RiverClan Medicine Cat's Den

[BEAR.]

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[FadedShadow]

Fadedpaw walked in, shivering, "Hello? Anybody in here?" She meowed quietly, waiting for a response as she licked her fur. Where is Geckoleaf? Maybe I should just go to sleep... That might help me better than standing here waiting for the medicine cat. She shook her head, Melodysong told me to go to the medicine cat, so I suppose I'll just wait here.

[Sharppaw (Xxwolfie)]

A new apprentice walked in, formerley a loner/rouge, with a scar over her shoulder.
"Hey are you looking for the medicine cat?" Sharppaw asked quietly "I don't know where the medicine cat could be... probably out getting herbs, I would suppose..." the apprentice was shy but was brave for only having just become an apprentice.

[Clover]

Waking up from a light sleep, Geckoleaf tentatively parted her eyelids, to the jarring brightness of noon. Letting out a soft sigh, the molly shook the drowsiness from her limbs, and moved upwards in a single fluid motion, to a crouch stance. Putting her front paws a short distance in front of her, Geckoleaf relaxed her shoulders downward, her spine popping with the gentle stretch. Repeating the same for her hips, her body felt instantly more limber, the stiffness of inactivity relieved from her joints. Moving towards her herb stock, she gave it a quick survey, mentally counting the remaining plants. A slight frown tilted the edges of her lips downwards; she was running incredibly low on many vital ingredients, most of which had shriveled up with the coming of colder winter weather. Geckoleaf let out a low, gravelly sigh, her tail twitching with displeasure; she was to be forced to ask Bucknight to send additional patrols into the territory to collect herbs. It was almost preferable to spend extra hours in the territory. Geckoleaf didn't like Bucknight, but this wasn't common knowledge. Despite her distaste for his.. Methods, she had learned to respect power for what it was. It was quite remarkable, she admitted, that he was able to retain control over the four clans, albeit with the help of the other leaders, who she thought were his cronies, due to the same leader suffixes, and shared sudden rise to power.
Returning her mind to her work, Geckoleaf counted up what she needed. Comfrey, thyme, catmint, ginger.. It was like a song, she thought; the words were light and airy, and formed stanzas and verses without thought. Grabbing a few large, waxy-green beech leaves, she began her trek out to the territory.

[Mango]

Cucumberpickle had managed to make it to the medicine cat den, he yowled," Please help this Riverclan apprentice( Walnutpaw) someone rgored out her eye, her brother and tore up her stomach, she's unconscious!" He set her down before bounding into battle

[toriel]

Mounatainclaw dragged foxtail into the medicine den. He dropped her next no the eyeless,unconsious apprentice and ran over to geckoleaf." Please help her. She has a large gash in her underbelly!"he begged."i trust you to take care of her while i find the cat that did this to her". Afterwards,he ran out of the med cat den and back into battle.

[Clover]

Raising an eyebrow in slight confusion, and surprise, Geckoleaf hurried to care for the severely wounded apprentice. She shivered at the sight of the wounds; they were severe, especially for a young apprentice who should never have been in battle in the first place. But, the damage was done; all she could do was care for the cat. Moving swiftly to her herb shelf, she grabbed one of the packets of herbs she kept prepared, in case of general injury. Unwrapping the herbs from their leafy container, she set it down next to Walnutpaw. Quickly, she cleaned out the wounds, her rough tongue scraping away debris and bits of detached flesh. The eye wound was worse, but manageable. After being satisfied with their cleanliness, she grabbed the mix of pre-prepared medicine and chewed it into a thick poultice, which she then applied with practiced motions. Once the poultice was on, she applied cobwebs on top of both, to keep the medicine in place, which she secured with the burrs of catchweed. Tail twitching, she shifted from paw to paw; she had done her best, and she could do no more. The apprentice would heal with time, but be forever blinded in one eye. Though sad, it was reality, a reality she could only help, not fix.

[Brunch]

Two small eyes appeared in the hole that separated the clearing from the den that held many injured cats. The small blue eyes disappeared for a second, only to reapear, with fear and almost sadness replacing the curiosity that had filled it only moments ago. The small form of a bright white kit burst through the bramble shield; his runt-like body quivering with abhorrence. Arctickit shook himself, his bright blue eyes even more aghast as they set sight on the two apprentices; he didn't flinch though, but his gray-brown and white tail concluded. He padded over to Geckoleaf, his eyes holding wisdom far past his moons; the flurry of emotions that had surged through the tom-kit seemed like a distant memory, long forgotten in the thoughts that were rushing through Arctickit's mind. The blood that gushed out of the apprentices didn't make Arctickit as naucious at his first glance. "Do you need help?" Arctickit asked the working medicine cat, his tone eager and somewhat frightened. "I feel useless and scared in the nursery," Arctickit's mother, Snowyfur was out in the chaos that was unfolding in the clearing; fighting for StarClan and the rights that they served. The kit was too small and young to be out with the fighting cats, and being without many queens in the nursery jolted Arctickit into going into the medicine den, which had many, wonderful scents that entranced the kit's mind.

[Mango]

Walnutpaw groaned and mumbled," Tigerpaw's dead. He saved me.. Skyclan's warrior saved me." She fell asleep, she was fully concipis, but asleep.

[Clover]

Glancing at the apprentice when she stirred, to assure she was comfortable. Tail swishing, she adjusted her gaze to the kit in the entrance. A small smile crossed her muzzle; it was unusual for a kit to visit her, and much rarer to one to offer her help. Taking a smooth step towards him, she replied to his inquiry with; "Yes, I could actually. At the base of my herb shelves are packs of medicine covered in beech leaves. While I clean out Foxtail's wounds, will you get me one?" She watched the kit for a moment more, her clear sapphire eyes calm and amused. But, she quickly turned serious, and set back to the gruesome work of cleaning out the deep gash on the feline chest. Working quickly, she cleaned it out so that any remaining bits of filth. She also cleaned the dried an oozing blood out from the fur, working out all of the dirt caked into it. Having finished cleaning it, she turned towards Arctickit, ready to recieve the herb packet.

[Brunch]

Nodding quietly towards Geckoleaf, Arctickit rushed towards the stock of herbs that littered the shelves of the den. He nosed through a few piles of leaves before finally deciding on a pile of large foliage; Arctickit wasn't familiar with the terms that Geckoleaf used. The beech leaves hung from his jaws, scents of herbs permeating from the folds of the leaves. Arctickit skidded over to the medicine cat, his eyes flickering with curiosity as he set the leaves down before Geckoleaf, his eyes floating over the wounds of the warrior, a slight shuttered struck him; he was a little squeamish towards the sight of the gore, though tried not to notice it as he asked; "What else do you need me to?" his voice was his normal, high-pitched squeak, his ears flicking, gesturing to Foxtail.

[Clover]

Cloudy
"Nothing, darling. Your help is much appreciated. If you really wanted to, you could get some prey for the patients,"she mewed softly, before taking the packet from the young tom. Taking the herbs, Geckoleaf unwrapped it quickly, and chewed it into a thick paste, which she applied with sharp, deft movements to the shallow stomach wound. Making sure her patient was still unconscious, so that her work would remain unhampered, she then reached towards her side, where a pile of cobwebs and catchweed lay, discarded in her haste to clean the wounds. Grabbing a wad of the white bandaging material, she packed it into the wound, to staunch leftover bleeding, and hold in the poultice. The feline then applied a top layer of cobweb, just to keep the wadding in place. To secure the bandaging, she used the small burrs, which were painless but effective. Geckoleaf then moved a step away from Foxtail, to survey her work. Realizing it was too loose, and the bandaging would easily slide from off its place, she secured it further, just as a fail safe.

[Clover]

(sorry for the double post! this is for a roleplay with frisk-)

After assuring that her patients were all treated, and resting comfortably, Geckoleaf trotted towards the back of her den, a pile of herbs sitting scattered on the floor after her frantic flurry to prepare for the influx of patients after the battle to regain RiverClan's freedom. Surveying the mess, she let out a soft sigh; there was work to be done, and much of it. Sitting down, she began to sort the plants, mindlessly. Fennel, burdock, daisy, ginger. On and on this went. Time passed, and she felt nothing. After spending hours doing this, she had learned how to ignore reality and retreat into her own mind.
But this time, something strange happened. She felt her body tighten up, the muscles in her back and legs contracting, and she involuntarily adopted a rigid stance. Her mind felt tugged, and she realize what the sensation was; she was being pulled into a dream by StarClan. Instantly, Geckoleaf relaxed. She knew that they had something to tell her, but what she could not guess.
Soon, she was enveloped in a trance-like dream. Images flashed rapidly before her, and then their speed slowed. She saw things; the color red, a deep russet, with dark swirling patterns traced across it. A pair of yellow eyes, deep and luminous. And then, she saw a cat; she recognized who it was. Russetswirl, whom she had met only in passing. He was standing on the highrock, with a proud look on his face. And then, it morphed and shifted again. She saw an ancient-looking tom, who she had no idea of his name. He seemed to move towards her, smoothly, and she heard him say; "Restore the ranks. Your clan must be lead." At the end of his sentence, the she-cat awoke again, where she had been before, her paw raised as if to sort herbs.
Geckoleaf knew what she had to do. She had to make Russetswirl the leader.

[Brunch]

Large gray eyes peered into Geckoleaf's den, soon to be followed by a large, black body. Cougarstorm was just barely able to configure his large form into his love's den; though it was difficult, the large warrior manage to squirm his way in. The silver tail tip of Cougarstorm twitched impatiently as he pondered across the den with his eyes, searching for Geckoleaf. "Geckoleaf," Cougarstorm called quietly, waiting for the she-cat to appear, "I need to talk to you..."

[wren]

( Oahh I see the love birds in action!! *puts paws on mouth* OML I must keep this secret! I'm serious though I'm done with the gawking.. *runs away* )

[Clover]

Large gray eyes peered into Geckoleaf's den, soon to be followed by a large, black body. Cougarstorm was just barely able to configure his large form into his love's den; though it was difficult, the large warrior manage to squirm his way in. The silver tail tip of Cougarstorm twitched impatiently as he pondered across the den with his eyes, searching for Geckoleaf. "Geckoleaf," Cougarstorm called quietly, waiting for the she-cat to appear, "I need to talk to you..."
From the back of the den appeared a small small tabby, ears perked upwards in anticipation of the conversation, whatever it may be. Quickly, the young medicine cat trotted towards Cougarstorm, her pace swift and expectant. "Yes?" she inquired softly, her voice quiet and mellow, hard to be heard above the rustle of cats outside, but loud in constrast to the silent of her den. "Is something wrong?" Geckoleaf mewed, seemingly impervious to the fact that Cougarstorm was not in distress, but simply needing to talk to her.

[Brunch]

From the back of the den appeared a small small tabby, ears perked upwards in anticipation of the conversation, whatever it may be. Quickly, the young medicine cat trotted towards Cougarstorm, her pace swift and expectant. "Yes?" she inquired softly, her voice quiet and mellow, hard to be heard above the rustle of cats outside, but loud in constrast to the silent of her den. "Is something wrong?" Geckoleaf mewed, seemingly impervious to the fact that Cougarstorm was not in distress, but simply needing to talk to her.
At the appearance of his love, Cougarstorm smiled slightly; his grin warm and sweet. The tom kept his warm gray eyes affixed to Geckoleaf, anticipating her inquiry. "G-Geckoleaf," he stumbled over his words clumsily, " y-you know how we love each other." Cougarstorm kept himself quiet, wanting the medicine cat to respond before he continued. For some reason, at that moment, Cougarstorm-- who was normally very outgoing, was defeated to a hasty, muttering mess.

[Clover]

At the appearance of his love, Cougarstorm smiled slightly; his grin warm and sweet. The tom kept his warm gray eyes affixed to Geckoleaf, anticipating her inquiry. "G-Geckoleaf," he stumbled over his words clumsily, " y-you know how we love each other." Cougarstorm kept himself quiet, wanting the medicine cat to respond before he continued. For some reason, at that moment, Cougarstorm-- who was normally very outgoing, was defeated to a hasty, muttering mess.
As her gaze settled upon his face, she watched it alight with happiness, and her tail swished in response; she loved it when she smiled and hated seeing him down. But at the moment, something curious happened; he seemed to lose his composure, and be reduced to a babbling mess, albeit a sweet one a that. "Yes, darling? What is it?" she murmured, head tilting to the side, as she attempted to elicit a cohesive response from her lover.

[Brunch]

As her gaze settled upon his face, she watched it alight with happiness, and her tail swished in response; she loved it when she smiled and hated seeing him down. But at the moment, something curious happened; he seemed to lose his composure, and be reduced to a babbling mess, albeit a sweet one a that. "Yes, darling? What is it?" she murmured, head tilting to the side, as she attempted to elicit a cohesive response from her lover.
Cougarstorm hung his head slightly in abashment; he knew that his unintelligible babbling could be seen as rude, the last thing he wanted to do was embarass himself. His warm gray gaze fell on Geckoleaf, noticing she was waiting for him to reply. "Well, I was wondering if you would like--" Cougarstorm suddenly cut himself off as he wandered around the den before continuing, "-- to have kits with me.." The warrior knew the love that he held for the she-cat was foridden, but he couldn't help himself. He loved her.

[Clover]

Cougarstorm hung his head slightly in abashment; he knew that his intelligible babbling could be seen as rude, the last thing he wanted to do was embarass himself. His warm gray gaze fell on Geckoleaf, noticing she was waiting for him to reply. "Well, I was wondering if you would like--" Cougarstorm suddenly cut himself off as he wandered around the den before continuing, "-- to have kits with me.." The warrior knew the love that he held for the she-cat was foridden, but he couldn't help himself. He loved her.
Geckoleaf stiffened, her body running rigid. "Cougar-we can't. It's not that I don't love you- I really do, with my whole soul, but what would their life be like? They'd be nursed by some other she-cat, and they'd never know their mother, and you'd be distant enough. Even if it was someone we both knew and trusted, I just couldn't do that to them. I-... I'm so sorry. I know it tears you apart, and me too... But we can't be parents. I have duties, and so do you. This clan provides for us as we must do for it." She stopped for a moment, realizing how she sounded. Like the clan took priority over their love, over everything they held dear. "I want kits. I do. But we can't have them now. Not here- we just got a new leader, and the four clans are in ruins.." Her voice trailed off, voice thick with emotion. "I love you so much. But we just cant." The feline averted her gaze; she couldn't look at Cougarstorm, and see the emotion he carried in his eyes, his want to have kits, his love and desire for her, and his hurt that she had refused him something he held so dear.

(since we were going to have them fight in the clearing or forest, and then gecko comes back to arctic, maybe instead arctic comes in after they finish fighting?)

[Brunch]

Geckoleaf stiffened, her body running rigid. "Cougar-we can't. It's not that I don't love you- I really do, with my whole soul, but what would their life be like? They'd be nursed by some other she-cat, and they'd never know their mother, and you'd be distant enough. Even if it was someone we both knew and trusted, I just couldn't do that to them. I-... I'm so sorry. I know it tears you apart, and me too... But we can't be parents. I have duties, and so do you. This clan provides for us as we must do for it." She stopped for a moment, realizing how she sounded. Like the clan took priority over their love, over everything they held dear. "I want kits. I do. But we can't have them now. Not here- we just got a new leader, and the four clans are in ruins.." Her voice trailed off, voice thick with emotion. "I love you so much. But we just cant." The feline averted her gaze; she couldn't look at Cougarstorm, and see the emotion he carried in his eyes, his want to have kits, his love and desire for her, and his hurt that she had refused him something he held so dear.

(since we were going to have them fight in the clearing or forest, and then gecko comes back to arctic, maybe instead arctic comes in after they finish fighting?)
Unlike Geckoleaf's body, Cougarstorm's sagged with emotion; he wanted to understand his lover's reasoning, but it seemed contrary to reason. "So," he meowed, his gaze indignanat, "the clans, and cats who probably want to kill you are more important than me? I see, this whole 'love' thing is just an act to push my buttons." Without another word, he turned on his heel and fled; before he tore through the thickets, he turned his head to give Geckoleaf a tearful glance. Cougarstorm was gone.

(Alright, sounds good!)

[Clover]

Unlike Geckoleaf's body, Cougarstorm's sagged with emotion; he wanted to understand his lover's reasoning, but it seemed contrary to reason. "So," he meowed, his gaze indignanat, "the clans, and cats who probably want to kill you are more important than me? I see, this whole 'love' thing is just an act to push my buttons." Without another word, he turned on his heel and fled; before he tore through the thickets, he turned his head to give Geckoleaf a tearful glance. Cougarstorm was gone.

(Alright, sounds good!)

The medicine cat felt an unexpected surge of anger course through her, her veins filled with fire. "Fine! If you don't trust me, than just leave!" She spat, her words uncharacteristically sharp. For all of her soft-spoken nature and hesitancy to use strong words, Geckoleaf loved Cougarstorm deeply, and his words accusing her of being unfaithful to him and their dedication to one another. It struck her to her core, his words as sharp as a bite to the neck. Audits flattening backwards, the feline quickly lost her sharp edge, and her emotions turned quickly to desperation and hurt. "Cougar- wait!" Geckoleaf cried desperately, her words loud and clear, another deviation from her usual soft spoken self. But despite her worry for him, Geckoleaf didn't run after her love. If he needed time, or if he even was done with her, she still couldn't blame him for his reaction. She had realized the mistake of her words too late, but it may have cost her a dearly loved relationship, and friend.

Tears began to stream from her eyes, emotion and shock overwhelming her self control. They pooling in her her sapphire blue orbs, and she blinked hard to keep seeing straight. Gratefully, the den was devoid of any other souls, and her outburst and relationship would not be discovered. Turning tail, Geckokeaf fled to a hidden corner in the back of the den, a mossy spot protected by vines where she kept the most dangerous herbs. It easily hid her small form, and only there did she allow herself to let loose, rough and ungainly sobs wracking her body, soft sobs escaping her mouth, and more tears dripping from her eyes. How had she allowed herself to slip, and make such a mistake? It was obvious, in retrospect; she should've instead told him that it just wasn't the time, and she just wasn't yet ready for kits. Then, none of this mess would've happened. Maybe Cougarstorm would've been disappointed, but she knew he would've understood. But not this, never this. It was her fault, and what she'd said would always be inexcusable.

[Brunch]

The medicine cat felt an unexpected surge of anger course through her, her veins filled with fire. "Fine! If you don't trust me, than just leave!" She spat, her words uncharacteristically sharp. For all of her soft-spoken nature and hesitancy to use strong words, Geckoleaf loved Cougarstorm deeply, and his words accusing her of being unfaithful to him and their dedication to one another. It struck her to her core, his words as sharp as a bite to the neck. Audits flattening backwards, the feline quickly lost her sharp edge, and her emotions turned quickly to desperation and hurt. "Cougar- wait!" Geckoleaf cried desperately, her words loud and clear, another deviation from her usual soft spoken self. But despite her worry for him, Geckoleaf didn't run after her love. If he needed time, or if he even was done with her, she still couldn't blame him for his reaction. She had realized the mistake of her words too late, but it may have cost her a dearly loved relationship, and friend.

Tears began to stream from her eyes, emotion and shock overwhelming her self control. They pooling in her her sapphire blue orbs, and she blinked hard to keep seeing straight. Gratefully, the den was devoid of any other souls, and her outburst and relationship would not be discovered. Turning tail, Geckokeaf fled to a hidden corner in the back of the den, a mossy spot protected by vines where she kept the most dangerous herbs. It easily hid her small form, and only there did she allow herself to let loose, rough and ungainly sobs wracking her body, soft sobs escaping her mouth, and more tears dripping from her eyes. How had she allowed herself to slip, and make such a mistake? It was obvious, in retrospect; she should've instead told him that it just wasn't the time, and she just wasn't yet ready for kits. Then, none of this mess would've happened. Maybe Cougarstorm would've been disappointed, but she knew he would've understood. But not this, never this. It was her fault, and what she'd said would always be inexcusable.
Once again, the bushes rattled, though this time less intense and lower to the ground. Peeping his head through the thicket barrier, Arctickit had a concerned look on his features; he had seen the infuriated tom burst out of the den. He wasn't too concerned by his actions, but it was the weeping that had sounded afterward that had made him anxious. Arctickit's eyes not quite adjusting to the blinding darkness of the den, he couldn't make out the figure of Geckoleaf cowered in the corner, wails escaping her maw. Curious as to the reason of the weepings, Artickit ventured deeper into the den, his gray-brown tabby tail flicking with a bundle of emotions. "G-Geckoleaf?" he trembled, afraid of the possibilities, "Are you okay?" he trodded forward, his ears plastered against his head, and his small body trembling.

[Clover]

Once again, the bushes rattled, though this time less intense and lower to the ground. Peeping his head through the thicket barrier, Arctickit had a concerned look on his features; he had seen the infuriated tom burst out of the den. He wasn't too concerned by his actions, but it was the weeping that had sounded afterward that had made him anxious. Arctickit's eyes not quite adjusting to the blinding darkness of the den, he couldn't make out the figure of Geckoleaf cowered in the corner, wails escaping her maw. Curious as to the reason of the weepings, Artickit ventured deeper into the den, his gray-brown tabby tail flicking with a bundle of emotions. "G-Geckoleaf?" he trembled, afraid of the possibilities, "Are you okay?" he trodded forward, his ears plastered against his head, and his small body trembling.

Hearing the soft rustle of the bushes, and the sound of footsteps on the stone floor of her den, Geckoleaf looked up, and quickly stifled her sobs, unsure of who had entered. But her body still shook slightly, and the tears kept coming. She brushed the tears from her eyes, and then hiccuped softly, the pressure from her sobs unrelenting. She had a moment to compose herself, and that she did, before the small figure spoke. The medicine cat instantly recognized his voice; Arctickit, drawn here from what she did not know. Geckoleaf let out a slight sigh of relief, glad that it was not someone who she knew better. Taking in a deep, shuddering breath before she spoke, Geckoleaf said softly to the mainly white tom-kit; "I-... I'm alright. I think. I just had an argument with my best friend. We disagreed on a big issue, and I said something wrong and he ran off." None of it was a lie. Cougarstorm was her best friend, and they disagreed on kits, and she said something wrong. But, she could never tell Arctickit about him being her love. Of course she couldn't. It was completely forbidden.

[Brunch]

Hearing the soft rustle of the bushes, and the sound of footsteps on the stone floor of her den, Geckoleaf looked up, and quickly stifled her sobs, unsure of who had entered. But her body still shook slightly, and the tears kept coming. She brushed the tears from her eyes, and then hiccuped softly, the pressure from her sobs unrelenting. She had a moment to compose herself, and that she did, before the small figure spoke. The medicine cat instantly recognized his voice; Arctickit, drawn here from what she did not know. Geckoleaf let out a slight sigh of relief, glad that it was not someone who she knew better. Taking in a deep, shuddering breath before she spoke, Geckoleaf said softly to the mainly white tom-kit; "I-... I'm alright. I think. I just had an argument with my best friend. We disagreed on a big issue, and I said something wrong and he ran off." None of it was a lie. Cougarstorm was her best friend, and they disagreed on kits, and she said something wrong. But, she could never tell Arctickit about him being her love. Of course she couldn't. It was completely forbidden.
Letting out a quick sigh of relief that nothing terrible had come upon the medicine cat, Arctickit smiled softly at her. Oblivious to what Geckoleaf's words could have meant, Arctickit stretched forward towards her; Arctickit felt jovial, for some reason in that cave. The kit had been incredibly dubious of his apprenticeship that was nearing at a rapid pace, and with the nursery seeming to decrease in size thanks to the new arrivals, and only really felt safe when outised, or in a den with very few cats. Arctickit barely thought of his fears though when he squeakex, "Well then, do you need any help?"

[Clover]

Letting out a quick sigh of relief that nothing terrible had come upon the medicine cat, Arctickit smiled softlycat her. Oblivious to what Geckoleaf's words could have meant, Arctickit stretched forward towards her; Arctickit felt jovial, for some reason in that cave. The kit had been incredibly dubious of his apprenticeship that was nearing at a rapid pace, and with the nursery seeming to decrease in size thanks to the new arrivals, and only really felt safe when outised, or in a den with very few cats. Arctickit barely thought of his fears though when he squeakex, "Well then, do you need any help?"
Geckoleaf laughed softly, at the relief the kit obviously felt from she herself being alright. A smile nearly crossed her muzzle, but she felt too down, and instead the edges of her lips lifted slightly, softening her harsh expression of sadness. "I actually don't think there is a whole lot you can do. Unless you'd like to learn some basic herb functions and help me compile general injury packets, I could just enjoy the company. I've heard the best remedy for sadness is company," she responded softly, her voice slightly steadier than before. It touched her that the kit cared so much about her though, when she hardly knew him. But even though she had meant the herb sorting jokingly, she had a creeping suspicion that Arctickit would accept. Geckoleaf had taken a liking to him, and was thinking of making him her apprentice.

[Brunch]

Geckoleaf laughed softly, at the relief the kit obviously felt from she herself being alright. A smile nearly crossed her muzzle, but she felt too down, and instead the edges of her lips lifted slightly, softening her harsh expression of sadness. "I actually don't think there is a whole lot you can do. Unless you'd like to learn some basic herb functions and help me compile general injury packets, I could just enjoy the company. I've heard the best remedy for sadness is company," she responded softly, her voice slightly steadier than before. It touched her that the kit cared so much about her though, when she hardly knew him. But even though she had meant the herb sorting jokingly, she had a creeping suspicion that Arctickit would accept. Geckoleaf had taken a liking to him, and was thinking of making him her apprentice.
Joyous for the excuse to escape the nursery, Arctickit obliged with a chirp of, "Sure!" The kit padded over to the herbs, his maw stretched wide over the many plants, his pelt pickling with excitement. Though not every scent was quite pleasing, he was quite optimistic that each would be just as fun as to sort. His bright blue eyes glitter over to Geckoleaf a smile perched on his childish features. "What packets are we sorting?" he asked quietly, gazing over the herbs once more, trying to take in as much as he could, but it all jumbled together in a very minty scent. He cradled one that was very enticing to him; a very comforting scent that drew him closer. Arctickit backed up though, knowing that if he got any closer he would devour them. His pupils were wide, almost covering his entire eye, "What does this do?" he questioned Geckoleaf calmly, gesturing to the herb- catmint- with his grey-brown fluffy tail.

[Clover]

Joyous for the excuse to escape the nursery, Arctickit obliged with a chirp of, "Sure!" The kit padded over to the herbs, his maw stretched wide over the many plants, his pelt pickling with excitement. Though not every scent was quite pleasing, he was quite optimistic that each would be just as fun as to sort. His bright blue eyes glitter over to Geckoleaf a smile perched on his childish features. "What packets are we sorting?" he asked quietly, gazing over the herbs once more, trying to take in as much as he could, but it all jumbled together in a very minty scent. He cradled one that was very enticing to him; a very comforting scent that drew him closer. Arctickit backed up though, knowing that if he got any closer he would devour them. His pupils were wide, almost covering his entire eye, "What does this do?" he questioned Geckoleaf calmly, gesturing to the herb- catmint- with his grey-brown fluffy tail.
Watching the kitten, Geckoleaf felt a surge of joy fill her inexplicably, momentarily overpowering the ominous sense of pain in her chest. Arctickit was strikingly similar to her, from when she had first become interested in the world of healing. She remembered the wonder and awe when Marshsnow had taught her about herbs, the way they healed and interacted. She twitched her tail, and then slowly rose, her tears now stilled but wet in her fur. She then padded towards the young tom, and then sat next to him. He was already tall next to her, his ears reaching her shoulder when he was standing. He would be big.. Like Cougarstorm. She stiffened at that realization, and then swallowed hard, forcing the lump in her throat down. She couldn't freeze up again, not when this young tom was so promising. "That's catmint. It can be used to cure Greencough and kitten cough, and sometimes the odd sore chest," she responded, ears angled towards the kitten. "We'll sort traveling herb packs from healing ones. I'll teach you the scents, because they look the same on the outside."

[Brunch]

Watching the kitten, Geckoleaf felt a surge of joy fill her inexplicably, momentarily overpowering the ominous sense of pain in her chest. Arctickit was strikingly similar to her, from when she had first become interested in the world of healing. She remembered the wonder and awe when Marshsnow had taught her about herbs, the way they healed and interacted. She twitched her tail, and then slowly rose, her tears now stilled but wet in her fur. She then padded towards the young tom, and then sat next to him. He was already tall next to her, his ears reaching her shoulder when he was standing. He would be big.. Like Cougarstorm. She stiffened at that realization, and then swallowed hard, forcing the lump in her throat down. She couldn't freeze up again, not when this young tom was so promising. "That's catmint. It can be used to cure Greencough and kitten cough, and sometimes the odd sore chest," she responded, ears angled towards the kitten. "We'll sort traveling herb packs from healing ones. I'll teach you the scents, because they look the same on the outside."
"Well," Arctickit mewed quietly, "It smells delightful!" his voice was a quiet chirp as he skidded over to where Geckoleaf was, hovering over the herbs that they were to sort. Before looking down at the herbs, he took Geckoleaf's words for granted, thinking that the plants would be quite easy to sort, no matter their similarity. As Arctickit turned his attention to leaves before him, they all seemed analogous, and when his stretched his mouth to take in their scent, it was the same heap of scent that he could not understand, no matter how he looked at it. His bright blue eyes landed on Geckoleaf, waiting patiently for instructions.

[Clover]

"Well," Arctickit mewed quietly, "It smells delightful!" his voice was a quiet chirp as he skidded over to where Geckoleaf was, hovering over the herbs that they were to sort. Before looking down at the herbs, he took Geckoleaf's words for granted, thinking that the plants would be quite easy to sort, no matter their similarity. As Arctickit turned his attention to leaves before him, they all seemed analogous, and when his stretched his mouth to take in their scent, it was the same heap of scent that he could not understand, no matter how he looked at it. His bright blue eyes landed on Geckoleaf, waiting patiently for instructions.
"This is hard, I know, and took me many months to master as an apprentice. But it's fun, trying to sort them." Moving upwards, she swept a messy pile of beech leaf packets in between them, and by scent, deftly pulled out two of the packages, and placed them apart from the mound of leaves, a little ways away from each other. "Alright. The one on the right is healing. They have a sharper, more earthy tone. And one the left are traveling herbs. They have a gentler scent, and are more definitely floral. Smell them both, and then slowly nose through pile until you find one corresponding to each. Then, put it with the right herb packet I already placed down. Then, once have the piles, well put them away. Alright, love?" She mewed, waiting to make sure he understood her instructions, however vague and ill defined they were. She had never tried to explain something like this before.

[Brunch]

"This is hard, I know, and took me many months to master as an apprentice. But it's fun, trying to sort them." Moving upwards, she swept a messy pile of beech leaf packets in between them, and by scent, deftly pulled out two of the packages, and placed them apart from the mound of leaves, a little ways away from each other. "Alright. The one on the right is healing. They have a sharper, more earthy tone. And one the left are traveling herbs. They have a gentler scent, and are more definitely floral. Smell them both, and then slowly nose through pile until you find one corresponding to each. Then, put it with the right herb packet I already placed down. Then, once have the piles, well put them away. Alright, love?" She mewed, waiting to make sure he understood her instructions, however vague and ill defined they were. She had never tried to explain something like this before.
Arctickit cocked his head to the side as he gazed at the herbs, his eyes contemplating the leaves before him. Crouching low to the ground, Arctickit placed his nose against the leaves; now that the description was in his head, it was easier to sense the diffence that it held. Picking up one that had more of a softer scent, which Geckoleaf had explained were traveling herbs; he picked them up in his maw carefully, and set them in the beech leaf. His ears pricked at the leaves, as though he could hear the diffence; again, he lowered his head again, this time closing his bright blue eyes, concentrating on the smells that permeated from the leaves. Arctickit placed one of his forepaws on the nearest leaf, and suddenly, he felt a connection of some sort towards it.

Healing... The thought poured into his mind; Arctickit thought nothing of abnormality of the thought. He placed it in the beech leaf designated for the healing leaves. Arctickit placed his paw on another leaf; Traveling this time it was much faster as it flooded his mind. Again, he placed the herb onto the small pile, and quickly did the process over and over again, until the pile was empty. Arctickit looked up at Geckoleaf, his eyes wondering how he had done, expecting to be corrected, though everything was right.

(His first connection to plants! ;3)

[Clover]

Arctickit cocked his head to the side as he gazed at the herbs, his eyes contemplating the leaves before him. Crouching low to the ground, Arctickit placed his nose against the leaves; now that the description was in his head, it was easier to sense the diffence that it held. Picking up one that had more of a softer scent, which Geckoleaf had explained were traveling herbs; he picked them up in his maw carefully, and set them in the beech leaf. His ears pricked at the leaves, as though he could hear the diffence; again, he lowered his head again, this time closing his bright blue eyes, concentrating on the smells that permeated from the leaves. Arctickit placed one of his forepaws on the nearest leaf, and suddenly, he felt a connection of some sort towards it.

Healing... The thought poured into his mind; Arctickit thought nothing of abnormality of the thought. He placed it in the beech leaf designated for the healing leaves. Arctickit placed his paw on another leaf; Traveling this time it was much faster as it flooded his mind. Again, he placed the herb onto the small pile, and quickly did the process over and over again, until the pile was empty. Arctickit looked up at Geckoleaf, his eyes wondering how he had done, expecting to be corrected, though everything was right.

(His first connection to plants! ;3)
A look of surprise crossed the medicine cat's face, a look of such shock that you'd think StarClan themselves had come to visit her. She had never, in her entire life, seen a cat catch on to it so quickly. And he was deft and quick, despite having never touched herbs before. And even she could not navigate herb packs that quick, just by touch. "I.. I... Goodness, darling, how have you managed to do that? By the stars above, it's as if the leaves are speaking to you!" She meows to the kitten, a tone of genuine admiration coloring his words. Of course, she didn't have any clue that Arctickit actually could feel the herbs. A sudden that struck her; he would make a brilliant medicine cat. it struck her without warning, but she knew it was right. It felt right, and it was right. But Geckoleaf also knew not to jump to conclusions. "Arctickit, would you like to learn some more herbs, and try applying them to real situations? You seem like quite a promising candidate for apprenticeship."

[Brunch]

A look of surprise crossed the medicine cat's face, a look of such shock that you'd think StarClan themselves had come to visit her. She had never, in her entire life, seen a cat catch on to it so quickly. And he was deft and quick, despite having never touched herbs before. And even she could not navigate herb packs that quick, just by touch. "I.. I... Goodness, darling, how have you managed to do that? By the stars above, it's as if the leaves are speaking to you!" She meows to the kitten, a tone of genuine admiration coloring his words. Of course, she didn't have any clue that Arctickit actually could feel the herbs. A sudden that struck her; he would make a brilliant medicine cat. it struck her without warning, but she knew it was right. It felt right, and it was right. But Geckoleaf also knew not to jump to conclusions. "Arctickit, would you like to learn some more herbs, and try applying them to real situations? You seem like quite a promising candidate for apprenticeship."
Arctickit let a worried expression cross his features; he didn't know that his strange way of sorting herbs was almost a miracle. At Geckoleaf's question, Arctickit gave her a perplexed look, "I-uh- touched it and the-uh- name came into my mind..." he didn't know why his exceptional-or how he thought normal- way of sorting was so surprising. Though Arctickit was quite taken aback by Geckoleaf's attitude, he was still quite prideful of the adirmation that was laced in Geckoleaf's eyes. Arctickit felt quite excited of his supernatural-sorting; but as Geckoleaf asked for Arctickit to become her apprentice, his bouncing slowly degrading to a little flick of his tail. "I- of course!" Arctickit chirped, his voice boisterous as he spun in an excited circle. Arctickit had finally achieved something that no one could demean him for, something that they could never understand.

