In Desperate Need Of Help {Closed/Finished}

Grayscar walked through the territory his eyes blank from grief. he had killed his own father by accident and just wanted things to go back to how they had been before. Of course his life before hadn't really been that great either. his own parents had tried to kill him and that was how his father had died in the end. his father had been taking one last shot at killing his son but instead he ended up dead. 'Why did this have to happen?" he asked himself flicking his ears back and forth the tip of his tail twitching back and forth. suddenly he heard a yowl for help and moved towards them running and reached them fast.

Grayscar glanced between the sisters he still had wounds from the fight he had with his father but they weren't as bad as they had been in the past. "Yeah, lets bring her to the Windclan camp," he meowed a little warily and looked around nervously as if he expected something to come out of nowhere and attack him. He couldn't get over the feeling that he was being watched but he shook it off. 'Great, I'm so worried that my mother will come back and attack me that I've become paranoid,' he thought turning his amber gaze back to the two cats in front of him.

"Just put her on my back, and we can head to the camp," he meowed flattening his ears slightly. He knew that he was covered in scars but there was no scars on his back so there was no way he could open one of his scars by carrying her on his back. He hoped that they would get to the camp soon since he felt really uneasy about being so close to the border. "What are your names?" he asked not giving out his own name as he knelt beside Rose he could feel the heat coming of her and he hoped that the medicine cat or her apprentice would be in the camp. "They had better be in camp," he muttered under his breath.

"Yes, I'm a Windclan warrior, and I can take her to the medicine cat," Grayscar meowed glad that the sickly she-cat was on his back. "We have to move slowly. I would run but I would drop her so we'll walk at a brisk pace," he told Blitz and began to head over towards the Windclan camp. Every now and then he would glance over his shoulder to make sure that Blitz was following him. He didn't want to leave her behind after all he didn't think a rogue or loner could find the Windclan camp without help. A cat could wonder forever out here without ever finding the camp.

Grayscar narrowed his eyes everyone knew of his distrust of rogues though he wondered how many cats knew of his parents and how they had tried to kill him repeatly. He might not trust rogues and loners, but he didn't hate them. Maybe it was because he could never bring himself to hate his parents. His parents had been terrible to him but he had never been able to bring himself to hate them. All he felt was a sadness that he couldn't make his parents change. "Fine," he grunted when he said she would go back to tell the clan he tried to cover up all his dark thoughts of the past with bluntness. He wouldn't open up to let someone through the walls that he had put up after his parents betrayal. "Come on we should keep moving," he meowed not wanting the kit to die just because they had stopped to talk he kept his gaze averted from any cat who could catch his gaze.