Board Thread:Fading Futures - Main Roleplay/@comment-27255507-20180811212128/@comment-27078663-20181231191102

Sagepaw weaved between cats and scrambled into the medicine den. She stumbled, fell, got back up. She was shaking.

“I can’t do this...me? No. I shouldn’t. I can’t. But I have to.”

She looked at all the herbs, and busily began to search through them. She carelessly tossed the unneeded ones behind.

Come on, come on, where is it...

There. She brushed away some burdock root and scooped out berries from behind it.

Dark, gloomy berries.

I have to do this, for BlogClan.

Berries the colour of death.