[Clover]

Arctickit let a worried expression cross his features; he didn't know that his strange way of sorting herbs was almost a miracle. At Geckoleaf's question, Arctickit gave her a perplexed look, "I-uh- touched it and the-uh- name came into my mind..." he didn't know why his exceptional-or how he thought normal- way of sorting was so surprising. Though Arctickit was quite taken aback by Geckoleaf's attitude, he was still quite prideful of the adirmation that was laced in Geckoleaf's eyes. Arctickit felt quite excited of his supernatural-sorting; but as Geckoleaf asked for Arctickit to become her apprentice, his bouncing slowly degrading to a little flick of his tail. "I- of course!" Arctickit chirped, his voice boisterous as he spun in an excited circle. Arctickit had finally achieved something that no one could demean him for, something that they could never understand.

She laughed slightly, a high clear note in deep contrast to the sobbing from earlier, a much darker sound. Her clear eyes twinkled with mirth; the excitement of the kit, soon to be apprentice, was infectious, and she too smiled, a wide toothy grin. "Now, slow down. How did you hear the plants...?" Her voice trailed off, because she already know the answer. StarClan had meant for it to be, for him to have this gift and to be her apprentice. "Of course. It makes sense," she spoke, addressing no one in particular. "Your meant to be my apprentice, is more that one way." Turning towards her herb shelves, she felt her mind spark with curiosity; could the kitten divine the use of a herb simply from touch? And so she picked a inconspicuous herb. A dried petal of chamomile, which looked like a wilted leaf, or a dried flower petal. It had a faint smell when it was this dried, and the only way to know its use was from being told, or by a gift from StarClan. Gently, she grasped a single dried petal in her leaves, careful not to crush it and release the sweet odors contained within. She set it before Arctickit, and a hint of challenge glinted in her eyes. "Can you tell me what this herb does, just by touch?" She murmured lowly, voice soft and inviting for him to try.
(chamomile; relaxation, and to help a throat feel better. and it smells good x3)

[Brunch]

She laughed slightly, a high clear note in deep contrast to the sobbing from earlier, a much darker sound. Her clear eyes twinkled with mirth; the excitement of the kit, soon to be apprentice, was infectious, and she too smiled, a wide toothy grin. "Now, slow down. How did you hear the plants...?" Her voice trailed off, because she already know the answer. StarClan had meant for it to be, for him to have this gift and to be her apprentice. "Of course. It makes sense," she spoke, addressing no one in particular. "Your meant to be my apprentice, is more that one way." Turning towards her herb shelves, she felt her mind spark with curiosity; could the kitten divine the use of a herb simply from touch? And so she picked a inconspicuous herb. A dried petal of chamomile, which looked like a wilted leaf, or a dried flower petal. It had a faint smell when it was this dried, and the only way to know its use was from being told, or by a gift from StarClan. Gently, she grasped a single dried petal in her leaves, careful not to crush it and release the sweet odors contained within. She set it before Arctickit, and a hint of challenge glinted in her eyes. "Can you tell me what this herb does, just by touch?" She murmured lowly, voice soft and inviting for him to try.
(chamomile; relaxation, and to help a throat feel better. and it smells good x3)
It was hard for Arctickit to wrap his mind around what Geckoleaf had just said. A gift from StarClan, but I'm hardly anything special... The young kitten kept quiet as Geckoleaf muttered to herself; everything that had happened was quite strange and difficult to figure out. When his future mentor zipped off without a word, Arctickit flopped into a sitting position, waiting for Geckoleaf to return. When the medicine cat returned with a shriveled leaf, Arctickit was quite surprised, thinking that it would be something different, but as the small kit settled back into the crouching position, he gave Geckoleaf a curt nod. Arctickit placed his paw on the dried chamomile petal, careful not to annihilate it. Chamomile the word, along with the enticing scent, flooded his mind. He could picture the plant so clearly in his mind; it was so beautiful, so fresh.

Arctickit shuffled his paws off of the petal, only to mutter, "Chamomile..." in a very mesmerized voice. As Arctickit got to his paws with hesitation, a small, blooming fern blossomed where his foresaw had been. It was faster than imaginable, shifting and growing into a beautiful plant. Stumbling back a few steps to almost glare at the fern. "Chamomile!" he shouted over the blood pounding in his ears.

[Clover]

It was hard for Arctickit to wrap his mind around what Geckoleaf had just said. A gift from StarClan, but I'm hardly anything special... The young kitten kept quiet as Geckoleaf muttered to herself; everything that had happened was quite strange and difficult to figure out. When his future mentor zipped off without a word, Arctickit flopped into a sitting position, waiting for Geckoleaf to return. When the medicine cat returned with a shriveled leaf, Arctickit was quite surprised, thinking that it would be something different, but as the small kit settled back into the crouching position, he gave Geckoleaf a curt nod. Arctickit placed his paw on the dried chamomile petal, careful not to annihilate it. Chamomile the word, along with the enticing scent, flooded his mind. He could picture the plant so clearly in his mind; it was so beautiful, so fresh.

Arctickit shuffled his paws off of the petal, only tocmutter, "Chamomile..." in a very mesmerized voice. As Arctickit got to his paws with hesitation, a small, blooming fern blossomed where his foresaw had been. It was faster than imsgjnable, shifting and growing into a beautiful plant. Stumbling back a few steps to almost glare at the fern. "Chamomile!" he shouted over the blood pounding in his ears.

A smile crossed her mouth as he whispered the name, which she had never told him before. Geckoleaf watched as his eyes widened, and he moved backwards in a disjointed manner, as he looked towards the newly bloomed plant.
But she soon saw his panicked expression, and she moved forward to comfort him, as a mother might. It was irrational and maternal; she saw a kit in distress and moved forward to comfort him. She gently nuzzled him on the head, her nose slightly parting the downy white kitten fur. "Hey.. I know it's a lot, but your okay, kitten. Your fine," she purred, in a gentle tone she hoped was comforting. She gave his fur a soft lick, and then turned her gaze towards the bit of green sprouted in front of Arctickit. Her tail swished around the kit, and she nipped the plant at its base, hoping it would cease the growing.

[Brunch]

A smile crossed her mouth as he whispered the name, which she had never told him before. Geckoleaf watched as his eyes widened, and he moved backwards in a disjointed manner, as he looked towards the newly bloomed plant.
But she soon saw his panicked expression, and she moved forward to comfort him, as a mother might. It was irrational and maternal; she saw a kit in distress and moved forward to comfort him. She gently nuzzled him on the head, her nose slightly parting the downy white kitten fur. "Hey.. I know it's a lot, but your okay, kitten. Your fine," she purred, in a gentle tone she hoped was comforting. She gave his fur a soft lick, and then turned her gaze towards the bit of green sprouted in front of Arctickit. Her tail swished around the kit, and she nipped the plant at its base, hoping it would cease the growing.
Arctickit exhaled softly as Geckoleaf leaped forward to comfort him; he was quite confused and afraid of what had happened, and having the medicine cat comfort him made him feel as though he were floating, for some reason. Arctickit had a very haggard expression on his face, and he trembled into a sitting position. Practicing blinked hard as Geckoleaf removed the chamomile; it ceased from sprouting anymore, but when Geckoleaf discarded it, it leafy a large crack in the stone carpet, with small pebbles scattered around. "W-what happened?" He muttered, more to himself Han Geckoleaf; Arctickit ed answers as to what had happened, but everything was so confusing and disorienting.

[Clover]

Arctickit exhaled softly as Geckoleaf leaped forward to comfort him; he was quite confused and afraid of what had happened, and having the medicine cat comfort him made him feel as though he were floating, for some reason. Arctickit had a very haggard expression on his face, and he trembled into a sitting position. Practicing blinked hard as Geckoleaf removed the chamomile; it ceased from sprouting anymore, but when Geckoleaf discarded it, it leafy a large crack in the stone carpet, with small pebbles scattered around. "W-what happened?" He muttered, more to himself Han Geckoleaf; Arctickit ed answers as to what had happened, but everything was so confusing and disorienting.

The medicine cat gently stroked her tail down the kit's spine, slowly and deliberately, to attempt to comfort the distressed kitten. Turning her gaze, she eyed the leafy plant, almost suspiciously, wondering if it would keep growing even from a slight distance. She twitched her ears towards the kit at his question, muttered to no in particular. So she didn't respond to Arctickit, as she knew he'd need a moment to at least process what'd happened to him. Poor baby, she thought, a flash of sympathy streaking through her as he sat and shook, trying to process what was happening. Moving towards him slightly, she began to groom his fur, her rough tongue smoothing down his fur, despite the fact it was already clean and soft. She remembered her own mentor doing this for her when she came back from a hard day with the other apprentices. A soft smile crossed her face at the old memories, bittersweet and faded. She pulled herself back to the present and glanced down at Arctickit, quivering next to her, and she gave him one last lick before nuzzling his head, the fuzzy white fur tickling her nose.

[Clover]

Lilly

Geckoleaf padded slowly into her den, the feeling of warmth enveloping her comfortably. She let out a sigh of relief, feeling content and relaxed in the pleasing familiarity of her workspace. The musty scent of herbs carried on the gentle draft that whispered through the den, the sweet and pungent aroma filling her nose and relaxing her. She smiled in joy, tail flicking lightly. After the stress of having a horrific attack in the territory, losing Arcticpaw, and now gaining Cricketpaw, the feeling of ease and peace that the space provided her was refreshing. Her surroundings seemed quiet and close, and she hoped that, with time, her apprentice would come to feel similarly. Swiveling her head around, she looked back at the entrance, coated with heavy vines and thick, hanging moss, waiting for the bengal to enter. Exhausted from their journey, however, she staggered to her nest and sank down, the moss inviting and warm. Geckoleaf would naturally rise again once Cricketpaw had entered, but for now, the promise of sleep that it offered seemed much too tempting a deal.

[spade]

Lilly

Geckoleaf padded slowly into her den, the feeling of warmth enveloping her comfortably. She let out a sigh of relief, feeling content and relaxed in the pleasing familiarity of her workspace. The musty scent of herbs carried on the gentle draft that whispered through the den, the sweet and pungent aroma filling her nose and relaxing her. She smiled in joy, tail flicking lightly. After the stress of having a horrific attack in the territory, losing Arcticpaw, and now gaining Cricketpaw, the feeling of ease and peace that the space provided her was refreshing. Her surroundings seemed quiet and close, and she hoped that, with time, her apprentice would come to feel similarly. Swiveling her head around, she looked back at the entrance, coated with heavy vines and thick, hanging moss, waiting for the bengal to enter. Exhausted from their journey, however, she staggered to her nest and sank down, the moss inviting and warm. Geckoleaf would naturally rise again once Cricketpaw had entered, but for now, the promise of sleep that it offered seemed much too tempting a deal.

Muscles shaking as she entered the den behind Geckoleaf, the dark furred Bengal let out a sigh, the sound whispering through the den and absorbed by the dimly lit walls that surrounded her. The mossy vines that hung down, sheltering the medicine den from the rest of camp, swung down back into place, shaking slightly from a leaf-bare breeze that rattled the branches outside. Instantly, the unfamiliar scent of herbs hit Cricketpaw's nose, and she paused, taking a moment to breath them in. Soon, she knew that with time she would eventually come to place a name with the scent, and the thought of having this extra knowledge sent a thrill of excitement rushing through her. Although her forepaws were all but limp from exhaustion, the she-cat's mind was active and awake, flipping through the different scents as if they were pieces of different prey. The sweet aroma filled her nostrils and exhilarated her. After a few brief moments, she opened her eyes and glanced over at where Geckoleaf had sank down into her nest. Sleep she though, her paws automatically making their way back to where her old nest has been from when she was a patient. Despite the nagging thoughts that she would soon have to began her training, the tired apprentice sank gratefully down into the nest, it's warm and soothing appeal drawing her in as her muscles released a sigh of joy, relaxation sweeping over her in waves. "Did you want to start now, Geckoleaf?" she murmured, a yawn cutting into her voice half way through, jaws parting to reveal her glinting white teeth.

[Clover]

Muscles shaking as she entered the den behind Geckoleaf, the dark furred Bengal let out a sigh, the sound whispering through the den and absorbed by the dimly lit walls that surrounded her. The mossy vines that hung down, sheltering the medicine den from the rest of camp, swung down back into place, shaking slightly from a leaf-bare breeze that rattled the branches outside. Instantly, the unfamiliar scent of herbs hit Cricketpaw's nose, and she paused, taking a moment to breath them in. Soon, she knew that with time she would eventually come to place a name with the scent, and the thought of having this extra knowledge sent a thrill of excitement rushing through her. Although her forepaws were all but limp from exhaustion, the she-cat's mind was active and awake, flipping through the different scents as if they were pieces of different prey. The sweet aroma filled her nostrils and exhilarated her. After a few brief moments, she opened her eyes and glanced over at where Geckoleaf had sank down into her nest. Sleep she though, her paws automatically making their way back to where her old nest has been from when she was a patient. Despite the nagging thoughts that she would soon have to began her training, the tired apprentice sank gratefully down into the nest, it's warm and soothing appeal drawing her in as her muscles released a sigh of joy, relaxation sweeping over her in waves. "Did you want to start now, Geckoleaf?" she murmured, a yawn cutting into her voice half way through, jaws parting to reveal her glinting white teeth.

Soreness became prevalent, and the last thing she wanted to do was move from her comfortable bed. Even through the whole journey here, she had barely felt a thing, having forced herself to keep moving until she got to the safeness of camp. She let out a low sigh, more annoyed with the bit about leaving her bed than teaching Cricketpaw. "Yes. I think, since showing you the actual herbs requires, may I dare say, moving, we should instead go over the herbs and their uses, then tomorrow we'll start on sorting them," she replied, her voice soft and quiet from exhaustion. Still, she forced herself up and hobbled over to where Cricketpaw lay, deciding to be close enough to her apprentice so that she didn't have to yell, but so that they could both still laying down, recovering their energy. She sank down on the soft moss next to Cricketpaw, unabashedly snuggling close to her apprentice. It was still quite chilly, even in the den, and no one would question the medicine cats for keeping in close contact. Her tail flicked out of the way, and she wrapped it around her frosty toes, hoping to give them back some life. She let out a wide-mouthed yawn of her own, her gape revealing a perfect set of teeth, not marred by the hard life of a warrior. It wasn't to say that her work was no less important, but she would never chip a tooth in battle, and knock it against a rock while hunting. Turning her attention towards Cricketpaw, she smiled lightly. "Alright. The basics, so that you know emergency healing. Burdock root for infection chewed to a pulp. Catmint, for Greencough, fed whole. Tansy for coughs- but not too much," she said softly. As she continued, her words adopted a song-like quality; they lilted up and down gently, and created tone and rhythm, beautiful in the way only and unintentional creation can be.

[wickedvirtues]

Sandpool walked into the medicine den with slight difficulty, glancing around.
"Hello?" She mewed, the long scratch on her side now stung with pain and she cringed slightly. Even though it wasn't likely awfully severe, it stung and she wouldn't be able to help her Clan with it still painful. "Mouse-brained loner!" She spat to herself, running her tongue over the wound.

[Clover]

Sandpool walked into the medicine den with slight difficulty, glancing around.
"Hello?" She mewed, the long scratch on her side now stung with pain and she cringed slightly. Even though it wasn't likely awfully severe, it stung and she wouldn't be able to help her Clan with it still painful. "Mouse-brained loner!" She spat to herself, running her tongue over the wound.
(please don't post in the medicine den without permission!)

[spade]

Soreness became prevalent, and the last thing she wanted to do was move from her comfortable bed. Even through the whole journey here, she had barely felt a thing, having forced herself to keep moving until she got to the safeness of camp. She let out a low sigh, more annoyed with the bit about leaving her bed than teaching Cricketpaw. "Yes. I think, since showing you the actual herbs requires, may I dare say, moving, we should instead go over the herbs and their uses, then tomorrow we'll start on sorting them," she replied, her voice soft and quiet from exhaustion. Still, she forced herself up and hobbled over to where Cricketpaw lay, deciding to be close enough to her apprentice so that she didn't have to yell, but so that they could both still laying down, recovering their energy. She sank down on the soft moss next to Cricketpaw, unabashedly snuggling close to her apprentice. It was still quite chilly, even in the den, and no one would question the medicine cats for keeping in close contact. Her tail flicked out of the way, and she wrapped it around her frosty toes, hoping to give them back some life. She let out a wide-mouthed yawn of her own, her gape revealing a perfect set of teeth, not marred by the hard life of a warrior. It wasn't to say that her work was no less important, but she would never chip a tooth in battle, and knock it against a rock while hunting. Turning her attention towards Cricketpaw, she smiled lightly. "Alright. The basics, so that you know emergency healing. Burdock root for infection chewed to a pulp. Catmint, for Greencough, fed whole. Tansy for coughs- but not too much," she said softly. As she continued, her words adopted a song-like quality; they lilted up and down gently, and created tone and rhythm, beautiful in the way only and unintentional creation can be.

Turning her head so that her blue gaze was focused on her mentor, Cricketpaw found solace in her tone. Their music-like quality hummed in her own eardrums and reverberated into intelligent, yet soft-spoken words of wisdom. It was quite chilly in the den despite the covering that surrounded them like a bears' den for the winter, and the bengal was quite glad to be snuggled up close to her mentor. It felt familiar in a sense, relating to thefoggy memories of her short-lived time in the RiverClan nursery where she bundled up with her mother and siblings last early leaf-bare. Unlike the recent events which turned most of the prior moments spent with Shellfeather sour, this was kind and gentle on Cricketpaw's soul, and she felt honored once more that Geckoleaf had seen something within her that nudged her to pick Cricketpaw to be RiverClan's next medicine cat. Although her body ached, and the warmth and serenity that encircled her in the mossy nest, she found that her mind was alert and attentive. "How do you know you've given them enough tansy?" she saked curiosity, her voice matching the soft waves of Geckoleaf's. A small flame of curiosity burned within their ocean-like depths as she looked up at the orange she-cat. It was nice to just lie here and learn herbs. A definite change from the survival mode she had been in since leaving her mother. Just sitting in the den, comfortable, secure. Safe.

[Clover]

Turning her head so that her blue gaze was focused on her mentor, Cricketpaw found solace in her tone. Their music-like quality hummed in her own eardrums and reverberated into intelligent, yet soft-spoken words of wisdom. It was quite chilly in the den despite the covering that surrounded them like a bears' den for the winter, and the Bengal was quite glad to be snuggled up close to her mentor. It felt familiar in a sense, relating to the foggy memories of her short-lived time in the RiverClan nursery where she bundled up with her mother and siblings last early leaf-bare. Unlike the recent events which turned most of the prior moments spent with Shellfeather sour, this was kind and gentle on Cricketpaw's soul, and she felt honored once more that Geckoleaf had seen something within her that nudged her to pick Cricketpaw to be RiverClan's next medicine cat. Although her body ached, and the warmth and serenity that encircled her in the mossy nest, she found that her mind was alert and attentive. "How do you know you've given them enough tansy?" she asked curiosity, her voice matching the soft waves of Geckoleaf's. A small flame of curiosity burned within their ocean-like depths as she looked up at the orange she-cat. It was nice to just lie here and learn herbs. A definite change from the survival mode she had been in since leaving her mother. Just sitting in the den, comfortable, secure. Safe.

Geckoleaf smiled, watching her bengal apprentice with watery blue eyes that were gentle and compassionate; she felt love for this apprentice, much as she imagined a mother would for her kittens. She delicately draped her tail over Cricketpaw's, her movements deliberate and relaxed. She watched the flicker of interest burn in her trainee's eyes, budding and new. She silently beamed, almost irrationally proud of the effort she could see Cricketpaw already putting forth. Despite the comfort and peace that surrounded them, both were surprisingly alert and mindful, observing each other and paying attention to what the other had to say. She gently nuzzled the striped scruff of the younger molly, her nose tickled by the soft hairs, until she withdrew her nose, looking fondly towards Cricketpaw. The question posed was one simply answered, that floated instinctively to the top of her mind, though she needed to phrase it in an easily understandable fashion. "Based on the patient's body size. For an emergency, the standard dose is half a bud. For kits, only a few petals are needed, and then you monitor from them. For larger warriors, add more based on how much bigger they are," the fiery molly replied calmly, her voice still rising and falling softly as she repeated the well-known phrases that so long ago her mentor had told her. Her eyes closed at the memory of Marshsnow's mellow words, teaching her the same principles. She sighed from the nostalgia and opened her eyes again to the dim light of the insulated den, cozy and compact, devoid of any patients currently. The smell of herbs was earthy and hearty and continued to comfort her from the cruel world of ice and snow that lay just beyond the curtain of vines.

[spade]

Geckoleaf smiled, watching her bengal apprentice with watery blue eyes that were gentle and compassionate; she felt love for this apprentice, much as she imagined a mother would for her kittens. She delicately draped her tail over Cricketpaw's, her movements deliberate and relaxed. She watched the flicker of interest burn in her trainee's eyes, budding and new. She silently beamed, almost irrationally proud of the effort she could see Cricketpaw already putting forth. Despite the comfort and peace that surrounded them, both were surprisingly alert and mindful, observing each other and paying attention to what the other had to say. She gently nuzzled the striped scruff of the younger molly, her nose tickled by the soft hairs, until she withdrew her nose, looking fondly towards Cricketpaw. The question posed was one simply answered, that floated instinctively to the top of her mind, though she needed to phrase it in an easily understandable fashion. "Based on the patient's body size. For an emergency, the standard dose is half a bud. For kits, only a few petals are needed, and then you monitor from them. For larger warriors, add more based on how much bigger they are," the fiery molly replied calmly, her voice still rising and falling softly as she repeated the well-known phrases that so long ago her mentor had told her. Her eyes closed at the memory of Marshsnow's mellow words, teaching her the same principles. She sighed from the nostalgia and opened her eyes again to the dim light of the insulated den, cozy and compact, devoid of any patients currently. The smell of herbs was earthy and hearty and continued to comfort her from the cruel world of ice and snow that lay just beyond the curtain of vines.

"That makes sense," the Bengal murmured and nodded silently to herself, letting her mind wrap around the briefly given facts. Only a few leaves to kits, and older apprentices and young warriors, potentially half a bud. As for the larger warriors of the Clan, perhaps a full bud, or maybe more? She began to recount the words in her head, slowly repeating them in her mind until it became a constant, repetitive jingle. A smile brightened her face and her hunger to know more only grew. "My dad told me that he took some herbs for his journey to the Moonstone. Would tansy be included in those?" she asked innocently, not knowing that she was embarking on a question that contained different herbs altogether. Nonetheless, a light seemed to shine from within the apprentice as she smiled, beginning to appear more and more awake with each answer. She felt as though she could spend moons learning all that Geckoleaf had to teach, and was once again overwhelmed that she had been selected. For a tiny moment, her heart began to race and she had the fleeting thought of what would happen if Geckoleaf were to become ill herself - or leave. A bolt of fear shot through the apprentice and she quickly forced the thought out of her mind. It was simply too much to bear, the dark wave of emotion that threatened to spill over Cricketpaw at the mere though of her new friend being gone so soon.

[Clover]

"That makes sense," the Bengal murmured and nodded silently to herself, letting her mind wrap around the briefly given facts. Only a few leaves to kits, and older apprentices and young warriors, potentially half a bud. As for the larger warriors of the Clan, perhaps a full bud, or maybe more? She began to recount the words in her head, slowly repeating them in her mind until it became a constant, repetitive jingle. A smile brightened her face and her hunger to know more only grew. "My dad told me that he took some herbs for his journey to the Moonstone. Would tansy be included in those?" she asked innocently, not knowing that she was embarking on a question that contained different herbs altogether. Nonetheless, a light seemed to shine from within the apprentice as she smiled, beginning to appear more and more awake with each answer. She felt as though she could spend moons learning all that Geckoleaf had to teach, and was once again overwhelmed that she had been selected. For a tiny moment, her heart began to race and she had the fleeting thought of what would happen if Geckoleaf were to become ill herself - or leave. A bolt of fear shot through the apprentice and she quickly forced the thought out of her mind. It was simply too much to bear, the dark wave of emotion that threatened to spill over Cricketpaw at the mere though of her new friend being gone so soon.

She watched, and instantly understood what Cricketpaw was doing; the look of momentary concentration that swept over her face was a sign that she was repeating the words over and over again, a mantra of memorization and focus. Geckoleaf was confident that she would learn everything she was taught smoothly, albeit with effort, if she simply tried. The innocent question elicited a quiet, non-mocking laugh from Geckoleaf; she loved that Cricketpaw was trying to understand what the herbs could be used for, even if she did not what fully comprehend the many layered uses. "No. Tansy is used for infections; the herbs your father eats are strengthening. I would hope that if he was infected he wouldn't go on a long journey! "she teased gently, smiling widely towards the younger molly. She knew the inquiry was well-meaning, and so she didn't intend to demean her, simply make the lesson a bit more light-hearted. As her blue orbs swept over Cricketpaw, she noticed a sudden tension, a strange near-spasm as her muscles clenched. Her eyebrows raised gently in alarm, and she wrapped her tail tighter around the bengal's side, trying to comfort her from a strange enemy. "Cricket, are you alright?" she cooed gently, her words as soft as mothers but as worried as only a mentor's could be. Her ears perked towards the brown feline in alarm, and she brought her face slightly closer to Cricketpaw's, ready to hear whatever ill affliction had befallen her young companion.

[spade]

She watched, and instantly understood what Cricketpaw was doing; the look of momentary concentration that swept over her face was a sign that she was repeating the words over and over again, a mantra of memorization and focus. Geckoleaf was confident that she would learn everything she was taught smoothly, albeit with effort, if she simply tried. The innocent question elicited a quiet, non-mocking laugh from Geckoleaf; she loved that Cricketpaw was trying to understand what the herbs could be used for, even if she did not what fully comprehend the many layered uses. "No. Tansy is used for infections; the herbs your father eats are strengthening. I would hope that if he was infected he wouldn't go on a long journey! "she teased gently, smiling widely towards the younger molly. She knew the inquiry was well-meaning, and so she didn't intend to demean her, simply make the lesson a bit more light-hearted. As her blue orbs swept over Cricketpaw, she noticed a sudden tension, a strange near-spasm as her muscles clenched. Her eyebrows raised gently in alarm, and she wrapped her tail tighter around the bengal's side, trying to comfort her from a strange enemy. "Cricket, are you alright?" she cooed gently, her words as soft as mothers but as worried as only a mentor's could be. Her ears perked towards the brown feline in alarm, and she brought her face slightly closer to Cricketpaw's, ready to hear whatever ill affliction had befallen her young companion.

A small gulp sounded from within Cricketpaw's throat and she tried to hide her face, looking down as heat filled her cheeks. She didn't want Geckoleaf to know that she already thought of her as a mother figure. Wouldn't that just be embarrassing? After all, they had just met a few days ago when she had returned, and before then Cricketpaw had barely known her - she didn't remember much of her first kithood days. "I-I'm okay," she managed, raising her head and offering a weak smile towards her mentor. Something about the way the fiery orange she-cat was watching her though, made the bengal's heart ache. Unbeknownst that her mentor already cared a great deal for her, a sigh left her lips. "It's just... I don't wanna seem like a kit or anything, but..." Another pause, this time stretching out just a hare longer than last time. Her blue eyes, a miraculous replica of her father's - along with the rest of her appearance - traveled back down to the den floor, tears prickling at the edges. She didn't want to cry, but thinking about her mother leaving the Clan, and taking Cricketpaw with her, was something the young medicine cat apprentice just wasn't quite over yet. "...Ever since I escaped from Shellfeather-" not saying the word mother felt weird, but Cricketpaw didn't dwell on it, "-and have come back and spent time with you, I know it's been short. A-And I don't want this to be weird. But... I just, I guess I'm hoping that you don't end up leaving too. Because I really like being your apprentice. I know it's only the first day, and I feel like a sobbing kit," a small chuckle interrupted her soliloquy, but she continued as she rose her gaze up to meet Geckoleaf's, "...but I hope you're able to stay and train me and don't get tired of me like she did." Once it was all out, she felt as though a vaccum had sucked all the air from her, and she moved a bit closer, unabashedly smothering her face into the soft chest fur of her mentor. Already the young cat had familiarized herself with Geckoleaf's scent and breathed it in, feeling her heartbeat slow back down.

[Clover]

A small gulp sounded from within Cricketpaw's throat and she tried to hide her face, looking down as heat filled her cheeks. She didn't want Geckoleaf to know that she already thought of her as a mother figure. Wouldn't that just be embarrassing? After all, they had just met a few days ago when she had returned, and before then Cricketpaw had barely known her - she didn't remember much of her first kithood days. "I-I'm okay," she managed, raising her head and offering a weak smile towards her mentor. Something about the way the fiery orange she-cat was watching her though, made the bengal's heart ache. Unbeknownst that her mentor already cared a great deal for her, a sigh left her lips. "It's just... I don't wanna seem like a kit or anything, but..." Another pause, this time stretching out just a hare longer than last time. Her blue eyes, a miraculous replica of her father's - along with the rest of her appearance - traveled back down to the den floor, tears prickling at the edges. She didn't want to cry, but thinking about her mother leaving the Clan, and taking Cricketpaw with her, was something the young medicine cat apprentice just wasn't quite over yet. "...Ever since I escaped from Shellfeather-" not saying the word mother felt weird, but Cricketpaw didn't dwell on it, "-and have come back and spent time with you, I know it's been short. A-And I don't want this to be weird. But... I just, I guess I'm hoping that you don't end up leaving too. Because I really like being your apprentice. I know it's only the first day, and I feel like a sobbing kit," a small chuckle interrupted her soliloquy, but she continued as she rose her gaze up to meet Geckoleaf's, "...but I hope you're able to stay and train me and don't get tired of me like she did." Once it was all out, she felt as though a vacuum had sucked all the air from her, and she moved a bit closer, unabashedly smothering her face into the soft chest fur of her mentor. Already the young cat had familiarized herself with Geckoleaf's scent and breathed it in, feeling her heartbeat slow backdown.

The surprisingly keen ears of Geckoleaf caught the sound of the swallow, and her mouth opened slightly in surprise; she was not mad or angry that the apprentice appeared to be having issues, but she simply felt concerned for her young compatriot. The thin smile she extended at first vanished just as quickly, and the molly saw straight through it anyway; it was the same one that she had often offered concerned friends when they asked about how she was doing. It had been for the longest time she had been without a sincere support group; she had no living family, and her friends were distant at best. The quiet words that Cricketpaw murmured seemed genuine and close to her heart; the deep orange tabby listened to her with all the attention she could muster in her weary state, ears pricked and eyes wide with concern. As soon as she heard that Cricketpaw had also been abandoned by her mother, she let out a quiet gasp, her face twisting into a look of understanding and worry; no pity, for how could she pity someone so like herself? She felt the tiniest bit of gratification when the bengal said she relished her time as an apprentice so far, but it was quickly drowned out by another wave of fierce love and caring for the apprentice she had only barely met. She leaned down and nuzzled the soft fur of Cricketpaw's neck as she pressed her face against Geckoleaf's white streaked chest, her nose putting a gentle pressure against the folds of skin. She withdrew quickly, feeling a need to speak; even so, her tail wrapped around the apprentice's side, pulling her closer. "Oh, Cricketpaw, darling, don't ever think I could get tired of you,"Geckoleaf whispered softly, beginning to stroke the brown feline's abdomen with her tail, holding her as if she were her own daughter. "You're not like a kit; you're already brave, brave enough to take the position of medicine cat. I don't want you to feel lonely or depressed because you think you'll not be good enough for me to keep you as my apprentice," she cooed quietly, resting her chin lightly on the top of the bengal's head. "If you need to be, I can be like a mother to you. If you need to sleep with me at night, that's alright. I know what it's like to be alone in life, and I don't want that for you. I want you to be happy, and I'm here for you, love," she finished, understanding deeply the desire for a mother figure. She had longed for that when she was young, and she recalled the way Marshsnow would love and fondle her to sleep, a well of comfort and love that she had never dreamed of before. Moving her head again, she began to tenderly groom the fur of Cricketpaw's scruff, parting it down flat in a repetetive motion, attemtping to be motherly in a way she had not much before.

(they are too cute!!)

[spade]

The surprisingly keen ears of Geckoleaf caught the sound of the swallow, and her mouth opened slightly in surprise; she was not mad or angry that the apprentice appeared to be having issues, but she simply felt concerned for her young compatriot. The thin smile she extended at first vanished just as quickly, and the molly saw straight through it anyway; it was the same one that she had often offered concerned friends when they asked about how she was doing. It had been for the longest time she had been without a sincere support group; she had no living family, and her friends were distant at best. The quiet words that Cricketpaw murmured seemed genuine and close to her heart; the deep orange tabby listened to her with all the attention she could muster in her weary state, ears pricked and eyes wide with concern. As soon as she heard that Cricketpaw had also been abandoned by her mother, she let out a quiet gasp, her face twisting into a look of understanding and worry; no pity, for how could she pity someone so like herself? She felt the tiniest bit of gratification when the bengal said she relished her time as an apprentice so far, but it was quickly drowned out by another wave of fierce love and caring for the apprentice she had only barely met. She leaned down and nuzzled the soft fur of Cricketpaw's neck as she pressed her face against Geckoleaf's white streaked chest, her nose putting a gentle pressure against the folds of skin. She withdrew quickly, feeling a need to speak; even so, her tail wrapped around the apprentice's side, pulling her closer. "Oh, Cricketpaw, darling, don't ever think I could get tired of you,"Geckoleaf whispered softly, beginning to stroke the brown feline's abdomen with her tail, holding her as if she were her own daughter. "You're not like a kit; you're already brave, brave enough to take the position of medicine cat. I don't want you to feel lonely or depressed because you think you'll not be good enough for me to keep you as my apprentice," she cooed quietly, resting her chin lightly on the top of the bengal's head. "If you need to be, I can be like a mother to you. If you need to sleep with me at night, that's alright. I know what it's like to be alone in life, and I don't want that for you. I want you to be happy, and I'm here for you, love," she finished, understanding deeply the desire for a mother figure. She had longed for that when she was young, and she recalled the way Marshsnow would love and fondle her to sleep, a well of comfort and love that she had never dreamed of before. Moving her head again, she began to tenderly groom the fur of Cricketpaw's scruff, parting it down flat in a repetetive motion, attemtping to be motherly in a way she had not much before.

(they are too cute!!)

(( -cries- they made me so happy c: i sorry it's so short queeny :'c ))

As she received the acceptance that laced each word Geckoleaf spoke, suddenly for the first time since reuniting with her father, Cricketpaw felt right at home. Every part of her journey had been worth it to feel like she belonged somewhere again. Because out there, in the wilderness away from the structure of RiverClan and the loving embrace of Russetswirl - now Russetstar - and the companionship of her siblings? It had been all but too much to bear, and she feared if her time there had been a moon longer, she might not have made it. Her whole life, she had lived with the assumption that she was damaged goods, that her mother had simply abandoned her because she wasn't good enough, or smart enough, to keep around. But now, sitting her with a new motherly relationship blossoming before her, she suddenly felt wanted again. Like this time in RiverClan she would get to stay and follow the true path she was meant for. "I-I'm really glad for that," she murmured in response, a smile stretching across her face. As she felt the steady rasp of her mentor's tongue on her scruff, she closed her eyes, frightfully close to falling asleep. "I promise I will do my best to make you proud," she continued, opening her blue eyes once more with a new fire of determination burned deeply within them. She had a sudden urge to learn everything she could right then and there. "So what herbs are included in traveling bundles?" she asked, curious to learn as much as she could as quickly as she could; Cricketpaw wanted nothing more than to dive head first into this world.

