Mouse looked at Rock with worry. She didn't know what to do, but the water hole was right there. She grabbed an old towel nearby and dipped it in the water. She pressed the towl against Rock's mouth.

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Rock still lay there as Mouse gave him water through the towel. After much of this he finnaly awoke, bit in weak condition. He was able to lap up the water that lay next to him. "Thank you Mouse." He said lapping up water. "Id be dead without you."

Mouse crouched next to him. "Should I go hunt for food?" she said quietly. She brought the towel to the water hole again to make it wet again, just in case Rock needed it.

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Rock listened to her. "Yes, could you?" Hr asked. The rumbling in his stomach was so loud he was sure she could hear it. She obviously liked him, and so did he. Coyld there really be something after this is all over?

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Desert Rose walked silently down the alleyways, she flicked the tip of her tail slowly. A few minutes later she spotted a pile of old boxes, she spotted a few strands of black and white few near it and sniffed the air, there was the slight scent of cat with a slight tang of blood. She walked slowly and cautiously forward.

Mouse nodded. She knew that Rock would be safe for now, since the murderer is heavily injured. He did a good job fighting him, she thought silently and wandered around the area, looking for some prey. Light on her paws, her ears swiveled around.

They're here! Ensom thought as he weakly rose from his laying position. He had heard footsteps coming down the alleyway and he was cornered. He stood facing sideways and arched his back slowly. They can smell me... They know I'm here... He backed up closer to the back wall and started to growl a little bit. I cannot fight in this state... I cannot run in this state... I'll have to play it off if I have any chance...

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With his thirst gone, and only hunger pains left, Rock lay his head on his paws. The weakness and exhaustion coursed through him. When was the last time I slept? He asked himself. He breathed in a sigh and fluttered his eyes closed. In moments he was in a deep sleep.

Desert Rose heard the growl and and stopped the fur on her shoulders bristling in a nervous way. She forced her fur flat and let out a small Mew trying to sound like she didn't mean any harm. She couldn't help but let the very tops of her claws show.

The thought dawned on him. This cat doesn't know who I am... He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Maybe he could get her help? He peered around the trashcan at the light russet maine coon, just to be sure it wasn't Mouse trying to trick him. Then he, as confidently as he could, clumsily limped from his hiding place and painfully sat facing her. "Why, hello-" He coughed and winced as the wound on his belly throbbed. "Please... Pardon my appearence... It was theives trying to get an easy meal off an old man. But don't worry, I was able to fend them off at a... cost..." he coughed again, then subtly lay down so his stomach would stop hurting.