Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

RE: The Legend of the Seeker (Full and Started!)

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Alora stared at them waiting for them to answer. The mother was eyeing her red leather, probably no doubt wondering why a Mord Sith was with the Seeker or Truth. The woman turned to the seeker. "Most everyone." She rasped. "There are few, who are not. The Dharhans are camping outside, I don't know where, they come every morning, taking out the dead. They do not want to get sick either, so they don't stay long." She began coughing. "We're hopeless seeker, you can't get sick too..." She trailed off into a series of coughs.

edit - ooc: Dusky, I LOVE your signature =]

-- Edited by Goldheart on Tuesday 9th of February 2010 04:01:18 AM

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

"I'll be fine, as soon as those Dhaharans are gone. Is there anything we can do to help you two? Food? Water?" His brow was creased, lines of worry etched over it. What had the Dharahans done this time? Practically wiped a town off the face of the planet. Despicable.

Ooc: LOL thanks~ :3 I should be updating it every once and a while when I get time to keep watching.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

She shook her head, "Only if your water is outside of this town. We don't know what is spreading all of this. And none of us can keep anything down." She said and she pulled her daughter closer. Alora had seen something like this before, but she couldn't exactly remember where or how anyone made it out? Had they? "We should form a hospital." She muttered. "Get all the sick into one room." The Dharahan's would be there in the morning. She looked at Lin for a plan.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Reever scatched his beard for a moment as he studied the woman. He turned his blue eyes toward Lin and lifted his dark brows. "Alora makes a good point. Putting all the sick in to one area would reduce the risk of spreading it... However that could mean that we sentence all that are sick to be around a higher concentration of the disease... Still it would be best that way." With a sigh the old man turned foward again. He hugged his robe like cloak around his body just a bit tighter. A wizard he was, but old he was as well. This disease could infect him easier than the younger ones in his group, or so it seemed. He didnt his petty worries to hinder the needs of these people though. "Your call Lin."

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

"I...I think we should make a hospital. We can help everyone that way. The not-so-sick can recuperate by being away from the disease, and the sick will all be in one place where we can try to cure them. We...we need to do what will cure the most people. I like Alora's idea." It was hard to make a decision when you knew that some people would die and others would live where it could be reversed. Who was he to make such a decision?

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Alora walked out of the room to find a good hospital-sized room. She saw, what looked to be a sort of church or something, and walked in, it was completely empty, except for chairs and such. She kicked them over and shoved them close to the walls. They could bring in the townsfolk's cots and beds. She walked out her nodded her head towards the building. "That'll work." She mumbled. They'd need fresh water, but where would they get it outside of the town? "We'll need water from somewhere that doesn't flow here, any ideas?"

Duskstar · ThunderClan Leader

"The lake a league or two back?" Lin suggested, helping Alora with the benches and chairs. "I'll start getting cots, in the meantime." Striding back out, he went to the first empty house he saw, taking each cot, back and forth, back and forth, until all the cots in that house were moved to the church. He kept on moving, bringing cots out of their old places and into the church. It wasn't exactly back-breaking, but it was enough to make a single man sweat, carrying cot after cot alone.

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

Alora had nodded to him, and she took off on her horse with a few buckets. Once she made it to the lake she filled the buckets up with water. Tasting it before she actually took them back, and it seemed fine. She took the animal skin they had and covered the buckets over with it, so as the water wouldn't fall out, it was a awkward ride back, so she wouldn't lose any water, but her and her horse got back and she motioned towards the mother confessor to help her on her next trip. She put the buckets outside the building and got back up on her horse.

Ebonycloud · WindClan Deputy

Reever felt a bit useless as the mord sith and the confessor raced off to do their duties. With a sigh the older man turned toward the sickened people. He inspected a young woman. He pressed his cold hand to her forehead and she shuddered under his touch. The wizard investigated further, trying to find some sort of cure for them.