[Clover]

(( -cries- they made me so happy c: i sorry it's so short queeny :'c ))

As she received the acceptance that laced each word Geckoleaf spoke, suddenly for the first time since reuniting with her father, Cricketpaw felt right at home. Every part of her journey had been worth it to feel like she belonged somewhere again. Because out there, in the wilderness away from the structure of RiverClan and the loving embrace of Russetswirl - now Russetstar - and the companionship of her siblings? It had been all but too much to bear, and she feared if her time there had been a moon longer, she might not have made it. Her whole life, she had lived with the assumption that she was damaged goods, that her mother had simply abandoned her because she wasn't good enough, or smart enough, to keep around. But now, sitting her with a new motherly relationship blossoming before her, she suddenly felt wanted again. Like this time in RiverClan, she would get to stay and follow the true path she was meant for. "I-I'm really glad for that," she murmured in response, a smile stretching across her face. As she felt the steady rasp of her mentor's tongue on her scruff, she closed her eyes, frightfully close to falling asleep. "I promise I will do my best to make you proud," she continued, opening her blue eyes once more with a new fire of determination burned deeply within them. She had a sudden urge to learn everything she could right then and there. "So what herbs are included in traveling bundles?" she asked, curious to learn as much as she could as quickly as she could; Cricketpaw wanted nothing more than to dive head first into this world.

Geckoleaf smiled, a genuine gesture of affection towards Cricketpaw. Her tail pulled tight against the brown molly's side, the orange strangely bright when contrasted with the earthy tones of the bengal. She felt a sensation of maternal love seep through her; she had never been close to someone in the way she was close with Cricketpaw now. Not even with Arcticpaw had it been so sincere; there had always been a level of separation, of professional detachedness. But here, everything was genuine and real. She felt the gentle warmth of Cricketpaw beside her, and already she felt like a sort of materfamilias; she was the head of this hollow and it's occupants, like a matriarch or den head. And now, feeling an overwhelming push to protect the feline beside her, she realized that this den would have to become a sanctum; a well of serenity and compassion that would be open to all, not just her new apprentice. She stopped grooming the unruly tufts of fur on Cricketpaw's neck to listen to what she had to say. The words sounded straightforward and true, despite the shakiness of her initial phrase. "You already have, angel. And don't worry; you could never disappoint me. I can already see how strong you are; you are brave and willing to, and you'll be a wonderful legacy," she purred softly, resting her cheek lightly against the top of the brown tabby's head. At the request to learn more herbs, she grinned enthusiastically; this was her one true passion & calling in life, and she was eager to share it with someone who would listen. "First is Burnet, a stalky plant with serrated leaves. It can help stop minor cuts, and bolsters strength; we don't want your father bleeding to death from scraps, now do we? There's also chamomile; most, if not all of these are for strength, so I'll list other uses. This is to help keep heart-rate down. Daisy-leaf, for aching joints; it helps to keep older cats limber if they need the assistance. Sorrel; use it in small amounts, because it can make you hungry. Those are it, mainly; sometimes we use other herbs in special occasions, and add things like honey so that it's palatable,"she murmurmed softly, continuing to stroke the apprentice's side with her tail. Geckoleaf let out a large yawn, jaws seeming to unhinge, white teeth flashing. "Though, I do think it is quite late, Cricket. Off to bed for both of us!" she mewed, nosing Cricketpaw's cheek softly, fondly.

[spade]

Geckoleaf smiled, a genuine gesture of affection towards Cricketpaw. Her tail pulled tight against the brown molly's side, the orange strangely bright when contrasted with the earthy tones of the bengal. She felt a sensation of maternal love seep through her; she had never been close to someone in the way she was close with Cricketpaw now. Not even with Arcticpaw had it been so sincere; there had always been a level of separation, of professional detachedness. But here, everything was genuine and real. She felt the gentle warmth of Cricketpaw beside her, and already she felt like a sort of materfamilias; she was the head of this hollow and it's occupants, like a matriarch or den head. And now, feeling an overwhelming push to protect the feline beside her, she realized that this den would have to become a sanctum; a well of serenity and compassion that would be open to all, not just her new apprentice. She stopped grooming the unruly tufts of fur on Cricketpaw's neck to listen to what she had to say. The words sounded straightforward and true, despite the shakiness of her initial phrase. "You already have, angel. And don't worry; you could never disappoint me. I can already see how strong you are; you are brave and willing to, and you'll be a wonderful legacy," she purred softly, resting her cheek lightly against the top of the brown tabby's head. At the request to learn more herbs, she grinned enthusiastically; this was her one true passion & calling in life, and she was eager to share it with someone who would listen. "First is Burnet, a stalky plant with serrated leaves. It can help stop minor cuts, and bolsters strength; we don't want your father bleeding to death from scraps, now do we? There's also chamomile; most, if not all of these are for strength, so I'll list other uses. This is to help keep heart-rate down. Daisy-leaf, for aching joints; it helps to keep older cats limber if they need the assistance. Sorrel; use it in small amounts, because it can make you hungry. Those are it, mainly; sometimes we use other herbs in special occasions, and add things like honey so that it's palatable,"she murmurmed softly, continuing to stroke the apprentice's side with her tail. Geckoleaf let out a large yawn, jaws seeming to unhinge, white teeth flashing. "Though, I do think it is quite late, Cricket. Off to bed for both of us!" she mewed, nosing Cricketpaw's cheek softly, fondly.

As her mentor continued talking about the herbs that were included in a travel bundle, Cricketpaw couldn't help but watch her expression change, a smile stretching across her own face. She had always admired her dad, but in a fatherly way, a way that family should look up to one another. This new feeling of admiration, directed solely at Geckoleaf, was a new feeling for the Bengal. She felt as though StarClan had looked down upon her mentor with special care in having her learn all these herbs and remedies. It opened her eyes again that there was more to the Clan then just fighting and being a warrior or deputy, or even leader. There was a whole world that Cricketpaw was now gaining access too, and the thought again sent a thrill of excitement through her. Her ears were turned forward, focused intently on each herb and their uses, and trying to categorize each one she was told in a compartment in her mind. At her mentors suggestion of sleep, the Bengal was about to object before her mouth parted in an enormous yawn. "I guess that would be a good idea," she purred, giggling as she felt her mentor's warm nose nuzzle her cheek. A soft purr could be heard from her and Cricketpaw smiled up at Geckoleaf softly. "Goodnight," she mewed, returning the affectionate nose-to-cheek gesture before resting her head on her paws. One more yawn broke through her lips before the young apprentice began to doze off, sleep coming quickly and in waves.

[Clover]

As her mentor continued talking about the herbs that were included in a travel bundle, Cricketpaw couldn't help but watch her expression change, a smile stretching across her own face. She had always admired her dad, but in a fatherly way, a way that family should look up to one another. This new feeling of admiration, directed solely at Geckoleaf, was a new feeling for the Bengal. She felt as though StarClan had looked down upon her mentor with special care in having her learn all these herbs and remedies. It opened her eyes again that there was more to the Clan then just fighting and being a warrior or deputy, or even leader. There was a whole world that Cricketpaw was now gaining access too, and the thought again sent a thrill of excitement through her. Her ears were turned forward, focused intently on each herb and their uses, and trying to categorize each one she was told in a compartment in her mind. At her mentor's suggestion of sleep, the Bengal was about to object before her mouth parted in an enormous yawn. "I guess that would be a good idea," she purred, giggling as she felt her mentor's warm nose nuzzle her cheek. A soft purr could be heard from her and Cricketpaw smiled up at Geckoleaf softly. "Goodnight," she mewed, returning the affectionate nose-to-cheek gesture before resting her head on her paws. One more yawn broke through her lips before the young apprentice began to doze off, sleep coming quickly and in waves.

Geckoleaf simply beamed affectionately towards the small she-cat, the soft touch of the frigid black nose against her own cheek sending a swell of pure love and happiness surging through the diminutive medicine cat. She waited until the Bengal fell asleep, a look of peaceful content coming across her face as the muscles below relax. Instead of standing up or leaving, she curled around Cricketpaw, resting her feathery tail against the apprentice's legs and gently resting her chin against the neck of the brown molly. Strangely, she felt her healing power reach out to the body of Cricketpaw, probing her body to feel for injuries; if there had been something left over from the apprentice's time as a loner, such as internal injuries or worms in her gut, she would know. But all she felt was the gentle pulsing of built-up lactic acid in her legs and back, from hours of hiking to and from the Starcave. It took little energy to heal, so she did; if she could prevent her beloved apprentices the smallest amount of pain, she would. With a quick flick of intention, she scrubbed away the lactic acid and sped up the healing of torn fibers. She only felt a small amount of energy drain and was going to sleep anyway. She smiled drowsily and nodded off to sleep.

[Clover]

Hexict
The rock she had chosen for Cricketpaw's headstone was milky white, with the tiniest possible dots of sienna scattered across its surface. They looked as if they had been made by a swarm of muddy crickets hopping across its surface, leave minuscule footprints to be absorbed by the stone. It was flat, and smooth, and perfect in a sort of innocent way that she had hoped, somewhere in the muddled darkness of her broken mind, would be a reminder of the way she had always seen her apprentice; imperfect, yet pure, and still young. She had brought newly bloomed poppy and chamomile flowers to lay on it later that same day, the morning after the vigil; the flowers were beautiful, but she knew that Cricketpaw would understand that they represented peace and serenity, an eternal sleep.

Geckoleaf's nest was so inviting, so comforting; she never wanted to leave. Her limbs gave out soon after, and she simply collapsed into the plush moss, her legs a tangle, her fur still full of dried blood and caked mud. She hadn't made a single effort to clean it out. Normally, her silky orange fur was unmatted and pristine, but now, it was messy and unkempt a strange physical representation of her mind, and the blackness that ringed the edge of her vision at all times. Soon after, she felt her limbs began to tingle, her toes feeling gentle stabs of pins and needles, and then she was weightless, in a black void; she knew that StarClan was calling her to a dream.

The ground below her paws looked solid, steady, but it was still almost translucent; she could see an endless expanse of starry nothingness lingering just beneath them. The grass and dirt around her looked speckled with tiny stars like some cat had shaken burrs made out of pure light out of their fur. The whole scene was ethereal, weightless, without the pull of real ground, and soft dirt. Geckoleaf herself looked different; her fur looked like spun starlight, a million tiny nebulas made the orange of her sides, hundreds of stars linked together to form the white of underbelly and chest that seemed to glow with their own light. Her eyes were changed, too; no longer dark, but looking like tiny blue giant stars, miniaturized to form the striking azure of her open eyes.

But the medicine cat didn't care; no reason the ancestors' had for drawing her here could overcome the crushing guilt of Cricketpaw's death, the pent up anger and sadness of losing patients, and the overwhelming sorrow of losing her own mind. Her starry figure collapsed into a vaguely glowing heap, where she lay, still, studying the thick layer of grass with intense, frightening passion; no one in their right mind would care so greatly about the intricacies of a single blade of grass, the veins that ran up its leaf, the patterning of light dappled from some source she had yet to locate. She just didn't care anymore; the world had taken what had mattered most away from her, and she was done fighting against the will of something greater than herself.

[Hexict]

Clover

Autumn orbs closed. The tom didn't want to see what he knew he was going to see. He had been sent in order to help Geckoleaf. The medicine cat needed to regain her sanity, she was the only medicine cat that Riverclan had now. Though he wouldn't bring that up - he knew how sensitive the molly must be about the murder of her beloved apprentice. He knew that she must be a mess after the death of Cricketpaw like Zerosight had been after he was killed. This was a delicate time for her. Her mental state was already strained and he didn't want to mess up... he feared shattering whatever sanity she had left.

Sitting in silence, the tom was placed not too far from Geckoleaf, but the grieving medicine cat hadn't seemed to notice him as she fell to the glittering ground. Northpath forced himself to look towards her, lifting his head to watch the fire colored molly observing a blade of grass. It was sadden to see a cat so heart-broken. Swallowing, the dark tabby slowly got up and padded towards her. His tail flicked out of nervous habit, but he tried to calm it. Thoughts were running through his head. It was strange, he had rehearsed what to say to Geckoleaf over and over in his head before but now that it was time to actually speak with her, his rehearsed words dissolved into the racing thoughts that unnerved him. It was almost like when he had first met Daypaw. He had to train the sole medicine cat of Shadowclan, and now he also had to help the sole medicine cat of Riverclan back onto her paws so that she could return to her duties.

Though he secretly loved the responsibility. He felt almost like a full medicine cat.

Northpath wasn't sure why he had been chosen for this role. Sure he had known Geckoleaf when he was still alive, but due to being in different clans and the circumstances during his apprenticeship the two hadn't been able to grow really close prior to his passing. It wasn't like he really connect to the medicine cat like he had connected to Cricketpaw. The two seemed to share the same fears as when they were training to succeed their mentor, and the two had similar ending. But what was he to say to Geckoleaf? This molly that he hadn't been able to speak to nearly as much as he had wished - though he had wished to befriend all of the medicine cats. What do I tell her? I'm good at healing the body, but what about the mind? I never had to before! He took a deep breath and tried to settle his thoughts.

"Hello Geckoleaf," the deceased apprentice offered a weak smile as he reached the medicine cat. The tom now stood at her shoulder, looking down at the molly. Is voice seemed to choke and stutter slightly. The tom wasn't a great actor nor liar, he never had to lie to someone or act like anything he wasn't. Northpath was an honest cat, whom could be read like a book. But right now he wanted to be calm, or at least come off as more relaxed than he actually was. He wanted Geckoleaf to know that everything was going to be okay - or at least if he accomplished his goal to help her, then it would be. "Should I ask something as cliche as 'how are you'?" A fragile purr rumbled in his throat at his own words.

(your post... god you're a good roleplayer, you're so good with words!)

[Clover]

Clover

Autumn orbs closed. The tom didn't want to see what he knew he was going to see. He had been sent in order to help Geckoleaf. The medicine cat needed to regain her sanity, she was the only medicine cat that Riverclan had now. Though he wouldn't bring that up - he knew how sensitive the molly must be about the murder of her beloved apprentice. He knew that she must be a mess after the death of Cricketpaw like Zerosight had been after he was killed. This was a delicate time for her. Her mental state was already strained and he didn't want to mess up... he feared shattering whatever sanity she had left.

Sitting in silence, the tom was placed not too far from Geckoleaf, but the grieving medicine cat hadn't seemed to notice him as she fell to the glittering ground. Northpath forced himself to look towards her, lifting his head to watch the fire colored molly observing a blade of grass. It was sadden to see a cat so heart-broken. Swallowing, the dark tabby slowly got up and padded towards her. His tail flicked out of nervous habit, but he tried to calm it. Thoughts were running through his head. It was strange, he had rehearsed what to say to Geckoleaf over and over in his head before but now that it was time to actually speak with her, his rehearsed words dissolved into the racing thoughts that unnerved him. It was almost like when he had first met Daypaw. He had to train the sole medicine cat of Shadowclan, and now he also had to help the sole medicine cat of Riverclan back onto her paws so that she could return to her duties.

Though he secretly loved the responsibility. He felt almost like a full medicine cat.

Northpath wasn't sure why he had been chosen for this role. Sure he had known Geckoleaf when he was still alive, but due to being in different clans and the circumstances during his apprenticeship the two hadn't been able to grow really close prior to his passing. It wasn't like he really connect to the medicine cat like he had connected to Cricketpaw. The two seemed to share the same fears as when they were training to succeed their mentor, and the two had similar ending. But what was he to say to Geckoleaf? This molly that he hadn't been able to speak to nearly as much as he had wished - though he had wished to befriend all of the medicine cats. What do I tell her? I'm good at healing the body, but what about the mind? I never had to before! He took a deep breath and tried to settle his thoughts.

"Hello Geckoleaf," the deceased apprentice offered a weak smile as he reached the medicine cat. The tom now stood at her shoulder, looking down at the molly. Is voice seemed to choke and stutter slightly. The tom wasn't a great actor nor liar, he never had to lie to someone or act like anything he wasn't. Northpath was an honest cat, whom could be read like a book. But right now he wanted to be calm, or at least come off as more relaxed than he actually was. He wanted Geckoleaf to know that everything was going to be okay - or at least if he accomplished his goal to help her, then it would be. "Should I ask something as cliche as 'how are you'?" A fragile purr rumbled in his throat at his own words.

(your post... god you're a good roleplayer, you're so good with words!)
Of course, she heard the light footsteps, crunching quietly through bramble and grass; they were just as foreign and unreal as the rest of StarClan. But the thing was, that she truly didn't care. Whoever had made them was just another character in this hellish nightmare that was her reality. And characters, they were made of brittle stuff; just as quickly as they could be created they could be destroyed.

Her eyes lazily drifted from the blade of grass, unfocusing and dilating as she looked up, slowly, towards the approaching figure. She could tell who it was, very quickly; the leafy amber eyes and thin body gave away Northpath, though his form was broken up and hazy. As he approached, slowly, cautiously, her eyes adjusted, though her mind didn't; Northpath's face came into view, and she could see his concern, his apprehension, and his nervousness; nervous about what? In this state, Geckoleaf knew she wouldn't be able to hurt anyone, let alone anything. She abstained from prey for days; herbs wouldn't keep a cat alive for long, though. She was afraid of causing more pain. Even now, her fur like spun starlight sagged. Without constant nourishment, she deteriorated quickly, having very little fat or muscle to sustain her starving body.

Geckoleaf listened absently to his words, face slack and emotionless, except for the constant darkness that burned just beyond her eyes, as if you really could see her soul through her dilated pupils. The ground underneath her was warm and inviting, and she sagged further, her limp body seeming to somehow melt further into the grass and dirt as if she'd become a part of the land itself, a living, breathing entity become nothing. That was truly what she wished to be; nothing. Her depression had overtaken her so fully that the most trivial task seemed a monumental occasion; every breath a marathon, every heartbeat a victory. Nothingness seemed preferable; the sweet embrace of cold darkness, a pool so languid that no movement could happen.

Anyone could tell that when she lost Cricketpaw, she lost herself.

"No words..." she whispered, more than she had spoken to anyone but Mistfall. Mistfall really had been her crutch. Sweet, allocentric Mistfall, bringing her food and water and spending as much time as she could with the mentally ailing medicine cat. Consoling her with what genuine words were possible; she was the closest thing to distilled kindness that Geckoleaf had ever seen. Without knowing it, the grey warrior had become the medicine cat's last tie to reality.

The fiery tabby looked towards Northpath again, thoughts dripping slowly into her mind, like honey left to tip out of a leaf. Maybe, could he really help her? Maybe, he could show her how to cope? She let out a shuddering sigh, chest deflating, her mind already resigned to the idea that, no, he would do nothing. Yet still, the tiniest beacon of hope gleamed somewhere in the dark fog, urging her to ask. "North..." she paused, gathering up more energy. "... Help me."

(i hope you don't mind me assuming that mistfall would try her best to help geckoleaf; i just feel like they are, as of right now, close enough friends for that to happen!)

[graves]

Clover

They felt numb. The evacuation had taken everything out of them. They could still feel their paw bleeding from where a claw was torn out. Under their ear bleed from their head being hit by a rock. Mud caked their fur up and down their legs to their belly fur. They shivered. Everything felt like nothing and everything at once. Their head pounded from the injury, making their vision hazy. Theyr body looked skinny, it clung close to their frame from the rain, you could see the ridges of bone. They had not eaten in awhile, or atleast, properly. Every pawstep felt like felt like a weight to them. They could have done it. They could have let go, only to be washed away in the current. They couldve died. They could still feel the water around them, their lings burning for air. They could still feel how cold but welcoming the water felt. Let go let go let go. Should've let go. They had made it up and down that hill so many times, carry patients and cats who needed to be saved. They could still feel Lambkit in their jaws, crying for their mother during the loud booms of thunder. They could still feel their teeth in Marshfurs scruff as they lifted her up the hill themselves single handedly. They could remmeber watching Morningpath get washed away in the black water with out a struggle. Its like he knew. Daypaw knew. They knew that couldve been their time. They could still feel Minkpaws claws in their scruff as they were lifted. Daypaw was going to let go, too. They were going to let go of everything. They were going to let go and let Cricketpaw carry them to Starclan. The thought made them happy. It was ironic, really. Daypaw could carry cats on their back to safety over and over, heal them to their greatest, yet, when it came to their own needs they lacked. They could still feel the chill of shock, the wind in their fur as they fell down the hill. It was like everything was in slow motion. Their head pounded once more and the medcat padded across the clearing, glaring at anycat who dare give them looks. Even in agony, Daypaw would not stand for pity. They limped to the medcat den, they could smell the fresh scent of herbs. they could locate it with their eyes closed. Once in the den they sputtered to see geckoleaf,"Shadowclan...flood." they felt they couldnt unlive that moment, that moment of pure fear of falling down that mudslide. They winced, coughing. The more they coughed, the more water oozed out of their mouth. They were dripping wet, bleeding, and shivering. For once, Daypaw looked small. No aggressive outlook, no snarky comments, no anger. Just small and scared. "Evacuation..my patients-" they grew weak, finding themselves falling to the ground on their side. The ground felt cool. It was dry, which made Daypaw happy. Who would take care of their patients? Who would make sure all of the queens and their kits were healthy? Who would check up on Halestorm to make sure their leader was all right? Their eyes were lidded weakly,"I saw her..I saw-" they were cut off with another cough, water oozing out of their mouth and onto the ground. They saw Cricketpaw. They couldnt get over it. She looked distressed from the flood, but she was healthy in Starclan. Thats all that mattered at the moment. Not their health, but that the cat Daypaw had every grown close to, was okay.

[Clover]

Clover

They felt numb. The evacuation had taken everything out of them. They could still feel their paw bleeding from where a claw was torn out. Under their ear bleed from their head being hit by a rock. Mud caked their fur up and down their legs to their belly fur. They shivered. Everything felt like nothing and everything at once. Their head pounded from the injury, making their vision hazy. Theyr body looked skinny, it clung close to their frame from the rain, you could see the ridges of bone. They had not eaten in awhile, or atleast, properly. Every pawstep felt like felt like a weight to them. They could have done it. They could have let go, only to be washed away in the current. They couldve died. They could still feel the water around them, their lings burning for air. They could still feel how cold but welcoming the water felt. Let go let go let go. Should've let go. They had made it up and down that hill so many times, carry patients and cats who needed to be saved. They could still feel Lambkit in their jaws, crying for their mother during the loud booms of thunder. They could still feel their teeth in Marshfurs scruff as they lifted her up the hill themselves single handedly. They could remmeber watching Morningpath get washed away in the black water with out a struggle. Its like he knew. Daypaw knew. They knew that couldve been their time. They could still feel Minkpaws claws in their scruff as they were lifted. Daypaw was going to let go, too. They were going to let go of everything. They were going to let go and let Cricketpaw carry them to Starclan. The thought made them happy. It was ironic, really. Daypaw could carry cats on their back to safety over and over, heal them to their greatest, yet, when it came to their own needs they lacked. They could still feel the chill of shock, the wind in their fur as they fell down the hill. It was like everything was in slow motion. Their head pounded once more and the medcat padded across the clearing, glaring at anycat who dare give them looks. Even in agony, Daypaw would not stand for pity. They limped to the medcat den, they could smell the fresh scent of herbs. they could locate it with their eyes closed. Once in the den they sputtered to see geckoleaf,"Shadowclan...flood." they felt they couldnt unlive that moment, that moment of pure fear of falling down that mudslide. They winced, coughing. The more they coughed, the more water oozed out of their mouth. They were dripping wet, bleeding, and shivering. For once, Daypaw looked small. No aggressive outlook, no snarky comments, no anger. Just small and scared. "Evacuation..my patients-" they grew weak, finding themselves falling to the ground on their side. The ground felt cool. It was dry, which made Daypaw happy. Who would take care of their patients? Who would make sure all of the queens and their kits were healthy? Who would check up on Halestorm to make sure their leader was all right? Their eyes were lidded weakly,"I saw her...I saw-" they were cut off with another cough, water oozing out of their mouth and onto the ground. They saw Cricketpaw. They couldnt get over it. She looked distressed from the flod, but she was healthy in Starclan. Thats all that mattered at the moment. Not their health, but that the cat Daypaw had every grown close to, was okay.

Geckoleaf had been sprawled apathetically in her nest, the same overwhelming sense of darkness draining her of all want to do anything. After the Gathering, she had felt re-energized from her encounter with Daypaw; she came straight home and ate several mice, and slaked her thirst well over. She got things done; but after the initial surge wore off, it was back to the same feeling of impending blackness, of the guilt and despair. But as soon as she heard paw steps in the entrance of her den, she sprung to her feet; she still felt a deep duty towards anyone who needed healing and tried to fix patients more vigorously than before. But when she saw Daypaw, it was a moment of pure dread; they were going to die too, her third apprentice, she would lose them like she had Cricketpaw, and Arcticpaw before. Instantly, her medically oriented mind sprang into action; she surveyed them in a moment, spying cuts and abrasions, from the flood they described, a missing claw that oozed blood, shivering and coughing more than likely from hypothermia and apoxia, possibly from being submerged into the fast flowing, cold liquid. Her face twisted with worry; the enby was in bad condition, worse than most, but she could only hope to fix them. Without another word, she rushed to the fallen apprentice's side. "Daypaw, I need you to relax. If you panic, then you'll fall further in shock. I see signs of hypothermia, hypoxia, and general shock. Focus on breathing," she murmured, softly, urgently, supporting the golden cat's head with a paw, as they wretched dirty water onto the ground, and into her fur. But, quickly, she realized they were too weak to even clear their lungs of water. And herbs wouldn't work fast enough; yarrow could help them, but not enough. She'd have to rely on a backup plan; her little-known healing power, something she was afraid of, but used on patients in emergency situations. If there was ever an emergency this was it. Letting out a deep breath, Geckoleaf reached out with her mind, mentally feeling for Daypaw. She found their biosign quickly; a small pocket of warmth, that was fading quickly. Reaching deeper, she was able to access the physical processes of the cat. Urgently she began to work; first, she forced their diaphragm and sides to contract, expelling most of the water from their lungs. The body took over; Daypaw was breathing again, clearer. Next, she turned to the wounds. The only thing she could do in such limited time was to cause the capillaries and major arteries to squeeze closed, enough to let blood flow, but still cutting off the dripping of it. She only checked the claw wound to make sure no bones were broken. The other most worrying thing was the hypothermia; this she could treat externally. Snapping out of her trance-like state, she sucked in a quick, steadying breath, then locked her teeth into Daypaw's scruff, pulling them into Cricketpaw's old nest without another thought. After they were situated, she curled around them, pressing her body against as much of the enby as possible, to ensure the best transfer of heat. Leaning to the side, she ripped some of the moss from the nest lining, dragging it over Daypaw as a makeshift blanket to help prevent further heat loss. Once again, she awkwardly enabled the use of her power, to literally transfer heat energy from her to Daypaw, making sure their extremities were properly warmed as well; if she wasn't careful, they may end up losing a toe or foot from frostbite. The technical side was completed; all she could do now was some personal patient care. "Daypaw, you're alright now; just relax, and talk to me. You have to stay awake; if you fall asleep, StarClan will take you away. The clans need you. I need you. So just stay awake, alright, my sunshine?" she cooed softly, her muzzle lowered to just next to the ear, which she began to mend using the same odd strength to sew the tissue back together, fixing nerves and extending blood vessels. When that was done, she began to gently groom their fur; her own was now clean, from the mental surge of energy Daypaw had given her, but she wanted the golden fur to shine. There were so many twigs, so much dirt, and mud; she wondered what the medicine cat apprentice had sacrificed of themselves to save their patients. Geckoleaf cleaned the entire side upright; she made sure that they stayed covered by moss the whole time, though. "Daypaw, love, you're safe. The world outside can't hurt you anymore; your patients are alright, and they will be until you can care for them."

[graves]

Geckoleaf had been sprawled apathetically in her nest, the same overwhelming sense of darkness draining her of all want to do anything. After the Gathering, she had felt re-energized from her encounter with Daypaw; she came straight home and ate several mice, and slaked her thirst well over. She got things done; but after the initial surge wore off, it was back to the same feeling of impending blackness, of the guilt and despair. But as soon as she heard paw steps in the entrance of her den, she sprung to her feet; she still felt a deep duty towards anyone who needed healing and tried to fix patients more vigorously than before. But when she saw Daypaw, it was a moment of pure dread; they were going to die too, her third apprentice, she would lose them like she had Cricketpaw, and Arcticpaw before. Instantly, her medically oriented mind sprang into action; she surveyed them in a moment, spying cuts and abrasions, from the flood they described, a missing claw that oozed blood, shivering and coughing more than likely from hypothermia and apoxia, possibly from being submerged into the fast flowing, cold liquid. Her face twisted with worry; the enby was in bad condition, worse than most, but she could only hope to fix them. Without another word, she rushed to the fallen apprentice's side. "Daypaw, I need you to relax. If you panic, then you'll fall further in shock. I see signs of hypothermia, hypoxia, and general shock. Focus on breathing," she murmured, softly, urgently, supporting the golden cat's head with a paw, as they wretched dirty water onto the ground, and into her fur. But, quickly, she realized they were too weak to even clear their lungs of water. And herbs wouldn't work fast enough; yarrow could help them, but not enough. She'd have to rely on a backup plan; her little-known healing power, something she was afraid of, but used on patients in emergency situations. If there was ever an emergency this was it. Letting out a deep breath, Geckoleaf reached out with her mind, mentally feeling for Daypaw. She found their biosign quickly; a small pocket of warmth, that was fading quickly. Reaching deeper, she was able to access the physical processes of the cat. Urgently she began to work; first, she forced their diaphragm and sides to contract, expelling most of the water from their lungs. The body took over; Daypaw was breathing again, clearer. Next, she turned to the wounds. The only thing she could do in such limited time was to cause the capillaries and major arteries to squeeze closed, enough to let blood flow, but still cutting off the dripping of it. She only checked the claw wound to make sure no bones were broken. The other most worrying thing was the hypothermia; this she could treat externally. Snapping out of her trance-like state, she sucked in a quick, steadying breath, then locked her teeth into Daypaw's scruff, pulling them into Cricketpaw's old nest without another thought. After they were situated, she curled around them, pressing her body against as much of the enby as possible, to ensure the best transfer of heat. Leaning to the side, she ripped some of the moss from the nest lining, dragging it over Daypaw as a makeshift blanket to help prevent further heat loss. Once again, she awkwardly enabled the use of her power, to literally transfer heat energy from her to Daypaw, making sure their extremities were properly warmed as well; if she wasn't careful, they may end up losing a toe or foot from frostbite. The technical side was completed; all she could do now was some personal patient care. "Daypaw, you're alright now; just relax, and talk to me. You have to stay awake; if you fall asleep, StarClan will take you away. The clans need you. I need you. So just stay awake, alright, my sunshine?" she cooed softly, her muzzle lowered to just next to the ear, which she began to mend using the same odd strength to sew the tissue back together, fixing nerves and extending blood vessels. When that was done, she began to gently groom their fur; her own was now clean, from the mental surge of energy Daypaw had given her, but she wanted the golden fur to shine. There were so many twigs, so much dirt, and mud; she wondered what the medicine cat apprentice had sacrificed of themselves to save their patients. Geckoleaf cleaned the entire side upright; she made sure that they stayed covered by moss the whole time, though. "Daypaw, love, you're safe. The world outside can't hurt you anymore; your patients are alright, and they will be until you can care for them."
It felt every time they let in a gulp of air their wind pipe vibrated, still full of water. Daypaw couldnt describe it, it was the weirdest feeling in the entire time they were alive. It was the same kind of peacefulness they felt went in the dark water. the same feeling that they belong. Suddenly, their lungs contracted, heaving forward and vomiting every last bit of water they had in their lungs. No food had come up. They hadnt eaten. Lying there, they thought they were going to die. They thought the last thing they were see was the image of the cold, dry Riverclan floor because they were too late for themselves. But their body felt like it was glowing, pain starting to eb away as quickly as it came, they couldnt explain it. They thought they were simply going numb but it didnt have that same bitter cold feeling. It felt warm. Once dragged to Cricketpaws nest they could smell her familiar old scent still on the moss. They could feel Geckoleafs soothing words hum in their ears. They tried to sit up, eyes set on the door,"M-my patients I-" but they fell against the nest with another huff. Their mind was swirling. They could still hear the screams of cats who couldnt make it. They could still hear the boom of the thunder above them and how it rattled under their paws, shaking the ground and their chest. They could remember the lightning, how it flashed infront of their eyes like white fire. They could remember the water again. It was so loud, clashing against the hill. The small as Daypaw hit it and the coolness around their body. Daypaw cried. They hadnt cried in so long, they couldnt remember when they let it all out. It seemed to all build up in their head. The nightmares. The lack of sleep. The exhaustion. The hate they received for their gender. The lack of eating. The weakness in their body. No parents. No support. No mentor. No shoulder to cry on. Their father dying. Their mother not there. No loved ones who understood. No Cricketpaw. Cricketpaw. Cricketpaw. Daypaw wished they died. they wouldnt feel like this anymore. They sobbed, letting tears streak down their cheeks and onto the ground. Their lungs heaved, still sensitive. Everytime Daypaw caught their breath they let out another sob. Its as if this was all pent up for years and years coming. "I w-wanted t-to die Ge-cko," their voice cracked, followed along by another sob. They could barely catch their breath between sobs.They had the chance. They let go. They were saved. they were so close. so close.

[Clover]

It felt every time they let in a gulp of air their wind pipe vibrated, still full of water. Daypaw couldnt describe it, it was the weirdest feeling in the entire time they were alive. It was the same kind of peacefulness they felt went in the dark water. the same feeling that they belong. Suddenly, their lungs contracted, heaving forward and vomiting every last bit of water they had in their lungs. No food had come up. They hadnt eaten. Lying there, they thought they were going to die. They thought the last thing they were see was the image of the cold, dry Riverclan floor because they were too late for themselves. But their body felt like it was glowing, pain starting to eb away as quickly as it came, they couldnt explain it. They thought they were simply going numb but it didnt have that same bitter cold feeling. It felt warm. Once dragged to Cricketpaws nest they could smell her familiar old scent still on the moss. They could feel Geckoleafs soothing words hum in their ears. They tried to sit up, eyes set on the door,"M-my patients I-" but they fell against the nest with another huff. Their mind was swirling. They could still hear the screams of cats who couldnt make it. They could still hear the boom of the thunder above them and how it rattled under their paws, shaking the ground and their chest. They could remember the lightning, how it flashed infront of their eyes like white fire. They could remember the water again. It was so loud, clashing against the hill. The small as Daypaw hit it and the coolness around their body. Daypaw cried. They hadnt cried in so long, they couldnt remember when they let it all out. It seemed to all build up in their head. The nightmares. The lack of sleep. The exhaustion. The hate they received for their gender. The lack of eating. The weakness in their body. No parents. No support. No mentor. No shoulder to cry on. Their father dying. Their mother not there. No loved ones who understood. No Cricketpaw. Cricketpaw. Cricketpaw. Daypaw wished they died. they wouldnt feel like this anymore. They sobbed, letting tears streak down their cheeks and onto the ground. Their lungs heaved, still sensitive. Everytime Daypaw caught their breath they let out another sob. Its as if this was all pent up for years and years coming. "I w-wanted t-to die Ge-cko," their voice cracked, followed along by another sob. They could barely catch their breath between sobs.They had the chance. They let go. They were saved. they were so close. so close.

