((GAH! I keep having to read too much. I've gotta start getting up earlier. lol. I'm on, just reading posts...))

((potentially doubble post...))

Fallen had just sat in the corner, observing. He had done what Sage had told him, and crushed the arrow's head under a m*censored*ive forepaw. HE would take the pieces out later so they would not hurt the kits. He had flintched in pain as it had been torn from his flesh, but had held his breath to try and let Sage do her job. Ametzani had known about herbs, but Fall himself was quite helpless when it came to the matter. HE hoped that the wound in his side would not become infected. Where Jacklekit had bit him was no matter. He made a silent promise to himself and Sage that he would help disapline them soon as he was strong enough to be able to run quickly after them. In the meantime, however, he felt quite useless, and he also promised that he would catch his own prey and help catching some for the others as well as he was able.

Kazumi, however, he had tried to ignore. That didn't work out as that his eyes couldn't help to to keep flickering to her. She was a painful reminder of Johanna, but he kept pushing the thoughts away, preparing himself for a new life.

He watched Pebblestep leave, ears pricked. HE didn't chase after her, figuring she could take care of herself. It was a matter of little conssern. His gaze flickered to Sage, and then the kits that she was protecting. No matter what he had done, they still somehow looked like his kits. But then he would bl
ink, and they looked completely different. At this point, Fall wanted only to sleep and not awaken. But that was not right. The least he could do now was help Sage raise these kits. He felt more like he had to, especialy wih Kazumi, as that he seemed to be the only adult panther here with kit expirience.

Shade tried to sleep, but it would not come with Fall laying in the same den. It wasent that he had anything aginst the other panther, but the way he kept looking at Sage and those kits made his fur bristle. Fall had clearly had some experience with kits, elsewise he would not be near so calm around them. Shade was awkward around those kits, having never known any or been anywhere near them. Scowling, he cirlicled in his nest and faced his back towards everyone else.

Sage was woke up in the middle of the night by Jacklekits sneezeing. Getting up as to not wake Kazumi, she touched his head with her nose, it was warm. He's getting sick. She padded into her herb store and grabbed a feverfew leaf. Padding back out, she sat it in front of him. "Here, eat this. Once your fevers down, ill give you somthing to help with the hurt, alright? "She asked softly, gazing down at the kit.

He ate the leaf resentfully. It tasted like crowfood.

The big-and-black cat was dangerously close to him. He considered biting him, but thought better of it. Bored of sleeping with sage and Kazumi. He wobbled over to Shade and curled up with him. He was much more comfortable and fell asleep quickly.

Shade glanced over at the kit, then shook his head. Sighing, he gave in and curled his tail around his small body, before setting his head down and falling asleep.

Sage looked up as Fell walked out, feeling a little bad. Getting up, she picked Kazumi up and set her besode Shade, who just accepted the kit would a word. Padding outside, she jumped onto the oposite rock of Fell, looking over the forest. "If you dislike it here so much, why are you still around? "She asked curiously.

Sahe greummbled, then grabbed Kazumi to put her on the other side of him. He lay his head back on the ground, suddenly feeling a little claustrophobic.

Sage glanced at him, the shrugged. "It the kits isint it? Iv seen you looking at them, perticurally Kazumi. Im not blind when it comes to those kits, there my eveything right now." She growled, suddenly feeling perticurally protective of them.

He purred and licked Shade. His smell reminded him of his father. He crawled and curled up under his chin. He could tell that Shade wasn't happy, but JackalKit was.

PebbleStep rolled over. She had layed on soemthing sharp and it was stuck in her side. Numbed by sleep, she had rolled over and decided to remove it in the morning.