Riven, Burbank said "I don't know, one second she was awake and talking, next thing I know she slumped onto me in deadwieght." It was clear she was worried. Scared even if one could think that.

When Stubinz offered to take a peek and see, Burbank lifted her paw from her sisters stab wound in the shoulder. She pointed at it. "This is the only wound I can see. I have no idea what happened either. One second she was awake wanting to see Aunt Jenny, next thing I know she's on me and dead on her feet!"

She was thankful for the moment of his help, and also that of Riven, Stacyu weighed a ton when she slept.

[X2]

[Admin Note: I know I have let you get away with your excessive use of NPCs lately, Autumn. So I am slightly at fault for not bringing this to your attention sooner. But I am not okay with this. Former henches or not, they would not so casually be allowed into the yard's gates, especially with queens going missing and the Jellicle's being at such a high alert level. Further more, NPCs are suppose to serve a purpose and there is no purpose for them to be involved in this thread. NPCs are not needed in EVERY thread. Please edit your posts to where they are not included. This is your first warning.]

[dodd4]

with a subtle dexterity Stubinz gently examined the wound clucking to himself. "tis not too bad in it's own self but tha miss has lost a lot of blood,"he said quietly. then he glanced to an empty space to his left and scowled, "away with ya! she's na for you!" he snapped.

Haversham's rounded ears stood up when he heard a comotion out back as he and Noily got close to the Healer's Den's door.
he glanced at his young friend, "did you hear someone call out?" he asked worriedly.

[X2]

Noilly had enjoyed the walk, even if they kept their conversation light. It was nice. However, she had heard the same noises that Haversham seemed to and she tilted her head ever so slightly to convey her confusion. "I am not use to the commotions the yard has been providing me with, yet. However, I agree. The voice did seem in distress. Shall we?" She gestured towards the healers den. She did not want to assume without getting confirmation and they were headed in that direction anyway. So she walked over towards the den and her eyes went just a little bit wider at the sight, but she did not overreact. "Oh dear....Is Jennyanydots not here to render assistance?" She spoke to the other elderly tom, who seemed to have taken control to make a diagnosis on the unconscious queen. At least, she looked to be unconscious.

[Moonstruck]

Riv hadn't realized the Jenny was no longer in the healer's den, she'd been more preoccupied with sneaking out without being caught and told to rest some more. And right now the coppery queen was thankful that her acrobatics built up her muscles, which made supporting Stacy's weight easier. Not being the only one helped too.

"I definitely no expert, but shouldn't we really get her to a bed? I mean that way we don't have to keep holding her up and I'm sure it'd be easier for you to get a look at her." Riven directed the last part of her statement to Stubinz, holding her tongue against her curiosity as to who he'd snapped at.

Noticing two more cats, Riven's friendly personality persisted as she smiled widely and gave a small wave in greeting.

[dodd4]

the mangeled old tom grinned at Riven, "that's the ticket Riven me lass! just wanted ta see what we had!" he said then he looked over at Burbank and said gently, "now those dens a yurin Miss B?"

as they came around the den Haversham returned Riven wave and rushed over to help. "pray tell what can we do?" he asked.

[Autumn]

Burbank nodded "Yes, we share them with Mother and Aunt Jenny" She said, meaning the healers den. Getting her sister to a bed was her primary task it seemed. "I think there is a bed in there we can use." She finished. That said she started to pick up her sister, then she remembered that Riven was there and helping support Stacy.

Burbank looked to Stubinz, she remmbered the old tom. Nice guy. She was unsure if she should lead them in or if he should. When Haversham arrived she turned to him, nervous for a scant moment before she recognised him. "Can one of you two gentletoms get the door ?" She asked to Stubz and Haversham. She then spotted Noilly and nodded in greeting to the young queen. She pressed an already bloodied paw against her sisters wound to try and stop the bleeding.

[X2]

She wasn't sure why she had expected an answer to her question, perhaps it was her upbringing that had her searching for some sort of response. However, she had seen her surrogate mother, and had helped her when she did treat some wounds on those that needed it. It wasn't a lot, but her mother had wanted her to have a brief knowledge of basic care, including first aid, in case she was ever on her own and needed help.

So, she knew that when it came to injuries, the scene tended to move fast and other questions got lost in the shuffle. She did not want to assume that Stubinz ignored her on purpose or did not like her. They hadn't met yet for that sort of judgement, least she thought so.

"Sir Haversham, I believe our assistance is required." She moved quickly, without losing her composure or grace, and walked alongside Riven, Stacy and Burbank. "I have brought some medicinal herbs to restock, but they would be better used on your friend here. What is her name? Does she have any other wounds, or just the one on her shoulder and side?"

((I was not exactly sure if those were where her injuries were, if not, just let me know and I'll edit it. I reread it, but I may have missed all the injuries, or misread them, and I apologize for that.))

[dodd4]

Stubby limped up and held the door while he nodded politely to Noily," the shoulder tis tha worst ah think, tha cailíns name tis Stacey. Miss jenny ha stepped out fer a bit so she's not here just now, ahem, ah apologize fer bein a bit distracted miss, but thing were pressin ey? an by that by what would ya name be?"
Havesham harrumphed from the back of the group, "her name is Noily Pratt and you would do well to improve your manners!" he declared.
the battered old cat shook his head and answered, "young Riv twas closer ta paw, an when bleedin tis bein done is na time fer polite parley!" then he looked back at Noily and added, "though ah am sure that those herbs will be commin in handy!"

[Moonstruck]

For once Riven stayed mostly quiet while helping with carrying Stacy. Despite years of rough housing and getting hurt while practicing Riven was never really good with healing techniques. Usually she was on the receiving end of them.

Quietly she listened to the exchange between the other cats, taking note of their names and slightly curious at the demand of improving manners. But for now she held her tongue, more worried with getting Stacy into a bed so that she could be helped.

[Autumn]

Burbank smiled, she liked how 'Sham was acting. She stepped into her mothers den, Aunt Jenny was, as Stubinz had said, Not around at that time. With Riven's help, the brown and black tabby queen moved towards her sisters bed to lay her on it. Once Stacy was laid and comfortable she formally introduced herself and her sister to Noily "I'm Burbank, this is my sister, Stacy. Herbs were mentioned ?" With her mother nor Aunt Jenny not around, Burbank knew only so much of binding an injury. And an injury like her sisters, a deep knife wound, was a scary thing indeed. Burbank was a nice tabby queen, slightly shorter then her sister, but not one major difference in pattern of their fur between them.

The only thing at this moment that told them apart was the fact that Stacy was in bed with a badly wounded shoulder and hip.

{{Two wounds yes, one on the shoulder {knife wound from Darksstar's knife throw, the other on her hip from where she scraped it when she fled the scene after getting hit by the knife. Burbanks primary concern is the knifewound though}}