With small, jerky motions, Geckoleaf began to half-heartedly rock the apprentice, her tired muscles moving both of them back and forth, up and down, slightly, in a way a mother would calm their kit. The tears began to come; she could feel the shuddering in their chest, felt salty drops fall onto her fur. Gently, she nosed them off Daypaw's face, licking cleaning the fur even as more tears stained it salty. Their life had to have been so hard; so much discrimination, so much pain. So much all building up, cracking, like Geckoleaf had before. She understood it; maybe not exactly, but very close. Her own darkness, own sadness has been built behind a wall that came down, all at once, in a torrent of pure pain. The short breaths that they let out worried Geckoleaf; their lungs were undeniably weak, from extended time filled with water, along with exertion. "Day, you're not going anywhere. This is where you stay; with me. I know you want to die- want to go where you'll be free, with no pain. I've thought those same things, over and over, a self-deprecating loop. But you are staying here; I will give everything to keep you alive, my love." Her words were gentle but stern; she meant everything. Daypaw was so much like her; they had a past of abandonment and discrimination, something she had shared the experience of. But in a moment of reckless abandon, she felt a fierce feeling of maternal love swell within her, so bright and warm it seared at the edges of the void that had grown. "Daypaw, I love you, my sunshine; if I lost you, I would lose another one of my children. Even if the code says I cannot have my own kits, it never said I couldn't have my own children, adopted as you may be. I love you, Day, my little ray of hope; can you stay here, even just for me?" Geckoleaf mewed quietly, her cheek pressed against the damp one of the apprentice. "If you'll let me, I can be your mother and your mentor, your shoulder to cry on and your friend to turn to. If you'll let me only, my dearest."

[graves]

With small, jerky motions, Geckoleaf began to half-heartedly rock the apprentice, her tired muscles moving both of them back and forth, up and down, slightly, in a way a mother would calm their kit. The tears began to come; she could feel the shuddering in their chest, felt salty drops fall onto her fur. Gently, she nosed them off Daypaw's face, licking cleaning the fur even as more tears stained it salty. Their life had to have been so hard; so much discrimination, so much pain. So much all building up, cracking, like Geckoleaf had before. She understood it; maybe not exactly, but very close. Her own darkness, own sadness has been built behind a wall that came down, all at once, in a torrent of pure pain. The short breaths that they let out worried Geckoleaf; their lungs were undeniably weak, from extended time filled with water, along with exertion. "Day, you're not going anywhere. This is where you stay; with me. I know you want to die- want to go where you'll be free, with no pain. I've thought those same things, over and over, a self-deprecating loop. But you are staying here; I will give everything to keep you alive, my love." Her words were gentle but stern; she meant everything. Daypaw was so much like her; they had a past of abandonment and discrimination, something she had shared the experience of. But in a moment of reckless abandon, she felt a fierce feeling of maternal love swell within her, so bright and warm it seared at the edges of the void that had grown. "Daypaw, I love you, my sunshine; if I lost you, I would lose another one of my children. Even if the code says I cannot have my own kits, it never said I couldn't have my own children, adopted as you may be. I love you, Day, my little ray of hope; can you stay here, even just for me?" Geckoleaf mewed quietly, her cheek pressed against the damp one of the apprentice. "If you'll let me, I can be your mother and your mentor, your shoulder to cry on and your friend to turn to. If you'll let me only, my dearest."
They buried their face into Geckoleafs fur. They curled in on themselves, looking so much smaller. They wanted to hide away, they wanted to curl up under a queen like a kit and forget their worries. They missed when things were so much simpler, so much kinder, so much brighter. back then Daypaw didnt have nightmares, they could eat without feeling the need to throw it up, they didnt stress about over working themselves. They werent alone. If seemed as Daypaw grew older cats were taken out of their lives. Their father had died, and they had pushed their mother away because of their own petty. They pushed away their siblings in fear that they were a burden. When they grew close to another apprentice named Auttumpaw, she only harassed them once becoming a medcat. Your gender isnt real! Thinking youre so special. The nightmares. The echos. They couldnt even leave the territory without having a guard with them, it was embarrassing to say the least. But Daypaw didnt comaplin about any of that stuff, they let it slide and kept it bottled up, instead covering it up with snarky comments and a aggressive exterior. They did it to push cats away in fear of losing them. They couldnt catch their breath, it felt like everything was closing in on them at once. Every bad memory, every harsh word, every injury they had ever felt. They were beyond innocent. They had their own blood on their claws. It made them feel like a momster, no better then the insults they would say to them self. They wished they had somebody. They often spent their days looking towards the den was for hours, looking over every herb. If they werent doing that, they were sitting in the clearing. Glaring at any cat that glanced at them for them to not approach them. It was a defensive type thing. When really, all they wanted was validation. Love. Nutriment. What was shocking is that they were only an apprentice. around 8 moons old. They were so young yet they said that they wanted to die. Their sobbing quieted down once hearing Geckoleafs words. Broken amber hues stared at her for a moment, uncertain. They didnt know if they should let another cat into their life. They didnt know if they would just feel the same pain again if they lost the older molly. For once, Daypaw pushed passed their pride and insecurity. They needed her They needed this. They needed someone to talk to, someone to cry infront of, someone to be there. Someone. Their throat burned, so instead they gave a small whimper and a nod, calming down. "I love you." it was all they could say for how they felt. No one had ever been for them like this, it was a new feeling in general and Daypaw was scared to take that risk again by becoming close with another cat. But Daypaw needed this. Geckoleaf needed them. They needed eachother.

[Hexict]

Clover idk if you want to stop this roleplay for now due to Day & Gecko roleplay or if you want to roleplay both of them? i'm fine either way :3

Confusion crossed the Starclan tom's face as Geckoleaf whispered a couple of words. He leaned a bit closer, her voice seemed weakened due to the lack of care she had for herself. The numb look in her orbs gave away her deteriorating self. That she was falling apart. That she had finally snapped after the witnessing her apprentice's death - a young apprentice whom she viewed as her own kit. Of course she would be... well, damaged after such an incident. Although Northpath didn't see anyone as his own kit - though that may be due to a his young death - the tom knew he would be a mess if Zerosight had been murdered that night instead of himself. He wasn't sure how he would have recovered from something like that, get back his paws and serve Thunderclan as their sole medicine cat... the thought sent a subconscious shiver to race through his body.

But he was aware that Geckoleaf had it worse... she already had a fragile state of mind prior to the incident.

The grey tabby had always respected the medicine cat of Riverclan, and he considered Cricketpaw his friend, so he felt sorrow seeing Geckoleaf like this. He never thought about something like this happening to a medicine cat. But of course it would, they see death so much.... Northpath felt slight ease thinking that he didn't have to live through this, that he never had to go through a break down. Not being able to tell the difference between reality or the insanity-inducing nightmares and visions that Geckoleaf had tried to suppress for moons now. Such visions had become this molly's reality. She couldn't escape from it in the state that she was at, she was unable to recover from everything she had seen and endured for so long. How could he possibly do anything to help her? Maybe it would be best if he left this to someone else? Maybe he should talk to someone... someone whom might be able to actually be of some help? The tom had always doubted himself, never believing himself good enough for much.

So he wouldn't be good enough to help with Geckoleaf, and wouldn't be good enough for all these responsibilities, right?

Ears twitched when she only gathered up the energy to address him by the prefix of his name. He was a bit surprised by that she would use such an informal way to call to him, but he reminded himself that she was weakened from days of ignoring her own health. This molly was starving herself, neglecting the things that needed to survive. No matter how important she was to her clan, or those around her, she seemed too lost in the darkness she was left in to even try to find her way out. Noticing that the usually bright colored molly had more to say, the darker cat - whom seemed lighter due to the shimmering stars embedded into his pelt - leaned closer to hear her feeble words. Northpath stiffened when he heard her following words, and instinctively pulled back as he was taken aback.

In all honesty, Northpath had been expecting her to have turned her back onto Starclan after they had just sat back and allowed her apprentice to be killed by some Syndicate psycho. Even North himself found that he held anger towards their ancestors, even if he was a part of them now he still found that he was angered. ... Maybe it had something to due with that fact that he had shared a similar fate with Cricketpaw? Had Starclan sat back and let him die as well? Surely they had seen these death coming? The tom had come to terms with his own death and had been this way not too long after his death... but he still found himself upset over Cricketpaw's death. Perhaps it was because he had only the power to watch instead of help her, the tom had become a medicine cat apprentice since he always wished to help those in need whether it was inconvenient for him or not. But he couldn't help Cricketpaw - but Starclan is so strong, surely they could have done something to stop it?

Despite living in Starclan, he still had a lot to learn about the clans' ancestors.

There was strange relief in hearing her desperate whisper for help. Not in a sadistic sense that he liked seeing her this - of course not in that sort of way! - but more because she was willing to get help and wanted to be helped. This will make it a lot easier, he let out an inward sigh of relief, but hoped that Geckoleaf didn't catch it in case she took it the wrong way. He offered a small but weak smile in an effort to give her some comfort. "Don't worry, that's what I' here for. I'll try to help you as much as I can..." Northpath's gaze slipped away as he found it difficult to think up what to say. "I'm glad to see that you want some help though - that means a lot, you know you need help and are willing to accept it. That means that this should be easier, and hopefully quicker," the deceased tom added, waving his tail as he did so. He still felt nervous about the whole thing and knew that if he messed up then it would only make the molly before him even worse... and he definitely didn't want that. He honestly wanted to help her. He wanted to help her back to her paws and to recover so she could take care of her clan. As he thought about that, Northpath felt a twinge in his stomach.

Was that... jealousy?

Quickly shaking his head, he moved on. This wasn't the time for such an emotion. So what if he couldn't care for his clan? That he had been killed and wouldn't be able to become a full medicine cat? Right now he couldn't have such pitiful thoughts and must focus on something more important than that. Flicking his tail, Northpath stepped a bit closer to Geckoleaf. "Come on, if you can get up perhaps we can go to the river? It may make you more comfortable to be around something familiar," he hoped that it was the right call to move towards one of the rivers. He crouched down beside her in order to help her to her paws. The grey tabby offered his shoulder for her to lean on. He was aware that she was weak, but he doubted anything they did here would do her harm. So moving shouldn't be all that bad - it would be a strain for the weakened molly, but that was about it.

(lol, it's fine - in my head i was actually picturing Mist trying to get Gecko to eat but failed
also long post, sorry!)

[Clover]

They buried their face into Geckoleafs fur. They curled in on themselves, looking so much smaller. They wanted to hide away, they wanted to curl up under a queen like a kit and forget their worries. They missed when things were so much simpler, so much kinder, so much brighter. back then Daypaw didnt have nightmares, they could eat without feeling the need to throw it up, they didnt stress about over working themselves. They werent alone. If seemed as Daypaw grew older cats were taken out of their lives. Their father had died, and they had pushed their mother away because of their own petty. They pushed away their siblings in fear that they were a burden. When they grew close to another apprentice named Auttumpaw, she only harassed them once becoming a medcat. Your gender isnt real! Thinking youre so special. The nightmares. The echos. They couldnt even leave the territory without having a guard with them, it was embarrassing to say the least. But Daypaw didnt comaplin about any of that stuff, they let it slide and kept it bottled up, instead covering it up with snarky comments and a aggressive exterior. They did it to push cats away in fear of losing them. They couldnt catch their breath, it felt like everything was closing in on them at once. Every bad memory, every harsh word, every injury they had ever felt. They were beyond innocent. They had their own blood on their claws. It made them feel like a momster, no better then the insults they would say to them self. They wished they had somebody. They often spent their days looking towards the den was for hours, looking over every herb. If they werent doing that, they were sitting in the clearing. Glaring at any cat that glanced at them for them to not approach them. It was a defensive type thing. When really, all they wanted was validation. Love. Nutriment. What was shocking is that they were only an apprentice. around 8 moons old. They were so young yet they said that they wanted to die. Their sobbing quieted down once hearing Geckoleafs words. Broken amber hues stared at her for a moment, uncertain. They didnt know if they should let another cat into their life. They didnt know if they would just feel the same pain again if they lost the older molly. For once, Daypaw pushed passed their pride and insecurity. They needed her They needed this. They needed someone to talk to, someone to cry infront of, someone to be there. Someone. Their throat burned, so instead they gave a small whimper and a nod, calming down. "I love you." it was all they could say for how they felt. No one had ever been for them like this, it was a new feeling in general and Daypaw was scared to take that risk again by becoming close with another cat. But Daypaw needed this. Geckoleaf needed them. They needed eachother.

She held them close, continuing to softly clean their fur, as a queen might do to a distressed kit. Their fur tickled her nose and whiskers, but still, she groomed them, the golden pelt becoming even more radiant. Once the fur gleamed, she quit, listening to the raw rasp that came from Daypaw's throat, a painful sound that she barely made out as "I love you." She smiled at that, pressing her nose against Daypaw's in an act of motherly love, for just a moment, before pulling back, surveying their body one more time to make sure their condition was stable. They still seemed a bit cold, but far further from hypothermia. Her next worry was the bruises and cuts that spattered their sides; especially the missing claw, an injury that could easily become infected. So, accessing her strange ability again, she harnessed it to first calm the nerves leading to the toe; it would undeniably be painful if they had to feel it growing in. With a little bit of effort, she urged the keratin shell to grow first, then the fleshy inside, until the claw was barely long enough to sustain itself. Geckoleaf let out a tired huff; it took some of her own energy to heal others, but she was still feeling okay. "Now, I have to pack your wounds; stay still, alright, sunshine?" she mewed, uncurling from around them, slowly, be careful to not disturb them. Moving the few feet to her herb wall, she pulled one of the packets she had described to Daypaw out of a long, skinny crack, pulling it over to the nest, and unwrapping the leaves. Inside was a bundle of herbs, used for healing. Taking the ferns, she cleaned blood and dirt out of all the scratched, then licked the remaining blood off. After, she chewed up the goldenrod, gumweed, and marigold into a thick poultice, carefully packing it into each separate cut and gash. Afterward, she wrapped each with a thick layer of cobwebs, then pinning the bandages with catch burrs. She surveyed her work with a keen eye; it seemed secure and tight, and wouldn't shift if Daypaw moved. Once again, Geckoleaf stepped lightly into the nest, and curled back around them, hoping to stave off the remnants of hypothermia. "Better? You can have the poppy seeds if you want. But only two."

[graves]

She held them close, continuing to softly clean their fur, as a queen might do to a distressed kit. Their fur tickled her nose and whiskers, but still, she groomed them, the golden pelt becoming even more radiant. Once the fur gleamed, she quit, listening to the raw rasp that came from Daypaw's throat, a painful sound that she barely made out as "I love you." She smiled at that, pressing her nose against Daypaw's in an act of motherly love, for just a moment, before pulling back, surveying their body one more time to make sure their condition was stable. They still seemed a bit cold, but far further from hypothermia. Her next worry was the bruises and cuts that spattered their sides; especially the missing claw, an injury that could easily become infected. So, accessing her strange ability again, she harnessed it to first calm the nerves leading to the toe; it would undeniably be painful if they had to feel it growing in. With a little bit of effort, she urged the keratin shell to grow first, then the fleshy inside, until the claw was barely long enough to sustain itself. Geckoleaf let out a tired huff; it took some of her own energy to heal others, but she was still feeling okay. "Now, I have to pack your wounds; stay still, alright, sunshine?" she mewed, uncurling from around them, slowly, be careful to not disturb them. Moving the few feet to her herb wall, she pulled one of the packets she had described to Daypaw out of a long, skinny crack, pulling it over to the nest, and unwrapping the leaves. Inside was a bundle of herbs, used for healing. Taking the ferns, she cleaned blood and dirt out of all the scratched, then licked the remaining blood off. After, she chewed up the goldenrod, gumweed, and marigold into a thick poultice, carefully packing it into each separate cut and gash. Afterward, she wrapped each with a thick layer of cobwebs, then pinning the bandages with catch burrs. She surveyed her work with a keen eye; it seemed secure and tight, and wouldn't shift if Daypaw moved. Once again, Geckoleaf stepped lightly into the nest, and curled back around them, hoping to stave off the remnants of hypothermia. "Better? You can have the poppy seeds if you want. But only two."
They felt that same weird feeling of warmness throughout their body. It wasnt harmful or unwelcome but...usual. Geckoleaf hadnt even taken out herbs yet and they were feeling better quickly, their paw starting to sooth from where the claw was ripped from its place. They felt a stinging sensation, making them grit their teeth slightly. All they knew is that they were feeling better. Minutes ago, Daypaws lungs had been filled with water, they had been so cold and dirty, and now they were warm, breathing stably and fine? They hadnt witnessed powers before, but they knew Starclan werent greedy when it came to giving gifts. It was a weird feeling to be honest, to be cared for. They were a medcat with no real cat to look up to, so they werent really used to just..sitting back and being cared for. They werent sure if they liked it or not. They gave a small purr at the herbs placed on their wounds, eyeing everything Geckoleaf was doing. Even if they couldnt do anything at the moment, everything was a learning moment. Normally they would have clawed a cats ear off for trying to care for them. They didnt like showing weakness infront of anybody, it made them antsy. It was one of the reasons they were always on guard. But they stayed quiet, letting Geckoleaf curl around them. They shook their head to the poppy seeds. They figured more and more victims of the flood were going to be coming in any moment and they would need them more. But Daypaw was blunt and curious, turning to face Geckoleaf,"How did you heal me so fast?"

[Clover]

They felt that same weird feeling of warmness throughout their body. It wasnt harmful or unwelcome but...usual. Geckoleaf hadnt even taken out herbs yet and they were feeling better quickly, their paw starting to sooth from where the claw was ripped from its place. They felt a stinging sensation, making them grit their teeth slightly. All they knew is that they were feeling better. Minutes ago, Daypaws lungs had been filled with water, they had been so cold and dirty, and now they were warm, breathing stably and fine? They hadnt witnessed powers before, but they knew Starclan werent greedy when it came to giving gifts. It was a weird feeling to be honest, to be cared for. They were a medcat with no real cat to look up to, so they werent really used to just..sitting back and being cared for. They werent sure if they liked it or not. They gave a small purr at the herbs placed on their wounds, eyeing everything Geckoleaf was doing. Even if they couldnt do anything at the moment, everything was a learning moment. Normally they would have clawed a cats ear off for trying to care for them. They didn't like showing weakness in front of anybody, it made them antsy. It was one of the reasons they were always on guard. But they stayed quiet, letting Geckoleaf curl around them. They shook their head to the poppy seeds. They figured more and more victims of the flood were going to be coming in any moment and they would need them more. But Daypaw was blunt and curious, turning to face Geckoleaf,"How did you heal me so fast?"

She watched them refuse the poppy seeds, and sighed; they clearly were saving them for flood patients. Thing is, she would have done the same; in times of pain, she could simply manipulate her own body to stop receiving pain signals. She was honestly a bit surprised at how docile and relaxed Daypaw was while she cared for them; among the medicine cats, they had the reputation of being the feistiest of the five of them, and them simply allowing her to care for them was a bit out of character. Whatever the golden enby was going through at that very moment had to be of such magnitude to simply allow Geckoleaf to pamper them. The question didn't surprise her; even a ruthless Dusk Syndicate healer, untrained as they were, would be able to tell that she had healed Daypaw shockingly fast; the quick rise in body temperature of clearing of their lungs, for example. Geckoleaf's ears twitched, and she smiled slightly; she trusted them enough to share this rather guarded secret. "I can assure you it's not because I'm a fantastic medicine cat, or have some amazing healing herbs; instead, I manipulate your body to do the healing for me. It's a... a gift or a power. I could heal your every cut; make your scars fade and grow in new claws. But I couldn't hurt you; couldn't cut off blood flow or make your bones dissolve. So I used on you; I really don't think you would've made it if I didn't. You were suffering from mild hypothermia, anemia, and symptoms of hypoxia. Plus, those wounds would just keep bleeding if I didn't help. Were you submerged under water at some point, sunshine?" she mewed in response, her ending inquiry soft and worried. If Daypaw had experienced trauma, cranial or not, she'd want to know.

[graves]

She watched them refuse the poppy seeds, and sighed; they clearly were saving them for flood patients. Thing is, she would have done the same; in times of pain, she could simply manipulate her own body to stop receiving pain signals. She was honestly a bit surprised at how docile and relaxed Daypaw was while she cared for them; among the medicine cats, they had the reputation of being the feistiest of the five of them, and them simply allowing her to care for them was a bit out of character. Whatever the golden enby was going through at that very moment had to be of such magnitude to simply allow Geckoleaf to pamper them. The question didn't surprise her; even a ruthless Dusk Syndicate healer, untrained as they were, would be able to tell that she had healed Daypaw shockingly fast; the quick rise in body temperature of clearing of their lungs, for example. Geckoleaf's ears twitched, and she smiled slightly; she trusted them enough to share this rather guarded secret. "I can assure you it's not because I'm a fantastic medicine cat, or have some amazing healing herbs; instead, I manipulate your body to do the healing for me. It's a... a gift or a power. I could heal your every cut; make your scars fade and grow in new claws. But I couldn't hurt you; couldn't cut off blood flow or make your bones dissolve. So I used on you; I really don't think you would've made it if I didn't. You were suffering from mild hypothermia, anemia, and symptoms of hypoxia. Plus, those wounds would just keep bleeding if I didn't help. Were you submerged under water at some point, sunshine?" she mewed in response, her ending inquiry soft and worried. If Daypaw had experienced trauma, cranial or not, she'd want to know.
They knew it had to be some sort of power, despite Daypaws lack of training they could tell they were healing to fast. They looked at the ground at her question. Everything came swirling back. They had just rescued every last of their patients from their den, carrying them up and down the hill over and over again. They could still feel the rain hitting their pelt as they walked through the fast paced water, one wrong step and they were gone. How they sprang from the water and into the hill, they could still feel how the cold mud felt between their toes. In that moment it felt as everything were against them. The rain pouring on them in the opposite direction they were climbing, the wind howling that still echoed in Daypaws ears. The subtle breeze through their fur as they fell. It was like they were in the eye of a storm when falling. They felt as light as a feather, but came crashing back into reality when they were submerged into the ice cold water. It made them shiver. They could remember seeing their mother, their father..Cricketpaw. The water felt so nice. Daypaw could feel nothing when underwater, the cold making their body feel numb as they closed their eyes. They looked back to Geckoleaf, eyes watering. They werent going to cry again. Refused. "I fell off of a mudslide into the water, couldn't reach the top." I didnt want to reach the top. They were going to let go off the rock. They did let go, too. But Minkpaw saved them. Daypaw suddenly felt tired. Not physically tired but just. emotionally tired. It was a lot for one day. They glanced at the exit of the den again,"I saved every last cat that was in my den. I hope theyre alright." Daypaw wasnt there to bring them to Riverclan. They were knit picky with what cats did with their patients, and Daypaw wasnt there to help the rest of Shadowclan right now. "I should be back on the mudslide helping them."

[Clover]

They knew it had to be some sort of power, despite Daypaws lack of training they could tell they were healing to fast. They looked at the ground at her question. Everything came swirling back. They had just rescued every last of their patients from their den, carrying them up and down the hill over and over again. They could still feel the rain hitting their pelt as they walked through the fast paced water, one wrong step and they were gone. How they sprang from the water and into the hill, they could still feel how the cold mud felt between their toes. In that moment it felt as everything were against them. The rain pouring on them in the opposite direction they were climbing, the wind howling that still echoed in Daypaws ears. The subtle breeze through their fur as they fell. It was like they were in the eye of a storm when falling. They felt as light as a feather, but came crashing back into reality when they were submerged into the ice cold water. It made them shiver. They could remember seeing their mother, their father..Cricketpaw. The water felt so nice. Daypaw could feel nothing when underwater, the cold making their body feel numb as they closed their eyes. They looked back to Geckoleaf, eyes watering. They werent going to cry again. Refused. "I fell off of a mudslide into the water, couldn't reach the top." I didnt want to reach the top. They were going to let go off the rock. They did let go, too. But Minkpaw saved them. Daypaw suddenly felt tired. Not physically tired but just. emotionally tired. It was a lot for one day. They glanced at the exit of the den again,"I saved every last cat that was in my den. I hope theyre alright." Daypaw wasnt there to bring them to Riverclan. They were knit picky with what cats did with their patients, and Daypaw wasn't there to help the rest of Shadowclan right now. "I should be back on the mudslide helping them."

Sometimes, Geckoleaf felt like after she healed someone using her odd power she could literally read their mind; not really, but it certainly made her feel more intimate with said person since she'd had a peek into their body, their true makeup. And now, she felt that with Daypaw; a niggling feeling told her at the back of her mind that they were hiding how much it really had affected them. But she didn't pry; they would share what they were comfortable with sharing. She was here mostly to help them heal; to allow them a safe place to vent and be themselves, and to receive training, too. She gave them a soft nuzzle; they were obviously upset from earlier, from their plunge into the water. Although Geckoleaf could swim, and relatively well, she knew that none of the other clans could; she could barely imagine the feeling of drowning, being sucked under the raging current, water rushing into your throat and lungs and gagging you. She shuddered slightly; in rivers, lakes, and the ocean, she was hardly helpless, and instead thrived in the currents and eddies, enjoying the challenge of fighting against something stronger than yourself. She glanced down at the golden enby she has curled around; they seemed shaken, and the words about their patients seemed genuine. Geckoleaf then listened to the last statement, and a sudden growl rumbled lowly in the back of her throat. Daypaw was far too weak to go back out there, no matter how much they may have wanted to. "No, Daypaw. You have to stay here until you heal; if you go out there, you will die. Your body is too weak; even if you can't feel the pain, it's still there," she replied, gruffly, understanding why Daypaw wanted to go, but definitely not letting them. "I can't lose you like I lost Cricket, like how I lost Arctic. Just... don't, okay sunshine?"

[graves]

Sometimes, Geckoleaf felt like after she healed someone using her odd power she could literally read their mind; not really, but it certainly made her feel more intimate with said person since she'd had a peek into their body, their true makeup. And now, she felt that with Daypaw; a niggling feeling told her at the back of her mind that they were hiding how much it really had affected them. But she didn't pry; they would share what they were comfortable with sharing. She was here mostly to help them heal; to allow them a safe place to vent and be themselves, and to receive training, too. She gave them a soft nuzzle; they were obviously upset from earlier, from their plunge into the water. Although Geckoleaf could swim, and relatively well, she knew that none of the other clans could; she could barely imagine the feeling of drowning, being sucked under the raging current, water rushing into your throat and lungs and gagging you. She shuddered slightly; in rivers, lakes, and the ocean, she was hardly helpless, and instead thrived in the currents and eddies, enjoying the challenge of fighting against something stronger than yourself. She glanced down at the golden enby she has curled around; they seemed shaken, and the words about their patients seemed genuine. Geckoleaf then listened to the last statement, and a sudden growl rumbled lowly in the back of her throat. Daypaw was far too weak to go back out there, no matter how much they may have wanted to. "No, Daypaw. You have to stay here until you heal; if you go out there, you will die. Your body is too weak; even if you can't feel the pain, it's still there," she replied, gruffly, understanding why Daypaw wanted to go, but definitely not letting them. "I can't lose you like I lost Cricket, like how I lost Arctic. Just... don't, okay sunshine?"
Daypaw let their gaze set on the ground. They knew they were weak, their lungs felt tired simply from breathing. They could still feel a slight sting down their throat from throwing up the water. They could barely standup, much less go back to carrying patients up and down the mudslide. "Cats are dying, Gecko. Right at this moment, a life is being taken away." their voice cracked slightly, the their normal blunt tone was back in use. They werent getting angry, just slightly antsy at the thought. The rain loomed outside still. It made them think about what was happening right now. The rain.The water. The thunder. The lightning. The coldness.The mud. Morningpath, how he slipped away so easily. Daypaw could still see cats washing away, cats being suffocated by the mud. It made a chill run down Daypaws spin. Surely Gecko could understand where they were coming from, she was a medcat after all. "My clan needs me." they would work themselves to their breaking point if it meant another life was saved, if it meant Daypaw didnt have to watch another cat die infront of them. They sat up and everything hit them at once. Their head was booming, their vision dizzy in a haze as they looked at the den exit. Their paw still ached, wincing when they put weight on it. Thier body felt weak in general, shaking slightly to even sit up right. They hadnt even eaten within the past few days, lines in their fur showed their ribs. They panted, it was obviously taking a toll on them to even sit up. They looked back towards Geckoleaf for a moment. And Daypaw realized they were doing it again. They were pushing away another cat who had been so kind in every single way, physically and emotionally. She didnt have to comfort Daypaw, all she had to do was heal them and move onto a another cat, nothing more. But she took her time to spend it with them. They sighed. Settling down instead, curling back against Geckoleafs side, an annoyed look on their face. They werent happy about it-but theyd stay. "Fine."

[Charmer]

Clover
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Lucky woke up from her rest in the Riverclan medicine den, the pungent smell of fish and water in her nose. She still wasn't used to that scent, and it made her appreciate the piney, earth scent of Shadowclan territory. She had made it here after the floor with help from Daypaw, Ebonymist, and Goldeneye and miraculously had managed to slightly aggravate her shoulder wound. According to the Riverclan medicine cat, "Geckoleaf" it was inflamed, but amazingly not reopened. Her recovery was still right on schedule. She rested her head on her paws with a sigh. Out of one medicine den and into another.

[Clover]

Daypaw let their gaze set on the ground. They knew they were weak, their lungs felt tired simply from breathing. They could still feel a slight sting down their throat from throwing up the water. They could barely standup, much less go back to carrying patients up and down the mudslide. "Cats are dying, Gecko. Right at this moment, a life is being taken away." their voice cracked slightly, the their normal blunt tone was back in use. They werent getting angry, just slightly antsy at the thought. The rain loomed outside still. It made them think about what was happening right now. The rain.The water. The thunder. The lightning. The coldness.The mud. Morningpath, how he slipped away so easily. Daypaw could still see cats washing away, cats being suffocated by the mud. It made a chill run down Daypaws spin. Surely Gecko could understand where they were coming from, she was a medcat after all. "My clan needs me." they would work themselves to their breaking point if it meant another life was saved, if it meant Daypaw didnt have to watch another cat die infront of them. They sat up and everything hit them at once. Their head was booming, their vision dizzy in a haze as they looked at the den exit. Their paw still ached, wincing when they put weight on it. Thier body felt weak in general, shaking slightly to even sit up right. They hadn't even eaten within the past few days, lines in their fur showed their ribs. They panted, it was obviously taking a toll on them to even sit up. They looked back towards Geckoleaf for a moment. And Daypaw realized they were doing it again. They were pushing away another cat who had been so kind in every single way, physically and emotionally. She didn't have to comfort Daypaw, all she had to do was heal them and move onto an another cat, nothing more. But she took her time to spend it with them. They sighed. Settling down instead, curling back against Geckoleafs side, an annoyed look on their face. They weren't happy about it but they'd stay. "Fine."
Her eyes were deep with concern, knowing that Daypaw would gladly tromp right back into the water, slog through mud and sleet just to save an elder, to heal a paw. She let out a sigh; keeping Daypaw contained until they were healed would be quite the ordeal. At the least, she could begin to train them in the more delicate, advanced ways of healing. She spied the annoyed look on their face, and suppressed a huff; they'd just have to learn when to contain themselves but at the moment, that seemed far ways away. "Daypaw, I know that ShadowClan needs you, that your patients need healing. And that's why you have to stay here; if you try to go back up that hill, you will die. Your body was giving out, and even still you'll barely pull through. But exerting it... your lungs would fail from overuse, your wounds would open up, and you'd probably die from hypoxia. Just give it a break; you can still use your mind, right? I can still train you from here," she mewed, quietly, lips pursed. The thing is, she knew that, in their position, she'd run right back out into the frey, pull as many cats up through the water as she could, dive into the river and nearly suffocate to help those who couldn't swim. And to be forced to stay still, in a warm, dry den, would be infuriating. But Geckoleaf couldn't change Daypaw's biology to make them a supercat; she could only try to keep them alive. "Okay?"

[Clover]

Clover
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Lucky woke up from her rest in the Riverclan medicine den, the pungent smell of fish and water in her nose. She still wasn't used to that scent, and it made her appreciate the piney, earth scent of Shadowclan territory. She had made it here after the floor with help from Daypaw, Ebonymist, and Goldeneye and miraculously had managed to slightly aggravate her shoulder wound. According to the Riverclan medicine cat, "Geckoleaf" it was inflamed, but amazingly not reopened. Her recovery was still right on schedule. She rested her head on her paws with a sigh. Out of one medicine den and into another.

Ears perking at her name, Geckoleaf rose, stiffly, and padded over to her patient, ears twitching lightly. "What seems to be the problem, Lucky?" she mewed, her tail swishing in anticipation of what seemed wrong. She surveyed the solid black molly, looking for the source of discomfort. She found what might have been it, but Lucky would have to verify; the shoulder wound, swollen and red, the skin stretched and shiny.

[Charmer]

Ears perking at her name, Geckoleaf rose, stiffly, and padded over to her patient, ears twitching lightly. "What seems to be the problem, Lucky?" she mewed, her tail swishing in anticipation of what seemed wrong. She surveyed the solid black molly, looking for the source of discomfort. She found what might have been it, but Lucky would have to verify; the shoulder wound, swollen and red, the skin stretched and shiny.

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"Oh I'm doing fine all in all," Lucky said, not wanting to complain to much, "My shoulder is feeling the slightest bit stiff, but that's probably just from the trek from Shadowclan, right?" Lucky asked, nervousness creeping into her voice. Daypaw said it was healing well back at Shadowclan, but they were worried about it opening up so they had me staying in the den. Lucky began to unconsciously look around at her own mention of Daypaw. She hadn't seen pelt nor tail of the medicine cat since the evacuation. They're probably busy helping all the other cats, Lucky reasoned, kneading the earth anxiously as she tried to reassure herself.

[graves]

Her eyes were deep with concern, knowing that Daypaw would gladly tromp right back into the water, slog through mud and sleet just to save an elder, to heal a paw. She let out a sigh; keeping Daypaw contained until they were healed would be quite the ordeal. At the least, she could begin to train them in the more delicate, advanced ways of healing. She spied the annoyed look on their face, and suppressed a huff; they'd just have to learn when to contain themselves but at the moment, that seemed far ways away. "Daypaw, I know that ShadowClan needs you, that your patients need healing. And that's why you have to stay here; if you try to go back up that hill, you will die. Your body was giving out, and even still you'll barely pull through. But exerting it... your lungs would fail from overuse, your wounds would open up, and you'd probably die from hypoxia. Just give it a break; you can still use your mind, right? I can still train you from here," she mewed, quietly, lips pursed. The thing is, she knew that, in their position, she'd run right back out into the frey, pull as many cats up through the water as she could, dive into the river and nearly suffocate to help those who couldn't swim. And to be forced to stay still, in a warm, dry den, would be infuriating. But Geckoleaf couldn't change Daypaw's biology to make them a supercat; she could only try to keep them alive. "Okay?"
"Okay." They gave a small huff, resting their head on Geckoleafs flank and closing their eyes. They tried not to think about it. They tried not to think of the storm, the water, the mud, the thunder, the lighting, the screaming, the crying. They tried to tune it all out. They were exhausted. They didnt like to sleep, tried to avoid it at all costs, but they needed it right now. They knew as soon that they fell asleep they would be greeted with a sleep depriving nightmare. But they tried not to think of it. Instead focusing on the fresh smell of herbs in the den that made their nose burn slightly in a good way, how dry and warm Geckoleafs pelt felt when they nuzzled their face in her thick fur. They had to rest. If they didnt, it would only delay the healing process which meant they would spend an even longer time in here. Their ears twitched, trying to block out the storm that was happening outside. They gave a small sigh, yawning,"Thank you," they paused for a moment in hesitation,"mom." They hadnt said that word in so long that it felt weird to say it. They didnt have the best relationship with their mother, often trying to avoid them at all costs. So Daypaw grew up raising themselves, its why they spoke older then what they were. It felt weird to be taken care of but perhaps they could get used to it.
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"Oh I'm doing fine all in all," Lucky said, not wanting to complain to much, "My shoulder is feeling the slightest bit stiff, but that's probably just from the trek from Shadowclan, right?" Lucky asked, nervousness creeping into her voice. Daypaw said it was healing well back at Shadowclan, but they were worried about it opening up so they had me staying in the den. Lucky began to unconsciously look around at her own mention of Daypaw. She hadn't seen pelt nor tail of the medicine cat since the evacuation. They're probably busy helping all the other cats, Lucky reasoned, kneading the earth anxiously as she tried to reassure herself.
Clover
Daypaw was sitting in the den at their own nest that Geckoleaf had rested them in. They couldnt heal anycat as of now, but Daypaw was icthing to atleast do something. The most they could do right now is simply watch and learn. They were an apprentice but never had an official mentor, so it often felt like Daypaw was their own cat without anyone to listen to. It would be weird learning for once, but it was all they could do at the moment. They were glad Lucky was safe though from the mudslide, it calmed them a bit. Lucky was a kittypet they had found in Shadowclan territory. Though Daypaw kept her shut away in the den so no one would really find out about her. "She has wounds on her side healing from a dog attack aswel, I would check to make sure those havent reopened from the flood." they interrupted. Even if Daypaw didnt show it, they were protective of the kittypet. Wanting to make sure she got every bit if treatment she needed. "I applied Goldenrod and Dock for now, but it probably came off during the storm." They didnt know many herbs, basic ones for soothing scratches and along those lines.

[Charmer]

Clover
Daypaw was sitting in the den at their own nest that Geckoleaf had rested them in. They couldnt heal anycat as of now, but Daypaw was icthing to atleast do something. The most they could do right now is simply watch and learn. They were an apprentice but never had an official mentor, so it often felt like Daypaw was their own cat without anyone to listen to. It would be weird learning for once, but it was all they could do at the moment. They were glad Lucky was safe though from the mudslide, it calmed them a bit. Lucky was a kittypet they had found in Shadowclan territory. Though Daypaw kept her shut away in the den so no one would really find out about her. "She has wounds on her side healing from a dog attack aswel, I would check to make sure those havent reopened from the flood." they interrupted. Even if Daypaw didnt show it, they were protective of the kittypet. Wanting to make sure she got every bit if treatment she needed. "I applied Goldenrod and Dock for now, but it probably came off during the storm." They didnt know many herbs, basic ones for soothing scratches and along those lines.

Clover

Lucky's ears perked up and she whipped her head around, noticing the Shadowclan medicine cat for the first time, "DAYPAW!!!" Lucky yowled with glee at seeing the cat she regarded as her savior again. She began to clamber out of her nest to run and greet the enby, but had barely made it to her feet when her shoulder and side surged with fresh pain, and she sank back down, wincing. "I have so much to tell you!" the little shecat prattled on, "I met a cat named Goldeneye who said he was something called a deputy and-" Lucky suddenly stopped, noticing Daypaw's physical condition for the first time. "You're hurt?!" the black she-cat exclaimed in horror, again straining to get to her paws.

[graves]

Clover

Lucky's ears perked up and she whipped her head around, noticing the Shadowclan medicine cat for the first time, "DAYPAW!!!" Lucky yowled with glee at seeing the cat she regarded as her savior again. She began to clamber out of her nest to run and greet the enby, but had barely made it to her feet when her shoulder and side surged with fresh pain, and she sank back down, wincing. "I have so much to tell you!" the little shecat prattled on, "I met a cat named Goldeneye who said he was something called a deputy and-" Lucky suddenly stopped, noticing Daypaw's physical condition for the first time. "You're hurt?!" the black she-cat exclaimed in horror, again straining to get to her paws.
Daypaw didnt like to admit they were hurt. They wanted to seem invincible, no sign of weakness. But they couldnt just push away almost dying. They couldnt push away falling down the mudslide. They couldnt push away the thoughts of the rain, the thunder, the screaming. They sighed,¨Im fine Lucky, dont worry about it."Their tone had the same roughness like usual. ¨Dont try to get out of your nest, youll only hurt yourself more."they wondered how Lucky had made it to Riverclan camp. At the mention of the deputy they internally groaned. Daypaw had been keeping Lucky under the radar for now until she decided what she wanted to do, not caring to tell Halestar or Goldeneye about it. They were sure they would hear something now.

[Charmer]

Daypaw didnt like to admit they were hurt. They wanted to seem invincible, no sign of weakness. But they couldnt just push away almost dying. They couldnt push away falling down the mudslide. They couldnt push away the thoughts of the rain, the thunder, the screaming. They sighed,¨Im fine Lucky, dont worry about it."Their tone had the same roughness like usual. ¨Dont try to get out of your nest, youll only hurt yourself more."they wondered how Lucky had made it to Riverclan camp. At the mention of the deputy they internally groaned. Daypaw had been keeping Lucky under the radar for now until she decided what she wanted to do, not caring to tell Halestar or Goldeneye about it. They were sure they would hear something now.

Lucky hesitated but reluctantly sank back into the nest with a sullen, "Yes Daypaw." The enby said they were fine, but Lucky could pretty easily see that this was the farthest away she'd ever seen Daypaw from fine. But, if Daypaw needed to put on a brave face, Lucky wouldn't complain so long as the medicine cat here in Riverclan took proper care of Daypaw. Besides, Lucky was just itching to share her news with the Shadowclan medicine cat. "After you left, Ebonymist carried me to safety then set me on a boulder so that she could go help other cats. But then all the cats started to move toward Riverclan and I couldn't find you or Ebonymist anywhere. I thought I was a goner for sure, but then a tom named Goldeneye, who said he was something called a deputy, helped me the rest of the way here. And here's the crazy part: he asked me if I wanted to stay in Shadowclan!"

[Clover]

"Okay." They gave a small huff, resting their head on Geckoleafs flank and closing their eyes. They tried not to think about it. They tried not to think of the storm, the water, the mud, the thunder, the lighting, the screaming, the crying. They tried to tune it all out. They were exhausted. They didnt like to sleep, tried to avoid it at all costs, but they needed it right now. They knew as soon that they fell asleep they would be greeted with a sleep depriving nightmare. But they tried not to think of it. Instead focusing on the fresh smell of herbs in the den that made their nose burn slightly in a good way, how dry and warm Geckoleafs pelt felt when they nuzzled their face in her thick fur. They had to rest. If they didnt, it would only delay the healing process which meant they would spend an even longer time in here. Their ears twitched, trying to block out the storm that was happening outside. They gave a small sigh, yawning,"Thank you," they paused for a moment in hesitation,"mom." They hadnt said that word in so long that it felt weird to say it. They didnt have the best relationship with their mother, often trying to avoid them at all costs. So Daypaw grew up raising themselves, its why they spoke older then what they were. It felt weird to be taken care of but perhaps they could get used to it.

For a moment, her mind thought she heard Cricketpaw, skipping in from the clearing, laughing and grinning, calling her name, sometimes letting a "mother", or "mom" slip through. But it vanished just as quickly, a mirage wavering on the edge of her consciousness. Her blue eyes opened, and she stared down at Daypaw, wavering between whether to scream, cry, or nuzzle them gently. Could she really "adopt" another child; someone to fill the screaming void in her heart that so many had ripped out before? But she knew she couldn't just think of herself; she had to think of Daypaw. She knew they hadn't had an easy childhood, and now, being injured and wet, they certainly weren't having a break from it. Maybe they needed someone who could care for them, spoil them, or even just love them. "I'll sleep with you, sunshine. No nightmares will sneak past me, okay? And if they do, we'll fight them together." Geckoleaf knew it was a stupid, coddling thing to say, something appropriate more for a baby than an apprentice. But in the moment, she thought Daypaw would appreciate the sentiment, of knowing that someone was at least right there to help them. Gently, she curled her tail around Daypaw, her head resting against their neck, and waited for them to fall asleep.

[Clover]

Lucky hesitated but reluctantly sank back into the nest with a sullen, "Yes Daypaw." The enby said they were fine, but Lucky could pretty easily see that this was the farthest away she'd ever seen Daypaw from fine. But, if Daypaw needed to put on a brave face, Lucky wouldn't complain so long as the medicine cat here in Riverclan took proper care of Daypaw. Besides, Lucky was just itching to share her news with the Shadowclan medicine cat. "After you left, Ebonymist carried me to safety then set me on a boulder so that she could go help other cats. But then all the cats started to move toward Riverclan and I couldn't find you or Ebonymist anywhere. I thought I was a goner for sure, but then a tom named Goldeneye, who said he was something called a deputy, helped me the rest of the way here. And here's the crazy part: he asked me if I wanted to stay in Shadowclan!"

"Get back here!"Geckoleaf exclaimed, exasperated, taking the half-chewed herbs over to Lucky, rubbing the near-watery paste onto the wound; it was a mix that would bring down the inflammation, fight infection, and help to numb pain. Making sure it was thoroughly applied, she backed off, sighing, and padded away to her herb storage, knowing the two excitable friends would want to make up after the flood.

[graves]

Lucky hesitated but reluctantly sank back into the nest with a sullen, "Yes Daypaw." The enby said they were fine, but Lucky could pretty easily see that this was the farthest away she'd ever seen Daypaw from fine. But, if Daypaw needed to put on a brave face, Lucky wouldn't complain so long as the medicine cat here in Riverclan took proper care of Daypaw. Besides, Lucky was just itching to share her news with the Shadowclan medicine cat. "After you left, Ebonymist carried me to safety then set me on a boulder so that she could go help other cats. But then all the cats started to move toward Riverclan and I couldn't find you or Ebonymist anywhere. I thought I was a goner for sure, but then a tom named Goldeneye, who said he was something called a deputy, helped me the rest of the way here. And here's the crazy part: he asked me if I wanted to stay in Shadowclan!"


"Get back here!"Geckoleaf exclaimed, exasperated, taking the half-chewed herbs over to Lucky, rubbing the near-watery paste onto the wound; it was a mix that would bring down the inflammation, fight infection, and help to numb pain. Making sure it was thoroughly applied, she backed off, sighing, and padded away to her herb storage, knowing the two excitable friends would want to make up after the flood.
Stay in Shadowclan? The thought crossed by Daypaws mind often. It seemed Lucky was fitting in well. They knew she would be a great addition to Shadowclan. She would be training to be a warrior, of course. The thought saddened Daypaw slightly. They didnt show it of course. But they enjoyed having Lucky constantly in the medcat den. Even if her jokes and puns were terrible, it made Daypaw feel less alone. But that would be selfish, to keep Lucky all to themself. ¨Have you decided if you wanted to join?¨ They would respect her desison either way. If it came down to it, Daypaw wouldnt mind walking Lucky back to her housefolk themself if thats what she wanted, even if Daypaw wanted her to stay. They looked up at Geckoleaf,¨She has trouble staying in her nest at times.¨


For a moment, her mind thought she heard Cricketpaw, skipping in from the clearing, laughing and grinning, calling her name, sometimes letting a "mother", or "mom" slip through. But it vanished just as quickly, a mirage wavering on the edge of her consciousness. Her blue eyes opened, and she stared down at Daypaw, wavering between whether to scream, cry, or nuzzle them gently. Could she really "adopt" another child; someone to fill the screaming void in her heart that so many had ripped out before? But she knew she couldn't just think of herself; she had to think of Daypaw. She knew they hadn't had an easy childhood, and now, being injured and wet, they certainly weren't having a break from it. Maybe they needed someone who could care for them, spoil them, or even just love them. "I'll sleep with you, sunshine. No nightmares will sneak past me, okay? And if they do, we'll fight them together." Geckoleaf knew it was a stupid, coddling thing to say, something appropriate more for a baby than an apprentice. But in the moment, she thought Daypaw would appreciate the sentiment, of knowing that someone was at least right there to help them. Gently, she curled her tail around Daypaw, her head resting against their neck, and waited for them to fall asleep.
Daypaw couldnt think of when the last time they purred was. Things always seemed to be going so fast-so hectic that they could never truly relax. They have never felt so tired. But, they purred. They purred in pure contentment for the first time. They let their eyes flutter closed, their body relax under Geckoleafs touch. They didnt have a guard up, they didnt think about how many cats would need treatment in the morning. For right now they focused how dry they felt. How the herbs Geckoleaf had placed into their wounds were soothing them already. How the mollys fur felt softer then any nest, they burred there face in it. It as the first time they had ever been truly cared for. Someone to look after them for once. For Daypaw to be loved. Their breath grew softer, slowly going limp into a deep slumber. Their body didnt twitch, didnt shake, instead all you could feel were the small breaths they let out and the rise and fall of their sides. For the first time, they had a dreamless sleep.

[Charmer]

[QUOTE=woly;342707]Stay in Shadowclan? The thought crossed by Daypaws mind often. It seemed Lucky was fitting in well. They knew she would be a great addition to Shadowclan. She would be training to be a warrior, of course. The thought saddened Daypaw slightly. They didnt show it of course. But they enjoyed having Lucky constantly in the medcat den. Even if her jokes and puns were terrible, it made Daypaw feel less alone. But that would be selfish, to keep Lucky all to themself. ¨Have you decided if you wanted to join?¨ They would respect her desison either way. If it came down to it, Daypaw wouldnt mind walking Lucky back to her housefolk themself if thats what she wanted, even if Daypaw wanted her to stay. They looked up at Geckoleaf,¨She has trouble staying in her nest at times.¨



"Get back here!"Geckoleaf exclaimed, exasperated, taking the half-chewed herbs over to Lucky, rubbing the near-watery paste onto the wound; it was a mix that would bring down the inflammation, fight infection, and help to numb pain. Making sure it was thoroughly applied, she backed off, sighing, and padded away to her herb storage, knowing the two excitable friends would want to make up after the flood.

Lucky flinched, her ears down as Geckoleaf strode over in a huff to rub more plants on her. "Sorry, Geckoleaf," the shecat murmured repentantly at the Riverclan medicine cat. Lucky briefly wondered if all medicine cats were cranky and if they were cranky before becoming medicine cats or if if becoming one somehow made them cranky. Would she become cranky if she became a medicine cat? She shook her head to clear her mind of these musings and turned back to Daypaw. "Um...not yet," Lucky admitted stirring her paw in the dirt. "I mean, my housefolk would miss me, but I...I actually really like it out here." She admitted. "And besides, I would miss you." Though she'd been in pain for the entirety of her stay so far, Lucky respected Daypaw immensely and not so secretly relished her time joking with and annoying the poor enby.

[Role]

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Whitestep stumbled into the medicine den, eyes dull and fixed in a horrified expression. The queen suppressed a low wail of grief, as the thought of her lost mate returned to mind. Her kit, Owlkit was pressed softly against her flank, eyes concerned and troubled. "Daypaw," Owlkit called. "Daypaw, I think Whitestep could use some help." Owlkit gave her mother a sharp glance as Whitestep began to protest. Angrily snapping her jaws shut, Whitestep huffed. Why should she listen to her kit? She was Owlkit's mother for StarClan's sake! StarClan, she growled to herself. If StarClan is so kind and powerful why did they take Leafclaw away from me? Whitestep lashed her tail as her claws worked at the ground.

(Sorry it's short, writers block.)

[Seraphon]

Lynxpaw stumbled into the medicine cat's den, following her sister and clenched her jaws as she felt pain in her right front leg again.

(I know it's short but, woly Flameleaf is coming in also as lynx paws sister btw so, Flameleaf)

[Tundra]

Mintpaw padded on beside her sister, supporting her. "Shh. Lay down. The med cat will help you." She mewed comfortingly. Mintpaw lay next to Lynxpaw and began grooming her.

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[graves]

Mintpaw padded on beside her sister, supporting her. "Shh. Lay down. The med cat will help you." She mewed comfortingly. Mintpaw lay next to Lynxpaw and began grooming her.

woly
Lynxpaw stumbled into the medicine cat's den, following her sister and clenched her jaws as she felt pain in her right front leg again.

(I know it's short but, woly Flameleaf is coming in also as lynx paws sister btw so, Flameleaf)
Daypaw was currently towards the back of the den, organizing herbs between the cracks of the rock. They were still trying to get used to being in Riverclans den. Things werent organized to Daypaws liking, but it would do. Turning around they caught sight of two shecats, looking gravely injured. Immeditaly they grabbed some poppy seeds, slowly padding to the cats. Their eyes scanned the apprentices body for the injury-her leg. ¨Your leg-injured. Tell me what happened.¨ they mumbled to them, their voice muffled from the poppy flower in their mouth. They shook the flower slightly, a few seeds falling from it. ¨Eat two of those seeds, itll ease your pain.¨
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Whitestep stumbled into the medicine den, eyes dull and fixed in a horrified expression. The queen suppressed a low wail of grief, as the thought of her lost mate returned to mind. Her kit, Owlkit was pressed softly against her flank, eyes concerned and troubled. "Daypaw," Owlkit called. "Daypaw, I think Whitestep could use some help." Owlkit gave her mother a sharp glance as Whitestep began to protest. Angrily snapping her jaws shut, Whitestep huffed. Why should she listen to her kit? She was Owlkit's mother for StarClan's sake! StarClan, she growled to herself. If StarClan is so kind and powerful why did they take Leafclaw away from me? Whitestep lashed her tail as her claws worked at the ground.

(Sorry it's short, writers block.)
The flood had taken a toll on Daypaw too, when Whitestep arrived they were resting in their nest, herbs plastered to their side from where Geckoleaf placed them. But they jumped up at the sight of a queen and a kit entering. Daypaw stood up slowly, padding to the mollys side and letting her weight rest in them instead of Owlkits. ¨You did the right thing by bringing your mother here, Owlkit.¨ they mumbled small praise. They walked over,Whitestep still leaning on their side, and ushered her into an empty nest. They figured she shouldnt be on her paws. ¨What happened to you?¨

[Seraphon]

Daypaw was currently towards the back of the den, organizing herbs between the cracks of the rock. They were still trying to get used to being in Riverclans den. Things werent organized to Daypaws liking, but it would do. Turning around they caught sight of two shecats, looking gravely injured. Immeditaly they grabbed some poppy seeds, slowly padding to the cats. Their eyes scanned the apprentices body for the injury-her leg. ¨Your leg-injured. Tell me what happened.¨ they mumbled to them, their voice muffled from the poppy flower in their mouth. They shook the flower slightly, a few seeds falling from it. ¨Eat two of those seeds, itll ease your pain.¨

Lynxpaw licked up the seeds and sighed, already feeling a bit better. She looked at Daypaw mewed and, still in a little pain, winced,"I was running away from the flood,"she clenched her jaws and flicked her stumpy tail,"and my leg got stuck in a muddy hole while the rest of my body kept moving, so I stumbled and fell. Then I kept feeling sharp pains every time I put weight on it and sometimes even when I didn't,"she motioned to her leg which was twisted at a weird angle.

[Tundra]

Mintpaw stopped grooming Lynxpaw and looked up. "She hurt her leg in the flood," She explained. "I think its broken... But um not sure, um not a medicine cat..." After talking to Daypaw, Mintpaw went back to grooming her sister.

Hollydawn

[Seraphon]

Mintpaw stopped grooming Lynxpaw and looked up. "She hurt her leg in the flood," She explained. "I think its broken... But um not sure, um not a medicine cat..." After talking to Daypaw, Mintpaw went back to grooming her sister.

Hollydawn
Lynxpaw purred as Mintpaw groomed her.

[Role]

Daypaw was currently towards the back of the den, organizing herbs between the cracks of the rock. They were still trying to get used to being in Riverclans den. Things werent organized to Daypaws liking, but it would do. Turning around they caught sight of two shecats, looking gravely injured. Immeditaly they grabbed some poppy seeds, slowly padding to the cats. Their eyes scanned the apprentices body for the injury-her leg. ¨Your leg-injured. Tell me what happened.¨ they mumbled to them, their voice muffled from the poppy flower in their mouth. They shook the flower slightly, a few seeds falling from it. ¨Eat two of those seeds, itll ease your pain.¨

The flood had taken a toll on Daypaw too, when Whitestep arrived they were resting in their nest, herbs plastered to their side from where Geckoleaf placed them. But they jumped up at the sight of a queen and a kit entering. Daypaw stood up slowly, padding to the mollys side and letting her weight rest in them instead of Owlkits. ¨You did the right thing by bringing your mother here, Owlkit.¨ they mumbled small praise. They walked over,Whitestep still leaning on their side, and ushered her into an empty nest. They figured she shouldnt be on her paws. ¨What happened to you?¨
Owlkit puffed out her chest with pride. Realizing her mother left her side, she rushed to help Daypaw guide Whitestep to a nest. Whitestep sat down with a huff. "Nothing happened to me," she snapped. "Owlkit is just being pushy." Owlkit winced. "I'm not being pushy, Whitestep," Owlkit told her. Whitestep sniffed and turned her head away. "Like I said, nothing happened to me, but.." She trailed off. Owlkit sat down beside her grieving mother, and nudged her. "Go on," she urged. Whitestep bit back a snarl, and took a deep breath. "Leafclaw is dead!" Her words came out in a yowl of grief and anger. Owlkit covered her mother's fur in gentle licks.

[graves]

Lynxpaw licked up the seeds and sighed, already feeling a bit better. She looked at Daypaw mewed and, still in a little pain, winced,"I was running away from the flood,"she clenched her jaws and flicked her stumpy tail,"and my leg got stuck in a muddy hole while the rest of my body kept moving, so I stumbled and fell. Then I kept feeling sharp pains every time I put weight on it and sometimes even when I didn't,"she motioned to her leg which was twisted at a weird angle.
Daypaw looked towards the apprentice, eyes scanning over the leg. They sighed,¨Its..broken.¨ They had never treated a broken leg before, but they guessed it was a first time for everything. They scooted closer to the leg, pressing a paw firmly down on the limb,¨Can you feel this?¨ They pressed their paw further, giving pressure,¨if you do, tell me if it hurts.¨ They needed to know if the leg was paralyzed in anyway and what they were dealing with.
Owlkit puffed out her chest with pride. Realizing her mother left her side, she rushed to help Daypaw guide Whitestep to a nest. Whitestep sat down with a huff. "Nothing happened to me," she snapped. "Owlkit is just being pushy." Owlkit winced. "I'm not being pushy, Whitestep," Owlkit told her. Whitestep sniffed and turned her head away. "Like I said, nothing happened to me, but.." She trailed off. Owlkit sat down beside her grieving mother, and nudged her. "Go on," she urged. Whitestep bit back a snarl, and took a deep breath. "Leafclaw is dead!" Her words came out in a yowl of grief and anger. Owlkit covered her mother's fur in gentle licks.
Daypaw leaned down to Owlkit out of Whitesteps earshot,¨Im guessing Leafclaw is her mate?¨ they whispered. Though by the mollys reaction they could guess yes. They knew being a medicine cat it would be more then just healing. But it would be dealing with emotional distress. They wondered how Kestrelberry would have dealed with this. Daypaw was terrible at comforting. They thought back to how Geckoleaf had comforted them. Daypaw sighed, sitting down infront of the queen, tucking their paws under them neatly. ¨Tell me about them,¨ they mewed. They knew sometimes when in grief, talking about good memories of your loved ones helped when dealing with loss. They knew if they asked what happened it would only make the molly more distressed, and they didnt want that.

[Seraphon]

Daypaw looked towards the apprentice, eyes scanning over the leg. They sighed,¨Its..broken.¨ They had never treated a broken leg before, but they guessed it was a first time for everything. They scooted closer to the leg, pressing a paw firmly down on the limb,¨Can you feel this?¨ They pressed their paw further, giving pressure,¨if you do, tell me if it hurts.¨ They needed to know if the leg was paralyzed in anyway and what they were dealing with.
Lynxpaw looked at Daypaw,"I can feel pressure but it doesn't hurt," she replied calmly as the poppy seeds were working, she flicked the tip of her tail and looked at Daypaw getting more scared every second there was silence. Then Daypaw's words sank in. Her leg was broken.

[Role]

Daypaw leaned down to Owlkit out of Whitesteps earshot,¨Im guessing Leafclaw is her mate?¨ they whispered. Though by the mollys reaction they could guess yes. They knew being a medicine cat it would be more then just healing. But it would be dealing with emotional distress. They wondered how Kestrelberry would have dealed with this. Daypaw was terrible at comforting. They thought back to how Geckoleaf had comforted them. Daypaw sighed, sitting down infront of the queen, tucking their paws under them neatly. ¨Tell me about them,¨ they mewed. They knew sometimes when in grief, talking about good memories of your loved ones helped when dealing with loss. They knew if they asked what happened it would only make the molly more distressed, and they didnt want that.
Owlkit nodded, a flicker of sadness clouding her eyes. "My father," she murmured. Whitestep shifted her paws. "He had a brown pelt, covered with stripes. His strong paws were white, and he had the greenest eyes I have ever seen with my own two eyes," she murmured wistfully. Whitestep looked outside of the den. She wondered if he were here right now, watching over her and her kits. "He always did what he felt was right. I guess Owlkit got that from him," Whitestep purred, and bent down to lick her kit on the forehead. Owlkit nuzzled up to her mother. "What a fine warrior he was. I wonder if I went to look for him during the flood, would things be different?" Whitestep's voice shook with emotion. "Would he be here, caring for my kits?"

[graves]

Owlkit nodded, a flicker of sadness clouding her eyes. "My father," she murmured. Whitestep shifted her paws. "He had a brown pelt, covered with stripes. His strong paws were white, and he had the greenest eyes I have ever seen with my own two eyes," she murmured wistfully. Whitestep looked outside of the den. She wondered if he were here right now, watching over her and her kits. "He always did what he felt was right. I guess Owlkit got that from him," Whitestep purred, and bent down to lick her kit on the forehead. Owlkit nuzzled up to her mother. "What a fine warrior he was. I wonder if I went to look for him during the flood, would things be different?" Whitestep's voice shook with emotion. "Would he be here, caring for my kits?"
Daypaw nodded along to the molly calmly, amber hues staring back at her cooly. Daypaw curled their tail around Owlkit, they could understand. Daypaws own father had died when they were a kit. It was weird to experience death at such a young age. ¨Sometimes its someones time, and there snothing we can do to stop it.¨ the enby muttered quietly for a moment. During the flood, hey realized even more that..Starclan can just play god, Take cats who they wish with no hesitation. It left a bitter taste in their mouth. ¨You have your daughter, shes alive¨ they took a glance at Owlkit, then looking back up at the molly,¨You will get through this. You have to.¨ they mewed,¨Im not going to sugar coat it. Your mate is dead, and theres nothing you could have done to prevent it. But you can get through it, you know?¨ they werent the best at advice or comforting, but they were trying their best.
Lynxpaw looked at Daypaw,"I can feel pressure but it doesn't hurt," she replied calmly as the poppy seeds were working, she flicked the tip of her tail and looked at Daypaw getting more scared every second there was silence. Then Daypaw's words sank in. Her leg was broken.
¨Thats good, it means your legs arent paralyze.¨ they mewed. Right now they needed to clean the wounds around the leg, and put the leg in a position for it to heal properly. They padded up the the herb wall, eyes scanning for basic herbs that they knew. Golden rod. Soothing scratches. Dock leaves. Prevents infection. Daypaw leaned forward and grabbed the leaves and flowers, making their way back to the molly, sitting down infront of her and starting to clean her wounds by licking them,¨Stay still for me.¨

[Role]

Daypaw nodded along to the molly calmly, amber hues staring back at her cooly. Daypaw curled their tail around Owlkit, they could understand. Daypaws own father had died when they were a kit. It was weird to experience death at such a young age. ¨Sometimes its someones time, and there snothing we can do to stop it.¨ the enby muttered quietly for a moment. During the flood, hey realized even more that..Starclan can just play god, Take cats who they wish with no hesitation. It left a bitter taste in their mouth. ¨You have your daughter, shes alive¨ they took a glance at Owlkit, then looking back up at the molly,¨You will get through this. You have to.¨ they mewed,¨Im not going to sugar coat it. Your mate is dead, and theres nothing you could have done to prevent it. But you can get through it, you know?¨ they werent the best at advice or comforting, but they were trying their best.
Owlkit slowly settled down beside Daypaw and Whitestep. Inclining her ears towards Daypaw, she listened carefully, thinking about each word. Whitestep stared at Daypaw, her eyes full of sorrow and understanding. "My children are still alive," she told herself quietly, after Daypaw. Blinking down at her kit, she gave Owlkit a swift, but gentle lick. Raising her head and smiling softly at Daypaw, she let out a quiet, broken purr. "Thank you," she said quietly, her voice still full of sorrow. "If.. if Leafclaw comes to you in a dream.. could you tell me what he says?"

[Seraphon]

Daypaw nodded along to the molly calmly, amber hues staring back at her cooly. Daypaw curled their tail around Owlkit, they could understand. Daypaws own father had died when they were a kit. It was weird to experience death at such a young age. ¨Sometimes its someones time, and there snothing we can do to stop it.¨ the enby muttered quietly for a moment. During the flood, hey realized even more that..Starclan can just play god, Take cats who they wish with no hesitation. It left a bitter taste in their mouth. ¨You have your daughter, shes alive¨ they took a glance at Owlkit, then looking back up at the molly,¨You will get through this. You have to.¨ they mewed,¨Im not going to sugar coat it. Your mate is dead, and theres nothing you could have done to prevent it. But you can get through it, you know?¨ they werent the best at advice or comforting, but they were trying their best.

¨Thats good, it means your legs arent paralyze.¨ they mewed. Right now they needed to clean the wounds around the leg, and put the leg in a position for it to heal properly. They padded up the the herb wall, eyes scanning for basic herbs that they knew. Golden rod. Soothing scratches. Dock leaves. Prevents infection. Daypaw leaned forward and grabbed the leaves and flowers, making their way back to the molly, sitting down infront of her and starting to clean her wounds by licking them,¨Stay still for me.¨
Lynxpaw was shivering, scared of whether her leg would heal properly or not, she looked at was Daypaw was doing which just made her shiver even more. She knew she was supposed to hold still, but she just couldn't, she was too scared.

[Mango]

Clover (Sorry if I wasn't suppose to mention you)
The normally slender, white cat was puffed up and limping in,Cloudsky heaved herself down on a mossy healing bed and winced, due to a bee sting behind her, she sighed," Geckoleaf, I was stung by tons of bees and I bloated up like this, is there anything you can do about this or will I just die, and if I am going to die, can you atleast make it more comfortable and remove the stingers, I have one in the center of my left front paw, tons on my right side, one on my chin, and two on my bottom, along with a few on my stomach and tail." She meowed.

[graves]

Lynxpaw was shivering, scared of whether her leg would heal properly or not, she looked at was Daypaw was doing which just made her shiver even more. She knew she was supposed to hold still, but she just couldn't, she was too scared.
After cleaning her leg the medcat chew up the dock leaves, licking them onto the wounds. it would prevent any infection from happening that would need further treatment. using the goldenrod they did the same, to ease any pain that might show up later in the leg and help with any soreness. They stood up, looking back towards the den wall...what could they use to secure a leg in place? There were no herbs strong enough that would hold a leg without breaking. Looking in the corner of the den they noticed a stick. Lighting up they picked it up, grabbing some cobwebs as well and making their way back to the molly. they placed the things down next to her,¨I need you to stay very still, got it?¨
Owlkit slowly settled down beside Daypaw and Whitestep. Inclining her ears towards Daypaw, she listened carefully, thinking about each word. Whitestep stared at Daypaw, her eyes full of sorrow and understanding. "My children are still alive," she told herself quietly, after Daypaw. Blinking down at her kit, she gave Owlkit a swift, but gentle lick. Raising her head and smiling softly at Daypaw, she let out a quiet, broken purr. "Thank you," she said quietly, her voice still full of sorrow. "If.. if Leafclaw comes to you in a dream.. could you tell me what he says?"
Their ears twitched at the thought of a Starclan visiting them. It made their eyes narrow, but they sighed. This molly needed comfort right now, not Daypaws beliefs shoved in her face,¨Youll be the first one I tell. Promise.¨ they mewed quietly. They stood up, uncurling their tail from Owlkit only to come back with a few poppy seeds. Two for Whitestep and only one for Owlkit. They were small, but not too small to handle the seed. ¨This will help your distress and help you sleep better, do you feel comfortable enough to sleep in the nursery?¨ their tail gestured to a spare nest in the corner of the den for any patients that needed it.

[Captain]

woly
Pinewhisker looked back to Needlescar and Sproutwhisker, waving his tail and sending a smile their way as to say goodbye as he limped off to be tended to in the medicine cat’s den, which surprised him that he could even be seen by a healer due to all the injuries in the clan, but he decided not to question a good thing. His leg was stinging quite badly and he was sure that things needed to be looked at before it got infected. The young tom was no medicine cat, so he didn’t assume anything with his injuries until it was looked at Daypaw or Geckoleaf. As the Shadowclan male walked into the medicine den, he lifted his head to peer at all the herbs that were scattered everywhere and even met a few gazes of some cats that were being treated, some looking worse than others. He was always respectful and thankful towards the wonderful medicine cats, even the ones in other clans other than his own. He felt a little nervous, if he were to be honest, not knowing where to go or where would be a good place to lay down. Pinewhisker didn’t want to get in the way of anyone else’s treatment, of course. The brown-furred male even saw a few small kittens in there and could only hope the best for the young ones. He awkwardly decided to sit in an open spot in the area, trying not to put any weight onto his bad leg as his tail rested on his front paws.

[Mayflower]

woly

Rainshadow limped into the medicine den, grumbling to herself. The old Burmese looked around for Daypaw, muttering "All because of the stupid flood," as she searched. She didn't spot the apprentice, so with a quiet mouth she said "Daypaw? You in here? I got myself a tad bit of a problem."

[Seraphon]

After cleaning her leg the medcat chew up the dock leaves, licking them onto the wounds. it would prevent any infection from happening that would need further treatment. using the goldenrod they did the same, to ease any pain that might show up later in the leg and help with any soreness. They stood up, looking back towards the den wall...what could they use to secure a leg in place? There were no herbs strong enough that would hold a leg without breaking. Looking in the corner of the den they noticed a stick. Lighting up they picked it up, grabbing some cobwebs as well and making their way back to the molly. they placed the things down next to her,¨I need you to stay very still, got it?¨

Their ears twitched at the thought of a Starclan visiting them. It made their eyes narrow, but they sighed. This molly needed comfort right now, not Daypaws beliefs shoved in her face,¨Youll be the first one I tell. Promise.¨ they mewed quietly. They stood up, uncurling their tail from Owlkit only to come back with a few poppy seeds. Two for Whitestep and only one for Owlkit. They were small, but not too small to handle the seed. ¨This will help your distress and help you sleep better, do you feel comfortable enough to sleep in the nursery?¨ their tail gestured to a spare nest in the corner of the den for any patients that needed it.
Lynxpaw nodded nervously and forced herself to stop shivering. She waved her stumpy tail as if she was dismissing all of her fear.

[graves]

woly
Pinewhisker looked back to Needlescar and Sproutwhisker, waving his tail and sending a smile their way as to say goodbye as he limped off to be tended to in the medicine cat’s den, which surprised him that he could even be seen by a healer due to all the injuries in the clan, but he decided not to question a good thing. His leg was stinging quite badly and he was sure that things needed to be looked at before it got infected. The young tom was no medicine cat, so he didn’t assume anything with his injuries until it was looked at Daypaw or Geckoleaf. As the Shadowclan male walked into the medicine den, he lifted his head to peer at all the herbs that were scattered everywhere and even met a few gazes of some cats that were being treated, some looking worse than others. He was always respectful and thankful towards the wonderful medicine cats, even the ones in other clans other than his own. He felt a little nervous, if he were to be honest, not knowing where to go or where would be a good place to lay down. Pinewhisker didn’t want to get in the way of anyone else’s treatment, of course. The brown-furred male even saw a few small kittens in there and could only hope the best for the young ones. He awkwardly decided to sit in an open spot in the area, trying not to put any weight onto his bad leg as his tail rested on his front paws.
Daypaws ears twitched at they heard a cat step into the den. Turning their head they scanned the tom up and down, eyes narrowing and scanning for an injury. Their ears perked immediately,¨Whats wrong with your leg.¨ they mewed bluntly. They could tell something was wrong simply from the way the warrior sat. They padded towards him, offering a shoulder to lean on,¨Wont do you any good to be sitting here, Ill give you a nest.¨
woly

Rainshadow limped into the medicine den, grumbling to herself. The old Burmese looked around for Daypaw, muttering "All because of the stupid flood," as she searched. She didn't spot the apprentice, so with a quiet mouth she said "Daypaw? You in here? I got myself a tad bit of a problem."
Their ears perked with their name being called. Honestly since the flood it seemed more and more cats had been piling up in the den and it was just making Daypaw lose more and more sleep. It tired them to say the least, giving a twitch of their ears when their name was called, they hadnt even heard them come in. They turned around briefly, looking towards the warrior,¨What seems to be the problem?¨
Lynxpaw nodded nervously and forced herself to stop shivering. She waved her stumpy tail as if she was dismissing all of her fear.
Daypaw held the stick close to the apprentices leg, proceeding to carefully but tightly wrap cobwebs around both the leg and the stick, having the leg straightening out against it. ¨Its like..a cast of some sort. Your legs broken, this will help it stay in place to the..uh..bone can heal.¨ Daypaw had much to learn still, all they knew was that a bone was broken, but that was it. They didnt know how long it would take it heal, or if they were even doing it correctly, but they were learning.

[Captain]

Daypaws ears twitched at they heard a cat step into the den. Turning their head they scanned the tom up and down, eyes narrowing and scanning for an injury. Their ears perked immediately,¨Whats wrong with your leg.¨ they mewed bluntly. They could tell something was wrong simply from the way the warrior sat. They padded towards him, offering a shoulder to lean on,¨Wont do you any good to be sitting here, Ill give you a nest.¨

Pinewhisker’s ears perked, his head lifting at the sound of Daypaw’s words, to which he looked at his leg. “Oh, you see, I got caught in the flood waters when the camp was being flooded and it got crushed between two rocks, I had to rip it out so I didn’t drown and it was bleeding earlier, but it seemed to have stopped.” He explained to the respected healer, blinking at them. He smiled at their offer to help him to a nest, to which he gladly took, having a heck of a time getting around like this. “Thank you so much.” The warrior said, deciding to not talk anymore as the medicine cat that he knew as his own led him to a more comfortable area to rest his injury, rather than just awkwardly sitting in the dirt.

[Waffee]

woly

Rainshadow limped into the medicine den, grumbling to herself. The old Burmese looked around for Daypaw, muttering "All because of the stupid flood," as she searched. She didn't spot the apprentice, so with a quiet mouth she said "Daypaw? You in here? I got myself a tad bit of a problem."

The tired, shorter she-cat followed right after. "And I thought we will never get here..." The elder huffed and smiled, she sat down and waited for some cat to finally treat Rainshadow. She could use some rest, being sore all over. The pale golden she sat and waited by her new friend.

[Role]

After cleaning her leg the medcat chew up the dock leaves, licking them onto the wounds. it would prevent any infection from happening that would need further treatment. using the goldenrod they did the same, to ease any pain that might show up later in the leg and help with any soreness. They stood up, looking back towards the den wall...what could they use to secure a leg in place? There were no herbs strong enough that would hold a leg without breaking. Looking in the corner of the den they noticed a stick. Lighting up they picked it up, grabbing some cobwebs as well and making their way back to the molly. they placed the things down next to her,¨I need you to stay very still, got it?¨

Their ears twitched at the thought of a Starclan visiting them. It made their eyes narrow, but they sighed. This molly needed comfort right now, not Daypaws beliefs shoved in her face,¨Youll be the first one I tell. Promise.¨ they mewed quietly. They stood up, uncurling their tail from Owlkit only to come back with a few poppy seeds. Two for Whitestep and only one for Owlkit. They were small, but not too small to handle the seed. ¨This will help your distress and help you sleep better, do you feel comfortable enough to sleep in the nursery?¨ their tail gestured to a spare nest in the corner of the den for any patients that needed it.
Whitestep noticed her hesitation, but brushed it off. It was probably just too much to ask for. Whitestep instantly brightened when her question was answered. "Thank you, Daypaw!" Owlkit was about to doze off when she felt the tail of Daypaw brush her side before the warmth left. She watched Daypaw return with the small black seeds. As they sat the seeds down, Owlkit gave a cautious sniff. Whitestep, however, lapped up the seeds calmly. "I think I will be okay in the Nursery. Thank you again, Daypaw," she replied with a smile. "You have no idea how much this means to me." Looking down at her kit, Whitestep gave her a swift lick. "Eat, young one, you need your rest." Owlkit reluctantly lapped up the small seed. "I'll go now, unless you need me for anything," Whitestep purred.

[Mayflower]

Daypaws ears twitched at they heard a cat step into the den. Turning their head they scanned the tom up and down, eyes narrowing and scanning for an injury. Their ears perked immediately,¨Whats wrong with your leg.¨ they mewed bluntly. They could tell something was wrong simply from the way the warrior sat. They padded towards him, offering a shoulder to lean on,¨Wont do you any good to be sitting here, Ill give you a nest.¨

Their ears perked with their name being called. Honestly since the flood it seemed more and more cats had been piling up in the den and it was just making Daypaw lose more and more sleep. It tired them to say the least, giving a twitch of their ears when their name was called, they hadnt even heard them come in. They turned around briefly, looking towards the warrior,¨What seems to be the problem?¨

Daypaw held the stick close to the apprentices leg, proceeding to carefully but tightly wrap cobwebs around both the leg and the stick, having the leg straightening out against it. ¨Its like..a cast of some sort. Your legs broken, this will help it stay in place to the..uh..bone can heal.¨ Daypaw had much to learn still, all they knew was that a bone was broken, but that was it. They didnt know how long it would take it heal, or if they were even doing it correctly, but they were learning.
The tired, shorter she-cat followed right after. "And I thought we will never get here..." The elder huffed and smiled, she sat down and waited for some cat to finally treat Rainshadow. She could use some rest, being sore all over. The pale golden she sat and waited by her new friend.
Rainshadow nodded to her new friend, glad she had had entered the den with her. "Sorry for overwhelming you, but my... leg seems to be broken." She gritted her teeth as she said it, the pain still blinding. The Burmese shook her head and squinted, trying to clear her mind. "I'm too old for this, I might as well surrender to Starclan now. The geezers."

[Seraphon]

Daypaws ears twitched at they heard a cat step into the den. Turning their head they scanned the tom up and down, eyes narrowing and scanning for an injury. Their ears perked immediately,¨Whats wrong with your leg.¨ they mewed bluntly. They could tell something was wrong simply from the way the warrior sat. They padded towards him, offering a shoulder to lean on,¨Wont do you any good to be sitting here, Ill give you a nest.¨

Their ears perked with their name being called. Honestly since the flood it seemed more and more cats had been piling up in the den and it was just making Daypaw lose more and more sleep. It tired them to say the least, giving a twitch of their ears when their name was called, they hadnt even heard them come in. They turned around briefly, looking towards the warrior,¨What seems to be the problem?¨

Daypaw held the stick close to the apprentices leg, proceeding to carefully but tightly wrap cobwebs around both the leg and the stick, having the leg straightening out against it. ¨Its like..a cast of some sort. Your legs broken, this will help it stay in place to the..uh..bone can heal.¨ Daypaw had much to learn still, all they knew was that a bone was broken, but that was it. They didnt know how long it would take it heal, or if they were even doing it correctly, but they were learning.
Lynxpaw flinched. She nodded in understanding though and quickly forced herself to stop shivering with fear, which she had again started to do.

[graves]

Lynxpaw flinched. She nodded in understanding though and quickly forced herself to stop shivering with fear, which she had again started to do.
Daypaw had already given she shecat poppy seeds and took care of her leg, all Daypaw could do was wait. They sat up,¨All we can do is wait at this point. Ill be across the den helping some other cats, if you need anything give me a mew, got it?¨ They had never dealt with a broken leg before, and wanted to watch it closely.
Rainshadow nodded to her new friend, glad she had had entered the den with her. "Sorry for overwhelming you, but my... leg seems to be broken." She gritted her teeth as she said it, the pain still blinding. The Burmese shook her head and squinted, trying to clear her mind. "I'm too old for this, I might as well surrender to Starclan now. The geezers."
At hearing a broken leg, Daypaw rushed to the warriors side. They offered a shoulder for her to lean on before guiding her to an empty nest. ¨You will live every last breath you can before I let you go to Starclan.¨ and that was a promise. Letting her rest in the nest she took a look at her leg, giving it a few sniffs and seeing if there were inuries. There were, but right now they needed to know what they were dealing with. ¨This might hurt, so beware.¨ they mewed, pushing on the shecats broken leg roughly with a paw. ¨I want you to tell me if you feel pain,just pressure, or nothing at all.¨ If she felt nothing at all, it could result in the leg being paralyzed, if she felt pain, it was simply a broken bone.
Pinewhisker’s ears perked, his head lifting at the sound of Daypaw’s words, to which he looked at his leg. “Oh, you see, I got caught in the flood waters when the camp was being flooded and it got crushed between two rocks, I had to rip it out so I didn’t drown and it was bleeding earlier, but it seemed to have stopped.” He explained to the respected healer, blinking at them. He smiled at their offer to help him to a nest, to which he gladly took, having a heck of a time getting around like this. “Thank you so much.” The warrior said, deciding to not talk anymore as the medicine cat that he knew as his own led him to a more comfortable area to rest his injury, rather than just awkwardly sitting in the dirt.
Daypaw hummed, walking across the den with Pinewhisker resting against their shoulder and walking them to an empty nest. It was clean, with fresh new moss and feathers. Once the tom was settled down and such they took a look at his leg, sniffing at it and looking for other injuries, where it was bleeding before, and so on.¨Looks like your leg is broken, and there might be some muscle damage. You may have a limp from now on depending how this leg heals.¨ they mewed. They sat up more, placing a paw on the leg. ¨Tell me if you feel pain,only pressure, or nothing at all in your leg when I press down.¨ After that in a quick motion they pressed down harshly on the leg. Hopefully, Pinewhisker would feel pain. That would mean the muscle mass wasnt to damaged and the leg wasnt paralyzed. If he felt only pressure or nothing at all.. That was a different story..
Whitestep noticed her hesitation, but brushed it off. It was probably just too much to ask for. Whitestep instantly brightened when her question was answered. "Thank you, Daypaw!" Owlkit was about to doze off when she felt the tail of Daypaw brush her side before the warmth left. She watched Daypaw return with the small black seeds. As they sat the seeds down, Owlkit gave a cautious sniff. Whitestep, however, lapped up the seeds calmly. "I think I will be okay in the Nursery. Thank you again, Daypaw," she replied with a smile. "You have no idea how much this means to me." Looking down at her kit, Whitestep gave her a swift lick. "Eat, young one, you need your rest." Owlkit reluctantly lapped up the small seed. "I'll go now, unless you need me for anything," Whitestep purred.
Daypaw dipped their head,¨Its no problem.¨ the enby mewed. It wasnt often that they healed emotional trauma, and they hadnt done it before, but they felt like they did their best. ¨I suggest a full nights rest, and if you ever need to see me again theres a spare nest always open just incase.¨ Daypaw was all to familiar with nightmares. Especially after someones death, they were common. They wouldnt be surprised if the queen came back for more poppy seeds. They stood up, brushing themselves of with their tongue before turning to the other cats in the den,¨I need to get treating to others, mew if you need me.¨

[Role]

Daypaw had already given she shecat poppy seeds and took care of her leg, all Daypaw could do was wait. They sat up,¨All we can do is wait at this point. Ill be across the den helping some other cats, if you need anything give me a mew, got it?¨ They had never dealt with a broken leg before, and wanted to watch it closely.

At hearing a broken leg, Daypaw rushed to the warriors side. They offered a shoulder for her to lean on before guiding her to an empty nest. ¨You will live every last breath you can before I let you go to Starclan.¨ and that was a promise. Letting her rest in the nest she took a look at her leg, giving it a few sniffs and seeing if there were inuries. There were, but right now they needed to know what they were dealing with. ¨This might hurt, so beware.¨ they mewed, pushing on the shecats broken leg roughly with a paw. ¨I want you to tell me if you feel pain,just pressure, or nothing at all.¨ If she felt nothing at all, it could result in the leg being paralyzed, if she felt pain, it was simply a broken bone.

Daypaw hummed, walking across the den with Pinewhisker resting against their shoulder and walking them to an empty nest. It was clean, with fresh new moss and feathers. Once the tom was settled down and such they took a look at his leg, sniffing at it and looking for other injuries, where it was bleeding before, and so on.¨Looks like your leg is broken, and there might be some muscle damage. You may have a limp from now on depending how this leg heals.¨ they mewed. They sat up more, placing a paw on the leg. ¨Tell me if you feel pain,only pressure, or nothing at all in your leg when I press down.¨ After that in a quick motion they pressed down harshly on the leg. Hopefully, Pinewhisker would feel pain. That would mean the muscle mass wasnt to damaged and the leg wasnt paralyzed. If he felt only pressure or nothing at all.. That was a different story..

Daypaw dipped their head,¨Its no problem.¨ the enby mewed. It wasnt often that they healed emotional trauma, and they hadnt done it before, but they felt like they did their best. ¨I suggest a full nights rest, and if you ever need to see me again theres a spare nest always open just incase.¨ Daypaw was all to familiar with nightmares. Especially after someones death, they were common. They wouldnt be surprised if the queen came back for more poppy seeds. They stood up, brushing themselves of with their tongue before turning to the other cats in the den,¨I need to get treating to others, mew if you need me.¨
Whitestep nodded and stood, still shaking slightly. Owlkit lingered a moment and murmured a quiet "Thank you for helping my mother," and slowly turned to leave. Come Owlkit, you'll get tired soon," she called to her kit. "I will, don't worry." The black she-cat turned to leave, and exited the den, her limbs starting to grow tired.

[Mayflower]

At hearing a broken leg, Daypaw rushed to the warriors side. They offered a shoulder for her to lean on before guiding her to an empty nest. ¨You will live every last breath you can before I let you go to Starclan.¨ and that was a promise. Letting her rest in the nest she took a look at her leg, giving it a few sniffs and seeing if there were inuries. There were, but right now they needed to know what they were dealing with. ¨This might hurt, so beware.¨ they mewed, pushing on the shecats broken leg roughly with a paw. ¨I want you to tell me if you feel pain,just pressure, or nothing at all.¨ If she felt nothing at all, it could result in the leg being paralyzed, if she felt pain, it was simply a broken bone.



Rainshadow put her weight against the apprentice and walked to the nest, laying down. Hearing the apprentice's promise and their warning, the elder braced herself. When she felt Daypaw press on her leg, she yowled in pain. "Yep, definitely hurts! Sure as we're in Riverclan it hurts!" She gritted her teeth. "Stupid rock, stupid flood, stupid pain.."

[Seraphon]

Daypaw had already given she shecat poppy seeds and took care of her leg, all Daypaw could do was wait. They sat up,¨All we can do is wait at this point. Ill be across the den helping some other cats, if you need anything give me a mew, got it?¨ They had never dealt with a broken leg before, and wanted to watch it closely.

At hearing a broken leg, Daypaw rushed to the warriors side. They offered a shoulder for her to lean on before guiding her to an empty nest. ¨You will live every last breath you can before I let you go to Starclan.¨ and that was a promise. Letting her rest in the nest she took a look at her leg, giving it a few sniffs and seeing if there were inuries. There were, but right now they needed to know what they were dealing with. ¨This might hurt, so beware.¨ they mewed, pushing on the shecats broken leg roughly with a paw. ¨I want you to tell me if you feel pain,just pressure, or nothing at all.¨ If she felt nothing at all, it could result in the leg being paralyzed, if she felt pain, it was simply a broken bone.

Daypaw hummed, walking across the den with Pinewhisker resting against their shoulder and walking them to an empty nest. It was clean, with fresh new moss and feathers. Once the tom was settled down and such they took a look at his leg, sniffing at it and looking for other injuries, where it was bleeding before, and so on.¨Looks like your leg is broken, and there might be some muscle damage. You may have a limp from now on depending how this leg heals.¨ they mewed. They sat up more, placing a paw on the leg. ¨Tell me if you feel pain,only pressure, or nothing at all in your leg when I press down.¨ After that in a quick motion they pressed down harshly on the leg. Hopefully, Pinewhisker would feel pain. That would mean the muscle mass wasnt to damaged and the leg wasnt paralyzed. If he felt only pressure or nothing at all.. That was a different story..

Daypaw dipped their head,¨Its no problem.¨ the enby mewed. It wasnt often that they healed emotional trauma, and they hadnt done it before, but they felt like they did their best. ¨I suggest a full nights rest, and if you ever need to see me again theres a spare nest always open just incase.¨ Daypaw was all to familiar with nightmares. Especially after someones death, they were common. They wouldnt be surprised if the queen came back for more poppy seeds. They stood up, brushing themselves of with their tongue before turning to the other cats in the den,¨I need to get treating to others, mew if you need me.¨
Lynxpaw nodded and flopped over trying to fall asleep.

Flameleaf

[AbsurdJinx]

Clover

Juniperkit entered the den, prancing confidently. Her gleaming green eyes seemed to give away the curiosity that drove her actions. Recently, she's been introduced to ShadowClan. What an honor! Usually it was apprentice-age when cats are first introduced to the other clans. However, Juniperkit didn't like the ShadowClan cats' scent, and it was even worse that she had to share the nursery with some of them. She was sure she wouldn't be able to smell soon!

She's explored every den so far - excluding the leader and medicine cat den - and she decided now was the perfect time to investigate one of the mysterious dens. Juniperkit chose the medicine den because it was free for visitors unlike Russetstar's den where you had to be invited in. She swore that one day she would receive the opportunity to explore his den. Focusing on current events, Juniperkit found herself looking around in awe. The den was practically flooded with cats, both ShadowClan and RiverClan, she she could easily make out a young feline whom tended to each patient. She watched with fascination as the medicine cat completed her duties so swiftly yet accurately.

Juniperkit hadn't realized she'd come to a complete halt, her jaw having dropped due to the same fascination that danced in her eyes. The mottled kit stood still, her tail dangling behind her. She couldn't help but murmur, ``Wow...``, an abundance of awe laced in her voice. She was easily distracted, though, at the sharp tang of herbs. Her head twisted in every which direction to determine where the scent came from. It was blended with many other new scents, which unbeknownst to her was simply other herbs. However, these new scents intrigued Juniperkit and she began to head in the direction of the scent.

[Tundra]

Mintpaw crouched next to her sister and began grooming Lynxpaw's pelt.

[Clover]

Clover

Juniperkit entered the den, prancing confidently. Her gleaming green eyes seemed to give away the curiosity that drove her actions. Recently, she's been introduced to ShadowClan. What an honor! Usually it was apprentice-age when cats are first introduced to the other clans. However, Juniperkit didn't like the ShadowClan cats' scent, and it was even worse that she had to share the nursery with some of them. She was sure she wouldn't be able to smell soon!

She's explored every den so far - excluding the leader and medicine cat den - and she decided now was the perfect time to investigate one of the mysterious dens. Juniperkit chose the medicine den because it was free for visitors unlike Russetstar's den where you had to be invited in. She swore that one day she would receive the opportunity to explore his den. Focusing on current events, Juniperkit found herself looking around in awe. The den was practically flooded with cats, both ShadowClan and RiverClan, she she could easily make out a young feline whom tended to each patient. She watched with fascination as the medicine cat completed her duties so swiftly yet accurately.

Juniperkit hadn't realized she'd come to a complete halt, her jaw having dropped due to the same fascination that danced in her eyes. The mottled kit stood still, her tail dangling behind her. She couldn't help but murmur, ``Wow...``, an abundance of awe laced in her voice. She was easily distracted, though, at the sharp tang of herbs. Her head twisted in every which direction to determine where the scent came from. It was blended with many other new scents, which unbeknownst to her was simply other herbs. However, these new scents intrigued Juniperkit and she began to head in the direction of the scent.


Geckoleaf had been distracted by ShadowClan coming into camp; she had also been helping to train Daypaw in what seemed like all of her spare time. Herbs were strewn across the floor carelessly as Daypaw learned the names and uses of every one, and put them into practice as they healed. But now, Geckoleaf had to deal with the carnage; Daypaw was too injured, too exhausted to deal with it. But she didn't mind much; it felt like she was getting a chance to become re-intimate with her medicines, and it relaxed her considerably.

Her paws worked quickly, sorting the various roots, barks, leaves, flowers, and seeds; each was piled with others of their own kind, and soon they were sorted into neat piles. She smiled slightly and then began slipping them into the cracks of the stone wall, using them like a crude shelving system. She'd have more work to do later, gathering herbs in the territory and such, but for now they'd have enough to last.

A curious noise hit the molly's ears; the soft paw-steps of a kit, a soft gasping whisper of admiring. It had been a while since someone had shown interest in her, or her practice. Geckoleaf's smile returned, the familiar press of depression seeming to ease somewhat. Her head turned, and she spotted a small mottled she-kit standing towards the front of the den, gaping in seeming awe at the den. Shifting her body so she faced the kitten, she recognized the tiny one; it was Cloversplash and Frostedhawk's kit, though she couldn't remember her name. "Hello, love. What's your name?"

[AbsurdJinx]

Geckoleaf had been distracted by ShadowClan coming into camp; she had also been helping to train Daypaw in what seemed like all of her spare time. Herbs were strewn across the floor carelessly as Daypaw learned the names and uses of every one, and put them into practice as they healed. But now, Geckoleaf had to deal with the carnage; Daypaw was too injured, too exhausted to deal with it. But she didn't mind much; it felt like she was getting a chance to become re-intimate with her medicines, and it relaxed her considerably.

Her paws worked quickly, sorting the various roots, barks, leaves, flowers, and seeds; each was piled with others of their own kind, and soon they were sorted into neat piles. She smiled slightly and then began slipping them into the cracks of the stone wall, using them like a crude shelving system. She'd have more work to do later, gathering herbs in the territory and such, but for now they'd have enough to last.

A curious noise hit the molly's ears; the soft paw-steps of a kit, a soft gasping whisper of admiring. It had been a while since someone had shown interest in her, or her practice. Geckoleaf's smile returned, the familiar press of depression seeming to ease somewhat. Her head turned, and she spotted a small mottled she-kit standing towards the front of the den, gaping in seeming awe at the den. Shifting her body so she faced the kitten, she recognized the tiny one; it was Cloversplash and Frostedhawk's kit, though she couldn't remember her name. "Hello, love. What's your name?"

Juniperkit looked up at the ginger feline who she already knew as Geckoleaf. It wasn't rare to hear about the medicine cat of RiverClan, especially now when so many cats were in need of healing after the storm. The name Geckoleaf - and Daypaw - were passed around so often, how could she not know who they were? Admiration flooded Juniperkit's green eyes. She had to crane her neck in order to actually look at Geckoleaf. ``Hi!`` She chirped in excitement. ``I'm Juniperkit. And I know you! You're Geckoleaf. Everybody talks about you!`` Juniperkit flashed the older feline a grin, her tail sweeping softly behind her.

Currently facing her role model, Juniperkit couldn't help but ramble on about how amazing Geckoleaf was. ``I've seen your work! Sometimes, I see warriors leaving your den with cobwebs on their wounds. Actually, that's probably the only thing I've seen, but I'd like to see more! When you're putting cobwebs on, do you struggle to get them off your paws and onto the other cat? Because they're so sticky! I ran into a cobweb once - the poor spider had to make a new home. I felt so guilty! I tried to help it make its home again, but I couldn't get all the cobweb off, and it just didn't work out.`` Instead of her usual excited smile, Juniperkit now frowned sadly as she remembered destroying the spider's home. She quickly moved on though, her sadly-narrowed eyes widening with joy. ``Ah, I'm just so excited to meet you! I still can't believe it!`` Juniperkit purred loudly as she gazed up at Geckoleaf, hoping she was making a great first impression on her role model.

[Clover]

Juniperkit looked up at the ginger feline who she already knew as Geckoleaf. It wasn't rare to hear about the medicine cat of RiverClan, especially now when so many cats were in need of healing after the storm. The name Geckoleaf - and Daypaw - were passed around so often, how could she not know who they were? Admiration flooded Juniperkit's green eyes. She had to crane her neck in order to actually look at Geckoleaf. ``Hi!`` She chirped in excitement. ``I'm Juniperkit. And I know you! You're Geckoleaf. Everybody talks about you!`` Juniperkit flashed the older feline a grin, her tail sweeping softly behind her.

Currently facing her role model, Juniperkit couldn't help but ramble on about how amazing Geckoleaf was. ``I've seen your work! Sometimes, I see warriors leaving your den with cobwebs on their wounds. Actually, that's probably the only thing I've seen, but I'd like to see more! When you're putting cobwebs on, do you struggle to get them off your paws and onto the other cat? Because they're so sticky! I ran into a cobweb once - the poor spider had to make a new home. I felt so guilty! I tried to help it make its home again, but I couldn't get all the cobweb off, and it just didn't work out.`` Instead of her usual excited smile, Juniperkit now frowned sadly as she remembered destroying the spider's home. She quickly moved on though, her sadly-narrowed eyes widening with joy. ``Ah, I'm just so excited to meet you! I still can't believe it!`` Juniperkit purred loudly as she gazed up at Geckoleaf, hoping she was making a great first impression on her role model.


Her smile only widened at the small story of the spider, how Juniperkit had bumbled into it and ruined the spider's home. Thing is, Geckoleaf had the opposite outlook; spiders deserved to have their webs taken down, for how creepy and crawly they were, at least to her. Despite her love for nature and plants, she was timid and squeamish around large insects with more than four legs. Especially because she was so timid; they spooked her, and she never wanted to kill them, even if she hated them.

"Don't worry; I always leave food out for them. And, yes, their webs are very very sticky; I have to keep it off my paws best I can, and even then I have to wash off my fur. It's usually easy to get it onto the other cat; it'll stick to their fur and wounds instead of my toes," she replied, gently, smiling at Juniperkit with fondness. She was starting to enjoy this kit's company; happy, excited, and willing to learn. She was certainly, certainly promising.

[AbsurdJinx]

Her smile only widened at the small story of the spider, how Juniperkit had bumbled into it and ruined the spider's home. Thing is, Geckoleaf had the opposite outlook; spiders deserved to have their webs taken down, for how creepy and crawly they were, at least to her. Despite her love for nature and plants, she was timid and squeamish around large insects with more than four legs. Especially because she was so timid; they spooked her, and she never wanted to kill them, even if she hated them.

"Don't worry; I always leave food out for them. And, yes, their webs are very very sticky; I have to keep it off my paws best I can, and even then I have to wash off my fur. It's usually easy to get it onto the other cat; it'll stick to their fur and wounds instead of my toes," she replied, gently, smiling at Juniperkit with fondness. She was starting to enjoy this kit's company; happy, excited, and willing to learn. She was certainly, certainly promising.

Unlike Geckoleaf's timid personality, Juniperkit was a loud and outgoing character. She practically flaunted her confidence which was probably too much, actually, as a great amount. She strode around with her nose in the air and her tail held high, as if she were better than everyone else. However, she didn't believe she was better than everyone, but she liked everyone to know not to mess with her - or else she'll call her father! No, not actually. She was more bark than bite, but her bark always stung. Juniperkit owned a rather sharp tongue that wasn't afraid of anyone, but she only used it when someone was getting on her nerves.

Juniperkit was distracted from the spider story when Geckoleaf explained how she was capable of getting the sticky cobwebs off her paws. The mottled offered a small jump of excitement, before exclaiming, ``Next time I find a cobweb, I'm going to pretend I'm you, and my mother will be my patient. I'll heal her, because she'd of just gotten in a fight with a badger, and it left a nasty scratch on her!`` Juniperkit's eyes narrowed and she frowned as she spoke, as if her mother had really been attacked by a badger and she was very determined to heal her.

[Mango]

Clover (Sorry if I wasn't suppose to mention you)
The normally slender, white cat was puffed up and limping in,Cloudsky heaved herself down on a mossy healing bed and winced, due to a bee sting behind her, she sighed," Geckoleaf, I was stung by tons of bees and I bloated up like this, is there anything you can do about this or will I just die, and if I am going to die, can you atleast make it more comfortable and remove the stingers, I have one in the center of my left front paw, tons on my right side, one on my chin, and two on my bottom, along with a few on my stomach and tail." She meowed.
Clover a little Bump.

[Clover]

Clover (Sorry if I wasn't suppose to mention you)
The normally slender, white cat was puffed up and limping in,Cloudsky heaved herself down on a mossy healing bed and winced, due to a bee sting behind her, she sighed," Geckoleaf, I was stung by tons of bees and I bloated up like this, is there anything you can do about this or will I just die, and if I am going to die, can you atleast make it more comfortable and remove the stingers, I have one in the center of my left front paw, tons on my right side, one on my chin, and two on my bottom, along with a few on my stomach and tail." She meowed.

Geckoleaf's ears perked, and she trotted briskly over to the cat, who had practically collapsed into a nest. Listening to the complaints of the warrior, she nearly let out a snort of amusement; the cat, adorable and innocent as she was, would not die from bee stingers, unless she was allergic. She surveyed her quickly and saw that the stingers, most of them, had already rubbed off, either into the moss or just fallen out while Cloudsky moved. "Don't worry, you'll be alright; terrible as they may feel, it's a venom in the stinger that causes a bit of nerve pain, and swelling." Turning away from the fluffy white warrior, she pulled down a mix of blackberry leaves, dandelion stems, and marigold, with poppy seeds for pain. Chewing the plants into a thick pulp, she applied it liberally to the wounds, the poultice sticky, leaving residue on her tongue. She pushed the two poppy seeds towards the warrior's nose. "Eat those, and sleep. I'll check on you later."

[Mango]

Geckoleaf's ears perked, and she trotted briskly over to the cat, who had practically collapsed into a nest. Listening to the complaints of the warrior, she nearly let out a snort of amusement; the cat, adorable and innocent as she was, would not die from bee stingers, unless she was allergic. She surveyed her quickly and saw that the stingers, most of them, had already rubbed off, either into the moss or just fallen out while Cloudsky moved. "Don't worry, you'll be alright; terrible as they may feel, it's a venom in the stinger that causes a bit of nerve pain, and swelling." Turning away from the fluffy white warrior, she pulled down a mix of blackberry leaves, dandelion stems, and marigold, with poppy seeds for pain. Chewing the plants into a thick pulp, she applied it liberally to the wounds, the poultice sticky, leaving residue on her tongue. She pushed the two poppy seeds towards the warrior's nose. "Eat those, and sleep. I'll check on you later."
Cloudysky nodded,"Thank You. It means alot knowing I won't die." She meowed lapping up the poppy seeds drifting off to sleep.

[wolfie]

woly

Ashenstorm limped in, "Daypaw?" He asked. Trying to move out of the way of all the cats, the ashen-colored warrior lean against a wall. " Nightraven wanted me to get my paws check." He said. Narrowing his eyes down at his paws, leaning down and lapping at them. A cat had dug it's claws in his front-paws, hopefully she wouldn't notice or ask. Ashen gaze around the den, not good in closed spaces.

[Captain]

Daypaw hummed, walking across the den with Pinewhisker resting against their shoulder and walking them to an empty nest. It was clean, with fresh new moss and feathers. Once the tom was settled down and such they took a look at his leg, sniffing at it and looking for other injuries, where it was bleeding before, and so on.¨Looks like your leg is broken, and there might be some muscle damage. You may have a limp from now on depending how this leg heals.¨ they mewed. They sat up more, placing a paw on the leg. ¨Tell me if you feel pain,only pressure, or nothing at all in your leg when I press down.¨ After that in a quick motion they pressed down harshly on the leg. Hopefully, Pinewhisker would feel pain. That would mean the muscle mass wasnt to damaged and the leg wasnt paralyzed. If he felt only pressure or nothing at all.. That was a different story..

Pinewhisker was grateful for the medicine cat’s assistance when helping to him to a comfortable nest, where he comfortably rested where he was in a position that didn’t put any crucial weight on his badly injured leg. He nodded a polite thanks to Daypaw, making sure that their help was appreciated throughout this whole procedure. The young warrior made sure not to ask too many questions or move when they sniffed and checked over his back leg, patiently awaiting their response on the matter. At hearing the mention of his leg being broken, Pinewhisker nodded, deciding not to say anything and just do as they instructed, watching as Daypaw rested a paw on his mangled leg and his ears twitched at their words, nodding once more and without warning, the cat pressed down on his leg quite roughly and a shot of pain coursed through his body. He uttered a small yowl of pain, trying to not overreact and disturb any of the other cats around them. “Yes.. I feel pain..” Pinewhisker murmured, his tone strained as his leg stung from the pressure, “That’s a good thing, right?” The brown-furred male asked them, doing his best not to move out of pure instinct at this moment.

[graves]

woly

Ashenstorm limped in, "Daypaw?" He asked. Trying to move out of the way of all the cats, the ashen-colored warrior lean against a wall. " Nightraven wanted me to get my paws check." He said. Narrowing his eyes down at his paws, leaning down and lapping at them. A cat had dug it's claws in his front-paws, hopefully she wouldn't notice or ask. Ashen gaze around the den, not good in closed spaces.
Daypaws ears perked at the call of their name, gazing over to the warrior who was leaning against the den wall. Immediately rushing over they were at his side, having him lean against their shoulder. They took a glance at his paws while settling them into a den. Once settled, the medcat bent down to give his paws a sniff, eyes gazing over the injury,¨What caused the injury exactly?¨
Pinewhisker was grateful for the medicine cat’s assistance when helping to him to a comfortable nest, where he comfortably rested where he was in a position that didn’t put any crucial weight on his badly injured leg. He nodded a polite thanks to Daypaw, making sure that their help was appreciated throughout this whole procedure. The young warrior made sure not to ask too many questions or move when they sniffed and checked over his back leg, patiently awaiting their response on the matter. At hearing the mention of his leg being broken, Pinewhisker nodded, deciding not to say anything and just do as they instructed, watching as Daypaw rested a paw on his mangled leg and his ears twitched at their words, nodding once more and without warning, the cat pressed down on his leg quite roughly and a shot of pain coursed through his body. He uttered a small yowl of pain, trying to not overreact and disturb any of the other cats around them. “Yes.. I feel pain..” Pinewhisker murmured, his tone strained as his leg stung from the pressure, “That’s a good thing, right?” The brown-furred male asked them, doing his best not to move out of pure instinct at this moment.

They nodded immediately,¨Yes,very good. It means your leg isnt paralyzed and the nerves arent as damaged as it looks.¨ they mewed, eyes glazing over the toms leg. ¨It seems to be broken, but not majorly like it looks. Your cuts need to be cleaned and soothed with herbs, and your leg wrapped up with cobwebs after that to keep it all in place. Youll be in here for awhile while it heals.¨ they explained. Walking over the the herb wall, it was neatly organized, herbs shoved in the cracks of the rocks and dirt and some even growing from the ceiling of the den or freshness. ¨Give your leg a good cleaning while I find the herbs to heal you.¨

[wolfie]

[QUOTE=woly;369820]Daypaws ears perked at the call of their name, gazing over to the warrior who was leaning against the den wall. Immediately rushing over they were at his side, having him lean against their shoulder. They took a glance at his paws while settling them into a den. Once settled, the medcat bent down to give his paws a sniff, eyes gazing over the injury,¨What caused the injury exactly?¨

At the quick movement he flinch, relaxing seeing it was just Daypaw. Leaning against her shoulder, I have to tell her something, I don't want to tell on Nightraven. " I was walking around and slipped, a warrior find me but dug it's claws in my so they could bring me up, " Ashen said, not going in too much detail. It wasn't anything to fuss about, just it was really starting to hurt when he walked. "It's nothing major, just kind of burns. I didn't want it to get worst or what not so I came here, " He added.

[Clover]

Cloudysky nodded,"Thank You. It means alot knowing I won't die." She meowed lapping up the poppy seeds drifting off to sleep.

Geckoleaf observed the fluffy white molly for a second; she drifted off to sleep shockingly quickly, most likely from the extensive injuries causing her fatigue, and the effect of the poppy seeds. She smiled momentarily but turned quickly back to her work.

[Mango]

Geckoleaf observed the fluffy white molly for a second; she drifted off to sleep shockingly quickly, most likely from the extensive injuries causing her fatigue, and the effect of the poppy seeds. She smiled momentarily but turned quickly back to her work.
Cloudysky yawned in her sleep snoring softly and quitely.

[graves]

[QUOTE=woly;369820]Daypaws ears perked at the call of their name, gazing over to the warrior who was leaning against the den wall. Immediately rushing over they were at his side, having him lean against their shoulder. They took a glance at his paws while settling them into a den. Once settled, the medcat bent down to give his paws a sniff, eyes gazing over the injury,¨What caused the injury exactly?¨

At the quick movement he flinch, relaxing seeing it was just Daypaw. Leaning against her shoulder, I have to tell her something, I don't want to tell on Nightraven. " I was walking around and slipped, a warrior find me but dug it's claws in my so they could bring me up, " Ashen said, not going in too much detail. It wasn't anything to fuss about, just it was really starting to hurt when he walked. "It's nothing major, just kind of burns. I didn't want it to get worst or what not so I came here, " He added.
[Daypaw goes by they/them, not she/her! <3]

Daypaw let them lean against their shoulder,eyes narrowing. They could always tell when cats were lying. It was a sixth sense Daypaw liked to call it. Maybe it was because they had become an expert in behavior of others, or maybe it was just a quirk. ¨Something bothering you,¨ they looked downwards towards his paws,¨besides your paws.¨ their tone was blunt and to the point, padding with the warrior against their shoulder and settling them into a nest. They wouldnt bug Ashen if he didnt want to be questioned, Daypaw was simply stating that they knew something was up, it was a medcat thing, its hard to hide stuff at this point. Padding over to the den wall, their eyes scanned the multicolored plants for anything useful.

[wolfie]

[QUOTE=SpiralWhirl;369988]
[Daypaw goes by they/them, not she/her! <3]

Daypaw let them lean against their shoulder,eyes narrowing. They could always tell when cats were lying. It was a sixth sense Daypaw liked to call it. Maybe it was because they had become an expert in behavior of others, or maybe it was just a quirk. ¨Something bothering you,¨ they looked downwards towards his paws,¨besides your paws.¨ their tone was blunt and to the point, padding with the warrior against their shoulder and settling them into a nest. They wouldnt bug Ashen if he didnt want to be questioned, Daypaw was simply stating that they knew something was up, it was a medcat thing, its hard to hide stuff at this point. Padding over to the den wall, their eyes scanned the multicolored plants for anything useful.

(Ah, sorry!)

Ashen shrugged, " No I am fine, thanks. " He said. The tom sat down in the nest, gazing awkwardly in the some what silence. Watching her pick which herb, bit interested but didn't seem that much. Ashen sighed, thinking back to his friend. He didn't think too much, actually was more focusing on the pain.

(Sorry short, kind of going through writer block. )

[Dust]

woly

Poking his head into the den, Acornfall glanced around, his eyes adjusting to the soft darkness of the medicine den. It smelled similar to shadowclan's, and the scent of Daypaw was strong, as well as Geckoleaf, but the den looked nothing like Shadowclan's. Sighing in relief, Acornfall wobbled his way in, calling out for the young medicine cat,

"Daypaw?"

[graves]

woly

Poking his head into the den, Acornfall glanced around, his eyes adjusting to the soft darkness of the medicine den. It smelled similar to shadowclan's, and the scent of Daypaw was strong, as well as Geckoleaf, but the den looked nothing like Shadowclan's. Sighing in relief, Acornfall wobbled his way in, calling out for the young medicine cat,

"Daypaw?"
Daypaw at the moment wasnt in a very good mood, but it wasnt like they were ever in one. They hadnt left their den for what seems like days. Mainly focusing in herb work, organizing, checking in with cats in the den and doing check ups. They couldnt remember the last time they had really eaten or slept, but that was besides the point. They stared blankly at the herb wall. Made of cobble stone with herbs shoved in every crack, some herbs even growing from the moisture of the rocks. It was different that how Daypaw would like their den, but they wouldnt rearrange Geckoleafs work. Hearing their name called their ears twitched, signalling that they had heard. They didnt answer for a moment. It seemed to be a pattern, their named called, they tell Daypaw whats wrong, theyre patched up and all goes right with the world. A cycle going on forever. After a moment Daypaw turned, padding towards Acornfall, a tom they had treated before. They were fond of the tom, his presence relaxing.¨Yes, are you here for a check up?¨

[Dust]

woly
Offering a relieved smile, the temporary elder relaxed his body and quietly sat in his position, his body slowly drifting side to side.
"I came to make sure you were ok, you mouse-brain. I had been so caught up in the-" He trailed off for a moment, his gaze seeming to space out. "-flood, that I hadn't got the chance to come see if you made it out alright."
Acornfall rested his tail on the older apprentices shoulder for a moment, a concerned expression evident on his features. It quickly dissolved as he continued on, "And considering you're standing here, my guess is that you're still alive or I'm talking to a ghost, but yeah, I'm here to get a check-up." He teased gently and took a paw to his whiskers. They had been growing in quite nicely! In no time Acornfall could resume his warrior duties, although it had been so long, he felt like he'd have to train again or at least practice.

[graves]

woly
Offering a relieved smile, the temporary elder relaxed his body and quietly sat in his position, his body slowly drifting side to side.
"I came to make sure you were ok, you mouse-brain. I had been so caught up in the-" He trailed off for a moment, his gaze seeming to space out. "-flood, that I hadn't got the chance to come see if you made it out alright."
Acornfall rested his tail on the older apprentices shoulder for a moment, a concerned expression evident on his features. It quickly dissolved as he continued on, "And considering you're standing here, my guess is that you're still alive or I'm talking to a ghost, but yeah, I'm here to get a check-up." He teased gently and took a paw to his whiskers. They had been growing in quite nicely! In no time Acornfall could resume his warrior duties, although it had been so long, he felt like he'd have to train again or at least practice.
Daypaw rolled their eyes at the toms joke, sitting in front of him to inspect his whiskers. When mentioning the flood the apprentice stayed quiet for a moment, eyes going into slits. Even if it had been maybe a moon or so since the flood, but it was still very new to them. They had barely made it out alive, a noticeable scar above their right ear that went to the side of their face. It was noticeable, but fully healed by this point. They had lost everything. Their parents, the closest friend they had, everything. They were tired, but couldnt sleep. Not after that. They gave a small yawn, eyes lidded as they examined his whiskers. ¨Yeah, I made it out alive. Did you get injured at all during the flood?¨

AbsurdJinx

Daypaw had been hesitent hearing a new medicien cat had been taken on by Geckoleaf. Not only was Gecko helping Daypaw with their training while they were staying here, but now another? Daypaw wasnt the jealous type but when it came to Gecko...it was different. SHe was like..their mother. Was their mother. They needed to remind themselves that. They didnt know how to handle a new apprentice after Cricketpaws passing. That was suppose to be Crickets nest, not Junipers. They were smart enough not to resent the apprentice before meeting them. They were much older then Juniper, but that didnt mean they couldnt atleast interact to get to know eachother. They were currently organizing herbs into the slivers of rock on one wall of the den, ears twitching for any sounds of cats coming in an out.

[AbsurdJinx]

@AbsurdJinx (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=192)

Daypaw had been hesitent hearing a new medicien cat had been taken on by Geckoleaf. Not only was Gecko helping Daypaw with their training while they were staying here, but now another? Daypaw wasnt the jealous type but when it came to Gecko...it was different. SHe was like..their mother. Was their mother. They needed to remind themselves that. They didnt know how to handle a new apprentice after Cricketpaws passing. That was suppose to be Crickets nest, not Junipers. They were smart enough not to resent the apprentice before meeting them. They were much older then Juniper, but that didnt mean they couldnt atleast interact to get to know eachother. They were currently organizing herbs into the slivers of rock on one wall of the den, ears twitching for any sounds of cats coming in an out.

Juniperpaw slipped into the den after having helped herself to a filling meal. The moment she entered, she found her gaze was immediately drawn to the feline at one wall of the den. She knew this cat as ShadowClan's medicine cat, Daypaw. Forcing a bright and rather convincing grin, Juniperpaw chirped, ``Hello! Daypaw, right? I'm Juniperpaw!`` She padded over the them, rocking back on her haunches.


Unfortunately, Juniperpaw had a lot on her shoulders. The beginning of her apprenticeship was a huge disappointment. Russetstar couldn't look at her without crying, and Geckoleaf wasn't even excited about Juniperpaw's apprenticeship. Not many cats respected her, so soon after Cricketpaw's death. She wasn't interested in replacing the former medicine cat apprentice, but others seemed to look at it that way - including Russetstar and Geckoleaf. Juniperpaw was trying to not show her sadness, but it was getting really challenging - next time somebody ridiculed her, she was going to scream! Nobody was very happy to see her. She could only hope Daypaw was willing to see Juniperpaw as Juniperpaw, and not Cricketpaw's replacement.

[graves]

Juniperpaw slipped into the den after having helped herself to a filling meal. The moment she entered, she found her gaze was immediately drawn to the feline at one wall of the den. She knew this cat as ShadowClan's medicine cat, Daypaw. Forcing a bright and rather convincing grin, Juniperpaw chirped, ``Hello! Daypaw, right? I'm Juniperpaw!`` She padded over the them, rocking back on her haunches.


Unfortunately, Juniperpaw had a lot on her shoulders. The beginning of her apprenticeship was a huge disappointment. Russetstar couldn't look at her without crying, and Geckoleaf wasn't even excited about Juniperpaw's apprenticeship. Not many cats respected her, so soon after Cricketpaw's death. She wasn't interested in replacing the former medicine cat apprentice, but others seemed to look at it that way - including Russetstar and Geckoleaf. Juniperpaw was trying to not show her sadness, but it was getting really challenging - next time somebody ridiculed her, she was going to scream! Nobody was very happy to see her. She could only hope Daypaw was willing to see Juniperpaw as Juniperpaw, and not Cricketpaw's replacement.
Daypaws ears twitched hearing their name being called. When they looked over, they saw Juniperpaw. Ironically despite their age Daypaw was around the same size as them, not getting the largest share when it came to genetics, yet they were probably twice Junipers age. Daypaw turned their gaze back to the herb wall. They were always standoffish when it came to new cats, it took awhile and maybe some pestering for Daypaw to make out full sentences, and with Junipers high energy they were sure it wouldnt be a problem. ¨Youre correct, and youre Juniperpaw Ive heard.¨ they mewed slowly, not bothering to look at the other apprentice. They werent giving them the cold shoulder, it just how Daypaw was with most cats. They werent like Juniperpaw, they didnt have a set mentor and often did regular full apprenticed medcat duties despite not having their full name, growing up fast. But Juniperpaw seemed energetic, Daypaw could tell just by a few words and her tone that she was excited to be here. Daypaw on the other hand was the opposite, hopefully things wouldnt clash while Daypaw was staying with Riverclan.

[AbsurdJinx]

Daypaws ears twitched hearing their name being called. When they looked over, they saw Juniperpaw. Ironically despite their age Daypaw was around the same size as them, not getting the largest share when it came to genetics, yet they were probably twice Junipers age. Daypaw turned their gaze back to the herb wall. They were always standoffish when it came to new cats, it took awhile and maybe some pestering for Daypaw to make out full sentences, and with Junipers high energy they were sure it wouldnt be a problem. ¨Youre correct, and youre Juniperpaw Ive heard.¨ they mewed slowly, not bothering to look at the other apprentice. They werent giving them the cold shoulder, it just how Daypaw was with most cats. They werent like Juniperpaw, they didnt have a set mentor and often did regular full apprenticed medcat duties despite not having their full name, growing up fast. But Juniperpaw seemed energetic, Daypaw could tell just by a few words and her tone that she was excited to be here. Daypaw on the other hand was the opposite, hopefully things wouldnt clash while Daypaw was staying with Riverclan.

Juniperpaw was quick to take note of Daypaw's almost bored tone, as if they didn't want to be there. Of course they don't! They belong to ShadowClan, not RiverClan! She realized the medicine cat most likely didn't feel comfortable in the RiverClan camp and territory. She did not mistake Daypaw's rather cold response as resentment for `replacing` the former medicine cat apprentice, coming to the conclusion that the ShadowClan medicine cat was merely upset at the loss of their home or maybe Daypaw was just a really tough character. Grinning, Juniperpaw took Daypaw's response as an invitation to continue the conversation. ``Yes! That's me! Hey, could I ask you something? Something other than that? And that? And - well, you get the point. How, uh, how does Geckoleaf treat you?`` Juniperpaw glanced at her paws which shuffled quietly against the earth below her. She wasn't trying to offend Daypaw, but rather trying to learn if Geckoleaf's neglect was just towards her and not other felines.

[graves]

Juniperpaw was quick to take note of Daypaw's almost bored tone, as if they didn't want to be there. Of course they don't! They belong to ShadowClan, not RiverClan! She realized the medicine cat most likely didn't feel comfortable in the RiverClan camp and territory. She did not mistake Daypaw's rather cold response as resentment for `replacing` the former medicine cat apprentice, coming to the conclusion that the ShadowClan medicine cat was merely upset at the loss of their home or maybe Daypaw was just a really tough character. Grinning, Juniperpaw took Daypaw's response as an invitation to continue the conversation. ``Yes! That's me! Hey, could I ask you something? Something other than that? And that? And - well, you get the point. How, uh, how does Geckoleaf treat you?`` Juniperpaw glanced at her paws which shuffled quietly against the earth below her. She wasn't trying to offend Daypaw, but rather trying to learn if Geckoleaf's neglect was just towards her and not other felines.

At hearing the question they stopped what they were doing, bringing a slitted gaze down to the molly. Daypaw was rather protective of Geckoleaf, they had grown close after Cricketpaws death. She both meant so much to them, they had both lost so much and the pair had grown closer instantly.¨I consider her the mother I never had. She treats me like the kit she never got the chance to have.¨ Because of Daypaws lack of parental figures it seemed right for Daypaw to call Geckoleaf mother. It fit just right. But they were curious to why Juniperpaw was asking, had Geckoleaf been acting weird? While Daypaw loved geckoleaf to pieces, they wouldnt let their mother lack on their mentor duties just because of personal conflict. A sudden wave of protectiveness flushed over the apprentice, they were much older then Juniper, knew much more, and couldnt help feel some what like a guide, too. ¨Whyre you asking?¨

[Dust]

Daypaw rolled their eyes at the toms joke, sitting in front of him to inspect his whiskers. When mentioning the flood the apprentice stayed quiet for a moment, eyes going into slits. Even if it had been maybe a moon or so since the flood, but it was still very new to them. They had barely made it out alive, a noticeable scar above their right ear that went to the side of their face. It was noticeable, but fully healed by this point. They had lost everything. Their parents, the closest friend they had, everything. They were tired, but couldnt sleep. Not after that. They gave a small yawn, eyes lidded as they examined his whiskers. ¨Yeah, I made it out alive. Did you get injured at all during the flood?¨


"I'm glad to see that." Meowed Acornfall, his tone genuine and flooded with relief. In fact, had they not been standing here and confirming they were alive, Acornfall would have guessed that Daypaw was dead. They looked horrible to put it frankly; A pile of tired bones more or less. It worried Acornfall to see his friend in such a state. Maybe he'd start bringing Daypaw a small meal each day when he was able to resume his warrior duties.

"Just some small cuts from a few branches, nothing big. It's healed by now." It had healed quite nicely, and with Acorn's thick fur it was hard to even tell he had been injured. "The whiskers are coming in quickly as well." He commented, a small rumble deep in his chest. That had to be the most exciting thing for him.

[graves]

"I'm glad to see that." Meowed Acornfall, his tone genuine and flooded with relief. In fact, had they not been standing here and confirming they were alive, Acornfall would have guessed that Daypaw was dead. They looked horrible to put it frankly; A pile of tired bones more or less. It worried Acornfall to see his friend in such a state. Maybe he'd start bringing Daypaw a small meal each day when he was able to resume his warrior duties.

"Just some small cuts from a few branches, nothing big. It's healed by now." It had healed quite nicely, and with Acorn's thick fur it was hard to even tell he had been injured. "The whisker's are coming in quickly as well." He commented, a small rumble deep in his chest. That had to be the most exciting thing for him.
¨Thats good, no scarring I hope?¨ Daypaw couldnt even tell the cuts were there from how thick Acornfalls fur was. During the flood Daypaw had stressed about all of their patients, and was frankly glad to see Acornfall alive and well. The thought of any of their patients dying scarred them. Leaning forward they sniffed his whiskers before rasping their tongue across his cheek. They had to stand up to do so, seeing how small Daypaw was,and running their face along Acorns for a moment before pulling away. ¨Im glad you made it out alive, you arent dead,right?¨ they mewed. They never really softened up like this, much less around other cats, so this was a big step for Daypaw. Despite their grumpy exterior, they had rare affectionate moments like this.

[Dust]

¨Thats good, no scarring I hope?¨ Daypaw couldnt even tell the cuts were there from how thick Acornfalls fur was. During the flood Daypaw had stressed about all of their patients, and was frankly glad to see Acornfall alive and well. The thought of any of their patients dying scarred them. Leaning forward they sniffed his whiskers before rasping their tongue across his cheek. They had to stand up to do so, seeing how small Daypaw was,and running their face along Acorns for a moment before pulling away. ¨Im glad you made it out alive, you arent dead,right?¨ they mewed. They never really softened up like this, much less around other cats, so this was a big step for Daypaw. Despite their grumpy exterior, they had rare affectionate moments like this.

"No, no scarring from what I can tell..." Acornfall seemed almost taken aback by the sudden burst of affection from the medicine cat. It was so out of character for Daypaw, with how they acted, Acorn stared blankly at the other for a few moments almost expecting them to give him a good scolding or a gentle lashing, but only met with a joke. Immediately, the elder burst out into a giggle fit, returning Daypaw's affectionate gesture by giving the medicine cat a quick lick between the ears.

"You can't steal my joke like that!" He protested in between each giggle. His heart was swelling, knowing that his friend truly cared for him. Never had he seen such a display from Day, but his expectation of them hadn't changed at all. "Are you sure you're ok? Do you feel hot? Achy?" Acorn teased playfully.

[graves]

"No, no scarring from what I can tell..." Acornfall seemed almost taken aback by the sudden burst of affection from the medicine cat. It was so out of character for Daypaw, with how they acted, Acorn stared blankly at the other for a few moments almost expecting them to give him a good scolding or a gentle lashing, but only met with a joke. Immediately, the elder burst out in giggle fit, returning Daypaw's affectionate gesture by giving the medicine cat a quick lick between the ears.

"You can't steal my joke like that!" He protested in between each giggle. His heart was swelling, knowing that his friend truly cared for him. Never had he seen such a display from Day, but his expectation of them hadn't changed at all. "Are you sure you're ok? Do you feel hot? Achy?" Acorn teased playfully.
For once, Daypaw actually smiled. Not a fake smile that they put on to reassure cats, not one they put on out of politeness, but a genuine smile. It had been so long it felt weird to be happy. Ever since the flood things had been looking down. And it sure seemed Daypaw wasnt really taking care of themself. They gave a small purr, a low rumble that you almost wouldnt hear, but it was there. They rolled their eyes once more,¨Funny joke, but I dont think youre the medcat here.¨ they mewed. They eyes Acorns face for another few moments. It seemed like his whiskers were growing back nicely. ¨Your whiskers are growing back according to plan,¨ they mewed, in focus,¨we could start doing some exercises to test your mobility.¨

[Dust]

For once, Daypaw actually smiled. Not a fake smile that they put on to reassure cats, not one they put on out of politeness, but a genuine smile. It had been so long it felt weird to be happy. Ever since the flood things had been looking down. And it sure seemed Daypaw wasnt really taking care of themself. They gave a small purr, a low rumble that you almost wouldnt hear, but it was there. They rolled their eyes once more,¨Funny joke, but I dont think youre the medcat here.¨ they mewed. They eyes Acorns face for another few moments. It seemed like his whiskers were growing back nicely. ¨Your whiskers are growing back according to plan,¨ they mewed, in focus,¨we could start doing some exercises to test your mobility.¨

A gentle purr rumbled deep in his chest, his tail brushing the loose earth beneath him back and forth. Their time together had been nice. It was silly how choked up he was after the flood, and really Acornfall had been afraid to visit in fear that his friend hadn't made it out of the flood. Seeing the other so genuinely happy, especially after how done with life Day had looked when the elder first entered, caused the tom to grin, his expression lighting up as he listened quietly.

"I certainly hope they're growing back, I'm ready to get back out there and do stuff. My paws are tingling with excitement!" In one fluid motion, the elder was on all four paws, wobbling back and forth rapidly to catch his balance. Upon managing to stabilize himself, Acornfall puffed out his chest and shot Daypaw a confident look. "Who says I need exercises?" He chuckled, then nodded slowly. "I'm ready to start as soon as I can. I can't bear to hear another one of the same stories all the elders tell the kits."

[Captain]

They nodded immediately,¨Yes,very good. It means your leg isnt paralyzed and the nerves arent as damaged as it looks.¨ they mewed, eyes glazing over the toms leg. ¨It seems to be broken, but not majorly like it looks. Your cuts need to be cleaned and soothed with herbs, and your leg wrapped up with cobwebs after that to keep it all in place. Youll be in here for awhile while it heals.¨ they explained. Walking over the the herb wall, it was neatly organized, herbs shoved in the cracks of the rocks and dirt and some even growing from the ceiling of the den or freshness. ¨Give your leg a good cleaning while I find the herbs to heal you.¨

Pinewhisker nodded to the medicine cat’s words and instructions, relieved to hear that it was just a simple broken leg and nothing permanently damaged. He glanced at his injuries, his light green-hued eyes skimming over the cuts as they told him about his healing process and how he would be resting here while it heals. “Thank you, Daypaw.” Pinewhisker said, watching as they padded off to fetch the herbs needed for this procedure, bending his head down to his leg and stroking his tongue over the cuts and scrapes that littered the outer flesh. The salty taste of dried blood and dirt hit his tongue and made the young male cringe, but that did not keep him from thoroughly cleaning the wound. Pausing in the middle of this, he looked to his healer once more, “Would my friends be able to visit me in here while I heal or would that be unacceptable since there are so many patients crowding the den already?” The male decided to ask, thinking about Needlescar and Sproutwhisker, wondering if they were worried about him and wished to come see him soon.

[graves]

A gentle purr rumbled deep in his chest, his tail brushing the loose earth beneath him back and forth. Their time together had been nice. It was silly how choked up he was after the flood, and really Acornfall had been afraid to visit in fear that his friend hadn't made it out of the flood. Seeing the other so genuinely happy, especially after how done with life Day had looked when the elder first entered, caused the tom to grin, his expression lighting up as he listened quietly.

"I certainly hope they're growing back, I'm ready to get back out there and do stuff. My paws are tingling with excitement!" In one fluid motion, the elder was on all four paws, wobbling back and forth rapidly to catch his balance. Upon managing to stabilize himself, Acornfall puffed out his chest and shot Daypaw a confident look. "Who says I need exercises?" He chuckled, then nodded slowly. "I'm ready to start as soon as I can. I can't bear to hear another one of the same stories all the elders tell the kits."
Daypaw could only snort, pulling away from the toms face. ¨You can start as soon as you want, and with leafbare coming up its best to do it as soon as possible.¨ their tone was somewhat serious. Daypaw didnt know when they were going back home, but they knew when they did it would take every cat in Shadowclan to repair what had been lost in the flood. They would probably be returning in leaf bare, when the water was frozen, or possibly new leaf. Both were bad, but there was nothing they could do but heal their clan to the point that theyre strong enough to face whats waiting for them back home. ¨Well start with running exercises, walking ones too to test your balance and sense of direction,¨ they mewed, thinking their plan over again. They wondered if they were doing this right, if Kestrelberry would have done the same,¨since Ive had warrior training Ill be teaching you myself, testing your reflex skills along with other things to make sure youre prepared.¨ Daypaw hadnt always been a medcat, they werent born into the role, infact they were one moon away from getting their warrior name. They knew enough to teach another cat, and didnt trust anybody else to help them with their patients treatment anyway. They cared for Acornfall, and didnt trust anyone else to.

Pinewhisker nodded to the medicine cat’s words and instructions, relieved to hear that it was just a simple broken leg and nothing permanently damaged. He glanced at his injuries, his light green-hued eyes skimming over the cuts as they told him about his healing process and how he would be resting here while it heals. “Thank you, Daypaw.” Pinewhisker said, watching as they padded off to fetch the herbs needed for this procedure, bending his head down to his leg and stroking his tongue over the cuts and scrapes that littered the outer flesh. The salty taste of dried blood and dirt hit his tongue and made the young male cringe, but that did not keep him from thoroughly cleaning the wound. Pausing in the middle of this, he looked to his healer once more, “Would my friends be able to visit me in here while I heal or would that be unacceptable since there are so many patients crowding the den already?” The male decided to ask, thinking about Needlescar and Sproutwhisker, wondering if they were worried about him and wished to come see him soon.

Their ears twitched hearing the question,¨I dont mind it aslong as your friends arent disturbing other cats with noise and such, you can have visitors.¨ Daypaw mewed. They knew personally what it was like being cooped up in the medcat den with no body but the comfort of herbs in the den. It got lonely fast, errie even. Daypaw didnt mind visitors aslong they stayed out of their way, they would have no problem. Going over the herbs Geckoleaf had told them, they picked out Goldenrod and dock. It would both clean the wounds on his eg and sooth the pain. Walking over they sat down infront of Pinewhisker, starting to chew the herbs to prepare the treatment.

[AbsurdJinx]

At hearing the question they stopped what they were doing, bringing a slitted gaze down to the molly. Daypaw was rather protective of Geckoleaf, they had grown close after Cricketpaws death. She both meant so much to them, they had both lost so much and the pair had grown closer instantly.¨I consider her the mother I never had. She treats me like the kit she never got the chance to have.¨ Because of Daypaws lack of parental figures it seemed right for Daypaw to call Geckoleaf mother. It fit just right. But they were curious to why Juniperpaw was asking, had Geckoleaf been acting weird? While Daypaw loved geckoleaf to pieces, they wouldnt let their mother lack on their mentor duties just because of personal conflict. A sudden wave of protectiveness flushed over the apprentice, they were much older then Juniper, knew much more, and couldnt help feel some what like a guide, too. ¨Whyre you asking?¨

Juniperpaw was undoubtedly disappointed to hear how lovingly Geckoleaf treated Daypaw, but she disguised her sadness with an appreciative nod, smiling softly. Unlike Daypaw, Juniperpaw had her own family, consisting of such supporting parents and step-brothers to tease. She didn't have a reason to complain about Geckoleaf's lack of love when she already had so much love from her biological family. But seeing how close most apprentices and mentors were, Juniperpaw just wanted to personally experience that unique bond. And she's heard so much about Geckoleaf and Cricketpaw or Geckoleaf and Daypaw, that the next time she heard their names together she's going to scream! Juniperpaw meowed uncertainly, ``Oh, you know... Just trying to get to know Geckoleaf through other cats' opinions.``

[graves]

Juniperpaw was undoubtedly disappointed to hear how lovingly Geckoleaf treated Daypaw, but she disguised her sadness with an appreciative nod, smiling softly. Unlike Daypaw, Juniperpaw had her own family, consisting of such supporting parents and step-brothers to tease. She didn't have a reason to complain about Geckoleaf's lack of love when she already had so much love from her biological family. But seeing how close most apprentices and mentors were, Juniperpaw just wanted to personally experience that unique bond. And she's heard so much about Geckoleaf and Cricketpaw or Geckoleaf and Daypaw, that the next time she heard their names together she's going to scream! Juniperpaw meowed uncertainly, ``Oh, you know... Just trying to get to know Geckoleaf through other cats' opinions.``

Daypaw picked up on others easily then cats would expect. They were easy at reading cats, seeing right through them. And by the choice of her words something was wrong. They looked back up the the herb wall, picking up a dock leaf and carefully placing it in a crack of rock with many more leaves. ¨If somethings up, theres no reason to be afraid to speak about it.¨ they mewed bluntly. They werent going to force Juniperpaw to speak to them, but their words stuck. If something was wrong it was healthy to be open about it, and nothing was going to slide by Daypaw easily while they were staying here. They knew Geckoleaf was going to be struggling with a new apprentice after Cricketpaws death. Daypaw was still getting used to having another cat sleep in her nest. But unlike other cats they didnt have much empathy. As much as Daypaw could try to understand, they emotionally just couldnt feel what Geckoleaf and Russet were going through. ¨Hand me that herb over there, its long and has golden flowers on it, thats called Goldenrod. Used to sooth scratches.¨ they mewed. They werent one to be good at comforting, but they would try their best.

[AbsurdJinx]

Daypaw picked up on others easily then cats would expect. They were easy at reading cats, seeing right through them. And by the choice of her words something was wrong. They looked back up the the herb wall, picking up a dock leaf and carefully placing it in a crack of rock with many more leaves. ¨If somethings up, theres no reason to be afraid to speak about it.¨ they mewed bluntly. They werent going to force Juniperpaw to speak to them, but their words stuck. If something was wrong it was healthy to be open about it, and nothing was going to slide by Daypaw easily while they were staying here. They knew Geckoleaf was going to be struggling with a new apprentice after Cricketpaws death. Daypaw was still getting used to having another cat sleep in her nest. But unlike other cats they didnt have much empathy. Geckoleaf could slack on her apprentices training. As much as Daypaw could understand, they wouldnt let Russetstar or Geckoleaf treat an innocent apprentice differently because everyone thought they were a replacement. ¨Hand me that herb over there, its long and has golden flowers on it, thats called Goldenrod. Used to sooth scratches.¨ they mewed. They werent one to be good at comforting, but if Geckoleaf was going to slack then Daypaw wouldnt help but help out with a thing or too.

Juniperpaw was silent the entire time, from the point where Daypaw told her she could speak up and to the point where they asked for an herb. She didn't know if she could be open with the feline, if they'd laugh at her for feeling insecure about her position, or simply tell her to suck it up. So far, Juniperpaw has determined that Daypaw was a cat of few words, and that it'd be best to avoid their sharp tongue. Though she hadn't been on the receiving end of that tongue - and she didn't even know if Daypaw was sharp-tongued as she was only making a factual guess - she still knew it must be rather frightening. Unbeknownst to Daypaw, however, Juniperpaw also had quite the tongue, though she didn't particularly enjoy using it - ha! yes she did, she loved arguing. Ironic how the feline named after the most cheerful time of the day is anything but cheerful.


Juniperpaw searched the herbs for a long one with golden flowers. Goldenrod soothes scratches. Finally, gaze resting on an herb that matched the description, she bent over to carefully scoop it up only to let it gently settle beside Daypaw's feet. She pulled away then, studying the ShadowClan medicine cat cautiously. The urge to talk to someone about their sadness was so strong, and Daypaw just so happened to be there... Juniperpaw didn't care that Daypaw was just awful at comforting; she just needed to let her thoughts free.


``I don't think Geckoleaf is excited to have me as her apprentice. And yes, I know she's still recovering from Cricketpaw's death, but why does she have to involve me? The beginning of what should be an exciting journey is actually quite depressing. If she doesn't want me here, then why did she choose me? I mean, I went to the Starcave where I embraced my rank, so I guess you could say I should've been aware of what was to come from Geckoleaf, but I had been blinded by excitement. I'm just wondering if I made the right decision, choosing this path? I don't know if Geckoleaf is ready to take on another apprentice.`` Releasing a sigh, Juniperpaw shook her head as if her statement meant nothing and could be forgotten. Daypaw most likely wouldn't care much anyways. After all, they had Geckoleaf's undying affection and Russetstar's fatherly guidance. ``Nevermind, what other herbs do you need?``

[graves]

Juniperpaw was silent the entire time, from the point where Daypaw told her she could speak up and to the point where they asked for an herb. She didn't know if she could be open with the feline, if they'd laugh at her for feeling insecure about her position, or simply tell her to suck it up. So far, Juniperpaw has determined that Daypaw was a cat of few words, and that it'd be best to avoid their sharp tongue. Though she hadn't been on the receiving end of that tongue - and she didn't even know if Daypaw was sharp-tongued as she was only making a factual guess - she still knew it must be rather frightening. Unbeknownst to Daypaw, however, Juniperpaw also had quite the tongue, though she didn't particularly enjoy using it - ha! yes she did, she loved arguing. Ironic how the feline named after the most cheerful time of the day is anything but cheerful.


Juniperpaw searched the herbs for a long one with golden flowers. Goldenrod soothes scratches. Finally, gaze resting on an herb that matched the description, she bent over to carefully scoop it up only to let it gently settle beside Daypaw's feet. She pulled away then, studying the ShadowClan medicine cat cautiously. The urge to talk to someone about their sadness was so strong, and Daypaw just so happened to be there... Juniperpaw didn't care that Daypaw was just awful at comforting; she just needed to let her thoughts free.


``I don't think Geckoleaf is excited to have me as her apprentice. And yes, I know she's still recovering from Cricketpaw's death, but why does she have to involve me? The beginning of what should be an exciting journey is actually quite depressing. If she doesn't want me here, then why did she choose me? I mean, I went to the Starcave where I embraced my rank, so I guess you could say I should've been aware of what was to come from Geckoleaf, but I had been blinded by excitement. I'm just wondering if I made the right decision, choosing this path? I don't know if Geckoleaf is ready to take on another apprentice.`` Releasing a sigh, Juniperpaw shook her head as if her statement meant nothing and could be forgotten. Daypaw most likely wouldn't care much anyways. After all, they had Geckoleaf's undying affection and Russetstar's fatherly guidance. ``Nevermind, what other herbs do you need?``

Daypaw stayed quiet for a moment, picking up the herb and placing it in its correct spot. They stayed still, thinking on how to word it properly. They were protective of their mother, but they could also understand where Juniper was coming from. They took a glance at the shecat, harsh amber hues flickering with something-softness. It was rare, but they couldnt help but relate to Juniper. While they didnt have a mentor they could still feel the same loneliness. They themselves had no mentor, no one to look up to, to one to fall back on, nothing. And Juniper felt that same loneliness, too. They looked back to the herb wall, letting their eyes glaze over it as hey spoke in a softer tone,¨Youre more then Cricketpaws shadow. Youre a cat, just like everybody else.¨they mewed. They had came to terms that Cricketpaw was never coming back. Besides Geckoleaf, they had been the closest to the shecat. They were their other half, their best friend, their person. It hurt Daypaw to see another take her place, but they understood life moved on. Daypaw would grow old and have an apprentice one day and then die, they would take their place and life would move on. ¨She will never be ready for another apprentice, she had lost too many before. Its hard to open your heart up again.¨ they mewed. Not only had Cricketpaw died, but so had Arcticpaw before that. Geckoleaf had faced to much loss that Daypaw could understand why she grew so attached to them, why she felt the way she did, why she was hurting. ¨Its not going to be easy being a medicine cat. But you are more then Cricketpaws runner up. Dont let others think that about you.¨ they mewed. Looking over Junpiers shoulder they mewed,¨Hand me the tansy. It also has yellow flowers but they are thicker, like little balls. Its used to treat coughs. Never give it to a queen, it could dry her milk up. Instead, you use Catmint.¨ they mewed, eyeing the molly to make sure she was listening. ¨Geckoleafs in a state of grieving. Everyone is.¨ They didnt mind helping the fellow apprentice with their training. Daypaw was in no way a full medcat, less then two moons away from receiving their full name though. They had much to learn, but they didnt mind showing Juniper a thing or two.

[Dust]

Daypaw could only snort, pulling away from the toms face. ¨You can start as soon as you want, and with leafbare coming up its best to do it as soon as possible.¨ their tone was somewhat serious. Daypaw didnt know when they were going back home, but they knew when they did it would take every cat in Shadowclan to repair what had been lost in the flood. They would probably be returning in leaf bare, when the water was frozen, or possibly new leaf. Both were bad, but there was nothing they could do but heal their clan to the point that theyre strong enough to face whats waiting for them back home. ¨Well start with running exercises, walking ones too to test your balance and sense of direction,¨ they mewed, thinking their plan over again. They wondered if they were doing this right, if Kestrelberry would have done the same,¨since Ive had warrior training Ill be teaching you myself, testing your reflex skills along with other things to make sure youre prepared.¨ Daypaw hadnt always been a medcat, they werent born into the role, infact they were one moon away from getting their warrior name. They knew enough to teach another cat, and didnt trust anybody else to help them with their patients treatment anyway. They cared for Acornfall, and didnt trust anyone else to.


As if he were reading Daypaw's mind, the elder gave a small nod of approval. "I imagine we'll be returning sometime when the snow is thick, cats are cold, and bellies are hungry. Better to solve one thing than to let ourselves freeze and starve, and we need all the paws we can get. I'd like to get back on my paws, literally, before that though," He commented to himself, still swaying back and forth in the spot he had been standing. Carefully bringing a paw up, he swiped it over his ear a couple of times, returned it to the ground and looked to his friend expectantly. It would be challenging, but Acorn wouldn't let his whiskers slow him down. First things first, learning how to catch himself would be a priority right now.

"Alright well, seeing as I don't think you'll let anyone else train me, I accept." He purred, settling back down onto his rump. Tilting his head to the side, Acornfall allowed himself to slump forward towards Daypaw.

"I think we should do balance training first, mostly because if I could learn to catch my balance, I wouldn't be falling into everything. Thorn bushes beware!"

[graves]

As if he were reading Daypaw's mind, the elder gave a small nod of approval. "I imagine we'll be returning sometime when the snow is thick, cats are cold, and bellies are hungry. Better to solve one thing than to let ourselves freeze and starve, and we need all the paws we can get. I'd like to get back on my paws, literally, before that though," He commented to himself, still swaying back and forth in the spot he had been standing. Carefully bringing a paw up, he swiped it over his ear a couple of times, returned it to the ground and looked to his friend expectantly. It would be challenging, but Acorn wouldn't let his whiskers slow him down. First things first, learning how to catch himself would be a priority right now.

"Alright well, seeing as I don't think you'll let anyone else train me, I accept." He purred, settling back down onto his rump. Tilting his head to the side, Acornfall allowed himself to slump forward towards Daypaw.

"I think we should do balance training first, mostly because if I could learn to catch my balance, I wouldn't be falling into everything. Thorn bushes beware!"
Daypaw snorted, rolling their eyes. Acornfalls whiskers were almost full grown. There was still alot of growing that need to be done, but that didnt mean Acorn had to sit around and do nothing in the meantime. They chuckled at the mention of not letting anyone else train Acorn. They couldnt reply because they knew it was true. Daypaw was protective of their patients, they didnt like the thought of anyone else treating them, much less something that would affect another cats mobility. Standing up they gave a stretch, arching their skinny back and giving a yawn. Since the flood things have been hectic, healing cats left and right, but things have seemed to calm down lately, which meant Daypaw had some free time. ¨I dont see why we cant start your training now, perhaps in the clearing if youre up for it, wanting to defeat bushes and all.¨

[Dust]

Daypaw snorted, rolling their eyes. Acornfalls whiskers were almost full grown. There was still alot of growing that need to be done, but that didnt mean Acorn had to sit around and do nothing in the meantime. They chuckled at the mention of not letting anyone else train Acorn. They couldnt reply because they knew it was true. Daypaw was protective of their patients, they didnt like the thought of anyone else treating them, much less something that would affect another cats mobility. Standing up they gave a stretch, arching their skinny back and giving a yawn. Since the flood things have been hectic, healing cats left and right, but things have seemed to calm down lately, which meant Daypaw had some free time. ¨I dont see why we cant start your training now, perhaps in the clearing if youre up for it, wanting to defeat bushes and all.¨

Acornfall seemed giddy at the mention of starting immediately, his paws shuffling restlessly. Starting immediately would be incredible! Also incredibly difficult. It'd been ages since the tom had done anything but lay around in his nest wallowing all day long. It had been interesting at first, hearing the stories and all, but after a moon or so, it became incredibly depressing especially since Acorn had been much younger at the time of his incident. Had he told Daypaw about it? or about the white box? The elder seemed to space out at the thought of the box, his tail twitching violently back and forth and ears plastered against the back of his skull. Pulling himself away from the thought, he composed himself quickly and gingerly rose to his paws.

"I used to be one of the fastest cats in the clans." He boasted, offering a playful smile. "Listen to me, I sound like I'm five hundred moons old talking about it." A soft chuckle left his maw as he slowly approached the other and rested his tail across the small of their back. "If you can restore me to how I once was, I will deem you the best medicine cat of all the clans." A cheeky grin stretched across his maw as he gave a playful, yet gentle shove, then turned and carefully picked his way to the entrance, disappearing into the light of the day.

"Let's go! The bushes aren't gonna fall on themselves!"

[Captain]

Their ears twitched hearing the question,¨I dont mind it aslong as your friends arent disturbing other cats with noise and such, you can have visitors.¨ Daypaw mewed. They knew personally what it was like being cooped up in the medcat den with no body but the comfort of herbs in the den. It got lonely fast, errie even. Daypaw didnt mind visitors aslong they stayed out of their way, they would have no problem. Going over the herbs Geckoleaf had told them, they picked out Goldenrod and dock. It would both clean the wounds on his eg and sooth the pain. Walking over they sat down infront of Pinewhisker, starting to chew the herbs to prepare the treatment.
Pinewhisker smiled at the healer’s response, giving a small nod to their words. “Okay, thank you, Daypaw.” He remarked to them, “I don’t think they’d cause any trouble, but I’ll make sure to keep an eye on any of my friends that come to see me, just in case. It must be so overwhelming, having so many patients to tend to at once.” The brown-furred male breathed in a relaxed breath, the smell of herbs and other cats washing through his senses. The thought of seeing Needlescar once again made him excited, missing her already from the last time they had spoken. She was the most beautiful warrior he had ever met and wished to get to know her better, since their last conversation had been cut so short due to the flooding and terror that had followed. Pinewhisker kept quiet, thinking about many things as he watched Daypaw return to him with herbs and sit down near him, beginning to chew them up to prepare them for his leg treatment. “When do you think we’ll be able to go home?” The question slipped from the young male’s parted jaws as he looked to his respected healer, wondering when they would return to the camp that he had known since birth. Many cats were homesick like him, no doubt.

[graves]

Pinewhisker smiled at the healer’s response, giving a small nod to their words. “Okay, thank you, Daypaw.” He remarked to them, “I don’t think they’d cause any trouble, but I’ll make sure to keep an eye on any of my friends that come to see me, just in case. It must be so overwhelming, having so many patients to tend to at once.” The brown-furred male breathed in a relaxed breath, the smell of herbs and other cats washing through his senses. The thought of seeing Needlescar once again made him excited, missing her already from the last time they had spoken. She was the most beautiful warrior he had ever met and wished to get to know her better, since their last conversation had been cut so short due to the flooding and terror that had followed. Pinewhisker kept quiet, thinking about many things as he watched Daypaw return to him with herbs and sit down near him, beginning to chew them up to prepare them for his leg treatment. “When do you think we’ll be able to go home?” The question slipped from the young male’s parted jaws as he looked to his respected healer, wondering when they would return to the camp that he had known since birth. Many cats were homesick like him, no doubt.
Their eyes went into slit at the mention of their patients. Not in an aggressive way, though. It was true, there had been so many patinets affected by the flood. Daypaw refused help from Gecko or Juniper, they wouldnt let anyone else touch their patients. Despite being a healer, they ararely took care of themself. Their thin fur lining their sides tightly, edges of where you could see rib and spine. They didnt mind though, because they had a job to do, chewing the bitter herb they leaned forward, licking the poultice onto the wound to both clean and sooth it. ¨Halestar recently sen a patrol out to see the territory. My guess would be leaf bare.¨ they mumbled. They werent a optimistic person in the slightest, and would rather be realistic with their answer. They wanted to prepare cats for what they were going back to. Nothing. No prey, no dens, all washed away. And possibly covered by snow.
Acornfall seemed giddy at the mention of starting immediately, his paws shuffling restlessly. Starting immediately would be incredible! Also incredibly difficult. It'd been ages since the tom had done anything but lay around in his nest wallowing all day long. It had been interesting at first, hearing the stories and all, but after a moon or so, it became incredibly depressing especially since Acorn had been much younger at the time of his incident. Had he told Daypaw about it? or about the white box? The elder seemed to space out at the thought of the box, his tail twitching violently back and forth and ears plastered against the back of his skull. Pulling himself away from the thought, he composed himself quickly and gingerly rose to his paws.

"I used to be one of the fastest cats in the clans." He boasted, offering a playful smile. "Listen to me, I sound like I'm five hundred moons old talking about it." A soft chuckle left his maw as he slowly approached the other and rested his tail across the small of their back. "If you can restore me to how I once was, I will deem you the best medicine cat of all the clans." A cheeky grin stretched across his maw as he gave a playful, yet gentle shove, then turned and carefully picked his way to the entrance, disappearing into the light of the day.

"Let's go! The bushes aren't gonna fall on themselves!"
They let out a low hum,¨Im already the best medicine cats on all of the clans.¨ they mumbled, standing up, feeling Acornfalls tail rest against them.They thought back to their words from before. They were most likely heading back into Shadowclan territory with nothing. No food, no dens, nothing. Most likely it was all washed away. It scared Daypaw, and all they could do right now is heal their cats to their best self to prepare for that moment. They looked towards Acronfall, padding after him eagerly. They ran through what they were going to be trying with him, running the exercises over in their head. He needed to work on balance more then anything else. Once he could balance himself, they could try walking exercises then running ones, and so on. Of course Daypaw would be doing all of this, they wouldnt dare trust another cat with their patients. Following after Acorn, they made their way to the clearing.

[go ahea dand post in the clearing if youd like now !! , just @ me]

[AbsurdJinx]

Daypaw stayed quiet for a moment, picking up the herb and placing it in its correct spot. They stayed still, thinking on how to word it properly. They were protective of their mother, but they could also understand where Juniper was coming from. They took a glance at the shecat, harsh amber hues flickering with something-softness. It was rare, but they couldnt help but relate to Juniper. While they didnt have a mentor they could still feel the same loneliness. They themselves had no mentor, no one to look up to, to one to fall back on, nothing. And Juniper felt that same loneliness, too. They looked back to the herb wall, letting their eyes glaze over it as hey spoke in a softer tone,¨Youre more then Cricketpaws shadow. Youre a cat, just like everybody else.¨they mewed. They had came to terms that Cricketpaw was never coming back. Besides Geckoleaf, they had been the closest to the shecat. They were their other half, their best friend, their person. It hurt Daypaw to see another take her place, but they understood life moved on. Daypaw would grow old and have an apprentice one day and then die, they would take their place and life would move on. ¨She will never be ready for another apprentice, she had lost too many before. Its hard to open your heart up again.¨ they mewed. Not only had Cricketpaw died, but so had Arcticpaw before that. Geckoleaf had faced to much loss that Daypaw could understand why she grew so attached to them, why she felt the way she did, why she was hurting. ¨Its not going to be easy being a medicine cat. But you are more then Cricketpaws runner up. Dont let others think that about you.¨ they mewed. Looking over Junpiers shoulder they mewed,¨Hand me the tansy. It also has yellow flowers but they are thicker, like little balls. Its used to treat coughs. Never give it to a queen, it could dry her milk up. Instead, you use Catmint.¨ they mewed, eyeing the molly to make sure she was listening. ¨Geckoleafs in a state of grieving. Everyone is.¨ They didnt mind helping the fellow apprentice with their training. Daypaw was in no way a full medcat, less then two moons away from receiving their full name though. They had much to learn, but they didnt mind showing Juniper a thing or two.

Juniperpaw nodded slowly in understanding while she twisted her body, looking over the abundance of herbs before her gaze settled on one which matched the description. Reaching over, she carefully nudged the clump of tansy closer to Daypaw, successfully avoiding destroying the pile. Goldenrod is for scratches. Tansy is for coughs, but not for queens. Use catmint for queens instead. She pulled her paw back when the tansy was in reaching distance of Daypaw, waiting for the older feline to tell her what to do next.


``I - I can't tell you I understand, because I don't, but I promise I will try to. It's just - I came from a family where I was the only kit. I was given so much attention, so much love. And now, it just feels like nobody wants me around,`` Juniperpaw's ears flattened sadly, her head tilted down and staring at the ground before her. When first asked to become a medicine cat, she'd expected everyone to absolutely adore her. She had expected too much, and she was now paying the price.


She missed when Russetstar didn't know her as Juniperpaw, the medicine cat apprentice, but as Juniperkit, one of the many kits in the nursery. When the russet-colored tom didn't literally neglect her for replacing his daughter. She missed curling up against her mother's belly, and playfully tackling her father. She missed play-hunting with her brother. She missed the easier times. ``I've never felt grief before, and I honestly wish I'll never have to. I just - I don't understand. I want to make Geckoleaf happy, but it's as if she won't let me, or maybe I'm not as good as Cricketpaw? Maybe this, maybe that; there are so many maybes, and I hate it! I just want there to be a certainty - a yes this, a no that.`` Juniperpaw growled softly, frustrated with the abstract direction of life. She hated not knowing, and right now, she was in the unknown.


She didn't dislike Geckoleaf. In fact, she deeply admired her mentor. Juniperpaw was only struggling to adjust to the fact that not everything revolves around her expectations. There were so many things in this equation that she just could not understand, which resulted in, well, a misunderstanding.

[Mango]

Clover (thought we'd wrap this up)
-Timeskip-
Cloudysky flickered her icy blue eyes open gazing around the den Where am I... She inhailed scenting herbs as the memory of the bee stings returned to her she yawned flicking her white tail glancing at Geckoleaf," I'm awake. I think? Or is this another dream?" She asked calmly hoping not to frighten Geckoleaf becuase she didn't know if this was a dream or not.

[graves]

Juniperpaw nodded slowly in understanding while she twisted her body, looking over the abundance of herbs before her gaze settled on one which matched the description. Reaching over, she carefully nudged the clump of tansy closer to Daypaw, successfully avoiding destroying the pile. Goldenrod is for scratches. Tansy is for coughs, but not for queens. Use catmint for queens instead. She pulled her paw back when the tansy was in reaching distance of Daypaw, waiting for the older feline to tell her what to do next.


``I - I can't tell you I understand, because I don't, but I promise I will try to. It's just - I came from a family where I was the only kit. I was given so much attention, so much love. And now, it just feels like nobody wants me around,`` Juniperpaw's ears flattened sadly, her head tilted down and staring at the ground before her. When first asked to become a medicine cat, she'd expected everyone to absolutely adore her. She had expected too much, and she was now paying the price.


She missed when Russetstar didn't know her as Juniperpaw, the medicine cat apprentice, but as Juniperkit, one of the many kits in the nursery. When the russet-colored tom didn't literally neglect her for replacing his daughter. She missed curling up against her mother's belly, and playfully tackling her father. She missed play-hunting with her brother. She missed the easier times. ``I've never felt grief before, and I honestly wish I'll never have to. I just - I don't understand. I want to make Geckoleaf happy, but it's as if she won't let me, or maybe I'm not as good as Cricketpaw? Maybe this, maybe that; there are so many maybes, and I hate it! I just want there to be a certainty - a yes this, a no that.`` Juniperpaw growled softly, frustrated with the abstract direction of life. She hated not knowing, and right now, she was in the unknown.


She didn't dislike Geckoleaf. In fact, she deeply admired her mentor. Juniperpaw was only struggling to adjust to the fact that not everything revolves around her expectations. There were so many things in this equation that she just could not understand, which resulted in, well, a misunderstanding.

Picking up the flower softly, they placed it in the correct spot. Sure, Daypaw could be seen as mean. They were seen as just that by many. They could be seen as stand offish and snappy. They could be seen as a cat who couldn't take care of themselves(they were basically skin and bones) who lacked sleep. But when it came to training, they had a rare softness. When it came to certain cats they were the same way. They listened to Juniperpaw. They couldnt relate honestly, they couldnt really understand her point of view. Daypaw didnt have a real family, Gecko were all they had. They didnt receive the same love and affection she grew up with, but Daypaw held their tongue on making a comment.

¨I want you around.¨

They said it casually, picking up another tansy and picking the leaves off of the flower for a separate use. ¨Not everyone will like you at first, Im not going to sugar coat it,¨ they mewed, mouth full of leaves as they discarded them into a pile, ¨youll learn that at times youll question yourself. Everyone does it.¨ they knew what that feeling was like the best. After the flood, they honestly considered retiring as a medicine cat. After drowning, they wanted to die for awhile. After Cricketpaw, they felt alone, and felt like they couldnt go on. But the world goes on, and they had a job to do until they died. They all did. ¨But you must go on with your training anyway, even if it feels like every cats talking behind your back. Prove them wrong.¨ they mewed. In all honesty, is it were Daypaw in her situation Daypaw would have clawed their pelts if they dared said a word about them. But thats how Daypaw worked, Juniper was different. She was not Cricketpaw.

¨Dont compare yourself to Cricketpaw, that in itself sounds stupid.¨ they mewed. Juniper was her own cats with her own thoughts, her own personality, her own everything. She was much more then simply the cat that ¨took Cricketpaws place¨. And it made Daypaw slightly irritated one would think about her differently. ¨Youll never get a yes or no answer,¨ they chuckled, though there was no humor in it, eyes going back to the herb wall. They sighed. ¨Being a medicine cat isnt easy. I used to be training to be a warrior. I was a moon away from getting my name before I had to start it all over. I dont have a mentor in Shadowclan, I have next to no one,¨ they looked towards Juniperpaw. Daypaw was anything but mentally stable, but they separated grief from their interactions with other cats. ¨It sucks you feel alone, it really does. Give Geckoleaf time and Im sure shell come around. Ill talk to her myself.¨ they were rather blunt with their words, and they wouldnt hesitate to talk to their mother about something if it was bothering them, even if it could possibly hurt her feelings.

¨Ill be here for you. Youre nothing like my Cricketpaw, but thats okay. Some cats just need to learn that.¨

[AbsurdJinx]

Picking up the flower softly, they placed it in the correct spot. Sure, Daypaw could be seen as mean. They were seen as just that by many. They could be seen as stand offish and snappy. They could be seen as a cat who couldn't take care of themselves(they were basically skin and bones) who lacked sleep. But when it came to training, they had a rare softness. When it came to certain cats they were the same way. They listened to Juniperpaw. They couldnt relate honestly, they couldnt really understand her point of view. Daypaw didnt have a real family, Gecko were all they had. They didnt receive the same love and affection she grew up with, but Daypaw held their tongue on making a comment.

¨I want you around.¨

They said it casually, picking up another tansy and picking the leaves off of the flower for a separate use. ¨Not everyone will like you at first, Im not going to sugar coat it,¨ they mewed, mouth full of leaves as they discarded them into a pile, ¨youll learn that at times youll question yourself. Everyone does it.¨ they knew what that feeling was like the best. After the flood, they honestly considered retiring as a medicine cat. After drowning, they wanted to die for awhile. After Cricketpaw, they felt alone, and felt like they couldnt go on. But the world goes on, and they had a job to do until they died. They all did. ¨But you must go on with your training anyway, even if it feels like every cats talking behind your back. Prove them wrong.¨ they mewed. In all honesty, is it were Daypaw in her situation Daypaw would have clawed their pelts if they dared said a word about them. But thats how Daypaw worked, Juniper was different. She was not Cricketpaw.

¨Dont compare yourself to Cricketpaw, that in itself sounds stupid.¨ they mewed. Juniper was her own cats with her own thoughts, her own personality, her own everything. She was much more then simply the cat that ¨took Cricketpaws place¨. And it made Daypaw slightly irritated one would think about her differently. ¨Youll never get a yes or no answer,¨ they chuckled, though there was no humor in it, eyes going back to the herb wall. They sighed. ¨Being a medicine cat isnt easy. I used to be training to be a warrior. I was a moon away from getting my name before I had to start it all over. I dont have a mentor in Shadowclan, I have next to no one,¨ they looked towards Juniperpaw. Daypaw was anything but mentally stable, but they separated grief from their interactions with other cats. ¨It sucks you feel alone, it really does. Give Geckoleaf time and Im sure shell come around. Ill talk to her myself.¨ they were rather blunt with their words, and they wouldnt hesitate to talk to their mother about something if it was bothering them, even if it could possibly hurt her feelings.

¨Ill be here for you. Youre nothing like my Cricketpaw, but thats okay. Some cats just need to learn that.¨

Juniperpaw found that she really liked Daypaw, and hoped they could become close friends. Not like Cricket - Don't compare yourself to Cricketpaw; it's stupid. Juniperpaw nodded once more, rather motivated after Daypaw's convincing words. She squared her shoulders, raising her head confidently. She was purring softly, her green gaze gentle with appreciation as she looked at the ShadowClan medicine cat. ``Thank you so much. I - I promise I will prove them wrong, I'll show you I can.`` To everyone who said I can't, watch me! She was smiling, determination practically radiating off her.


And then, she realized that Daypaw had straight-up told her they had just about nobody in ShadowClan. Juniperpaw didn't know if Daypaw would react negatively or positively to her compassion, so she decided to go at it in a more discreet way. ``Geckoleaf really loves you, I think. I don't doubt that she'd do anything for you; you two are like mother and kit. I hope that eventually, we can look at each other as siblings, because I like having you around, too.`` Juniperpaw felt more comfortable now, much more at ease. She sank back even further on her haunches, her tail curled at her side and the tip twitching casually.


``Now, you said goldenrod is for scratches, and tansy is for coughs. Use catmint for coughing queens, right? Never tansy. And where do you find these herbs? Oh, right! What's the next herb you need? Just describe it to me, and I'll get it back to you in a heartbeat!`` Juniperpaw's features were some of kit-like excitement, eagerly itching to learn. It were almost as if she had two mentors, which she discovered she couldn't be more grateful for. Instead of looking at Daypaw with jealousy and distrust, Juniperpaw now looked at Daypaw with admiration and respect.

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Juniperpaw found that she really liked Daypaw, and hoped they could become close friends. Not like Cricket - Don't compare yourself to Cricketpaw; it's stupid. Juniperpaw nodded once more, rather motivated after Daypaw's convincing words. She squared her shoulders, raising her head confidently. She was purring softly, her green gaze gentle with appreciation as she looked at the ShadowClan medicine cat. ``Thank you so much. I - I promise I will prove them wrong, I'll show you I can.`` To everyone who said I can't, watch me! She was smiling, determination practically radiating off her.


And then, she realized that Daypaw had straight-up told her they had just about nobody in ShadowClan. Juniperpaw didn't know if Daypaw would react negatively or positively to her compassion, so she decided to go at it in a more discreet way. ``Geckoleaf really loves you, I think. I don't doubt that she'd do anything for you; you two are like mother and kit. I hope that eventually, we can look at each other as siblings, because I like having you around, too.`` Juniperpaw felt more comfortable now, much more at ease. She sank back even further on her haunches, her tail curled at her side and the tip twitching casually.


``Now, you said goldenrod is for scratches, and tansy is for coughs. Use catmint for coughing queens, right? Never tansy. And where do you find these herbs? Oh, right! What's the next herb you need? Just describe it to me, and I'll get it back to you in a heartbeat!`` Juniperpaw's features were some of kit-like excitement, eagerly itching to learn. It were almost as if she had two mentors, which she discovered she couldn't be more grateful for. Instead of looking at Daypaw with jealousy and distrust, Juniperpaw now looked at Daypaw with admiration and respect.

Daypaw didnt know how to react to Juniperpaws kind words, so instead they gave a small nod signalling they had heard her. They werent one to sow affection a lot, but they appreciated it nonetheless, even if they didnt physically show it.They had a hard time when expressing their emotions to others, but they hoped Juniper could tell. She was no Cricketpaw and she never would be, and Daypaw had accepted that. They accepted Cricketpaw wasnt going to be walking back here, reclaiming the spot that had once been hers. Juniperpaw was here now, and Daypaw didnt feel like wasting their time and energy avoiding the apprentice.

¨There should be a thick twig around in that pile. It doesnt smell like anything, its Burdock root. Used to heal and sooth scratches and its what we use for rat or animal bites mainly.¨ they mewed, looking over to the pile of herbs they had collected. Riverclans territory was much different then Shadowclans. Much more..wet. Rivers running through their territory, and wasnt as dark and shadowy as back home. It was comforting, Daypaw never liked the dark. But they collected the herbs anyway after much searching. ¨Theyre the roots of Burdock trees. You can tell they are burdock by scratching the tree and seeing what color it is under the grey bark.¨ they mewed, thinking back to what Geckoleaf had taught them. They had learned a lot while here, and fast. They were a fast learner, soaking up information like a sponge. They wondered how much Gecko had taught her, or how much seeing as she was a newer apprentice.

They didnt know if theyd grow close to Juniper. They didnt know if theyd have a sibling bond. Honestly, Daypaw didnt know at this point. Geckoleaf had been a rarity, growing close to her instantly. But Daypaw was always hesitant to trust others. They could be the most pure, good cat there is and Daypaw would still be hesitant. Its just how they were with things, better safe then sorry. But..they might give Juniper and chance. It seemed like no one else was going to.

¨Has Gecko trained you at all?¨

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Their eyes went into slit at the mention of their patients. Not in an aggressive way, though. It was true, there had been so many patinets affected by the flood. Daypaw refused help from Gecko or Juniper, they wouldnt let anyone else touch their patients. Despite being a healer, they ararely took care of themself. Their thin fur lining their sides tightly, edges of where you could see rib and spine. They didnt mind though, because they had a job to do, chewing the bitter herb they leaned forward, licking the poultice onto the wound to both clean and sooth it. ¨Halestar recently sen a patrol out to see the territory. My guess would be leaf bare.¨ they mumbled. They werent a optimistic person in the slightest, and would rather be realistic with their answer. They wanted to prepare cats for what they were going back to. Nothing. No prey, no dens, all washed away. And possibly covered by snow.
Pinewhisker blinked up at the medicine cat for a moment, hoping that none of his questions were annoying or idiotic to ask - he usually didn’t talk to many cats and would rather trust the word of his own healer than just some random warrior. He watched in silence as they leaned forward and applied the chewed herbs to his wound, it stung slightly, but not bad enough for it to be really painful. The young tom-cat was just thankful to have this time to actually have a conversation and heal up to do his warrior duties once again. He listened to their words with respect, nodding ever so slightly. “Ah, that’s understandable. I suppose that we should just be thankful we had somewhere to go in the first place. I’m certainly thankful for Riverclan’s hospitality towards us.” The brown-furred male mentioned. He gazed down at his bad leg, his eyes skimming over the spread substance that would help him heal and feel better soon enough, though he would definitely make sure to not overdo once he was excused from the den.

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Daypaw didnt know how to react to Juniperpaws kind words, so instead they gave a small nod signalling they had heard her. They werent one to sow affection a lot, but they appreciated it nonetheless, even if they didnt physically show it.They had a hard time when expressing their emotions to others, but they hoped Juniper could tell. She was no Cricketpaw and she never would be, and Daypaw had accepted that. They accepted Cricketpaw wasnt going to be walking back here, reclaiming the spot that had once been hers. Juniperpaw was here now, and Daypaw didnt feel like wasting their time and energy avoiding the apprentice.

¨There should be a thick twig around in that pile. It doesnt smell like anything, its Burdock root. Used to heal and sooth scratches and its what we use for rat or animal bites mainly.¨ they mewed, looking over to the pile of herbs they had collected. Riverclans territory was much different then Shadowclans. Much more..wet. Rivers running through their territory, and wasnt as dark and shadowy as back home. It was comforting, Daypaw never liked the dark. But they collected the herbs anyway after much searching. ¨Theyre the roots of Burdock trees. You can tell they are burdock by scratching the tree and seeing what color it is under the grey bark.¨ they mewed, thinking back to what Geckoleaf had taught them. They had learned a lot while here, and fast. They were a fast learner, soaking up information like a sponge. They wondered how much Gecko had taught her, or how much seeing as she was a newer apprentice.

They didnt know if theyd grow close to Juniper. They didnt know if theyd have a sibling bond. Honestly, Daypaw didnt know at this point. Geckoleaf had been a rarity, growing close to her instantly. But Daypaw was always hesitant to trust others. They could be the most pure, good cat there is and Daypaw would still be hesitant. Its just how they were with things, better safe then sorry. But..they might give Juniper and chance. It seemed like no one else was going to.

¨Has Gecko trained you at all?¨

Juniperpaw didn't really mind Daypaw's dry acknowledgement, and though it was rather challenging to determine if Daypaw was appreciative or not - through actions, that is - Juniperpaw believed the other feline truly appreciated her words. This bright thought brought a smile to Juniperpaw's face. The younger apprentice preferred to look on the bright side of things, but unfortunately, it didn't always happen that way. Currently, she was way too giddy to worry too much about what others thought of her. She'd recover from her pity party rather quickly; actually, she was already recovering. Knowing that she had Daypaw beside her seemed to bring up her confidence, and she felt ready to face the world.


Giggling softly as a result of her giddiness, Juniperpaw shook her head as she searched the supplies for burdock root. Her smile faded away as she spoke, ``No. I've been avoiding Geckoleaf. I'd figured I should've given her space, but now I'm doubting if I did the right thing. Should I go find her? I reckon I have a lot to apologize for.`` Juniperpaw pawed at a thick rod she assumed to be burdock root. She lowered her head to sniff at it, looking over at Daypaw with a troubled expression. ``Is this burdock root? I think it's burdock root.`` She nudged the herb closer to Daypaw, head cocked slightly. What a strange-looking herb!

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Juniperpaw didn't really mind Daypaw's dry acknowledgement, and though it was rather challenging to determine if Daypaw was appreciative or not - through actions, that is - Juniperpaw believed the other feline truly appreciated her words. This bright thought brought a smile to Juniperpaw's face. The younger apprentice preferred to look on the bright side of things, but unfortunately, it didn't always happen that way. Currently, she was way too giddy to worry too much about what others thought of her. She'd recover from her pity party rather quickly; actually, she was already recovering. Knowing that she had Daypaw beside her seemed to bring up her confidence, and she felt ready to face the world.


Giggling softly as a result of her giddiness, Juniperpaw shook her head as she searched the supplies for burdock root. Her smile faded away as she spoke, ``No. I've been avoiding Geckoleaf. I'd figured I should've given her space, but now I'm doubting if I did the right thing. Should I go find her? I reckon I have a lot to apologize for.`` Juniperpaw pawed at a thick rod she assumed to be burdock root. She lowered her head to sniff at it, looking over at Daypaw with a troubled expression. ``Is this burdock root? I think it's burdock root.`` She nudged the herb closer to Daypaw, head cocked slightly. What a strange-looking herb!

They werent shocked when Juniperpaw said no, by Geckoleafs rather distant attitude they werent surprised that they hadnt trained together yet. ¨you guys just need to talk, thats all.¨ they replied casually. They didnt think either of them had to apologize, Daypaw could somewhat understand why Geckoleaf was distant. With Cricketpaw dead, it was hard to see life move on and fill in her place. Looking over to the root she had selected, they leaned forward. ¨I tell if its burdock root, you scratch against the wood like this,¨ they mewed, taking their paw and unshelthing their large claws, a few noticeably missing on the paw. They dragged their paw down the wood and past the bark, revealing a pale orange color underneath,¨burdock will be this pale orange color, its how to tell the difference between any tree related herbs.¨ they explained, picking up the thick root and shoving it into its proper section. They felt somewhat like a mentor, seeing as they knew more then Juniperpaw, but they suppose that was a good thing--to take off some stress from Geckoleaf that is. ¨Regarding Gecko--every mentor apprentice relationship is different. When I go home I wont be here for her, shell look to you a lot more. Shell warm up, just give her time.¨ Day knew their mother and them were close, basically at the hip with most things, but they knew there would be a time where theyd go back home. They had a duty to do, afterall. And they knew Geckoleaf looked at them like a child, it made her grieving easier. A child lost, a child gained because of Crickets death. But they ha to leave at some point, and they didnt know how Gecko would handle it, so, Juniper had to bind with her to make that process easier.
Pinewhisker blinked up at the medicine cat for a moment, hoping that none of his questions were annoying or idiotic to ask - he usually didn’t talk to many cats and would rather trust the word of his own healer than just some random warrior. He watched in silence as they leaned forward and applied the chewed herbs to his wound, it stung slightly, but not bad enough for it to be really painful. The young tom-cat was just thankful to have this time to actually have a conversation and heal up to do his warrior duties once again. He listened to their words with respect, nodding ever so slightly. “Ah, that’s understandable. I suppose that we should just be thankful we had somewhere to go in the first place. I’m certainly thankful for Riverclan’s hospitality towards us.” The brown-furred male mentioned. He gazed down at his bad leg, his eyes skimming over the spread substance that would help him heal and feel better soon enough, though he would definitely make sure to not overdo once he was excused from the den.
Their ears twitched, signalling they had heard the warrior. They gently licked upon his wounds, making sure that the poultice seeped into the wounds and soothed it. It left a bitter taste in Daypaws mouth, but they didnt mind. ¨I dont know how long itll be before you are fully healed, itll be a moon or two before Im expecting progress. But for now youll be permitted to stay in the den at all times, and Geckoleaf and I will tend to your needs.¨ they mewed. They had no idea how long it took for a broken leg to heal, or how to properly treat it. They knew to wrap it in cobweb and sticks, but thats pretty much it--they would need to discuss and treatment plan with Gecko about this before further diagnoses.

[Captain]

Their ears twitched, signalling they had heard the warrior. They gently licked upon his wounds, making sure that the poultice seeped into the wounds and soothed it. It left a bitter taste in Daypaws mouth, but they didnt mind. ¨I dont know how long itll be before you are fully healed, itll be a moon or two before Im expecting progress. But for now youll be permitted to stay in the den at all times, and Geckoleaf and I will tend to your needs.¨ they mewed. They had no idea how long it took for a broken leg to heal, or how to properly treat it. They knew to wrap it in cobweb and sticks, but thats pretty much it--they would need to discuss and treatment plan with Gecko about this before further diagnoses. CandyFlossCat
“That’s understandable. I wouldn’t want to leave the care of the healer until it’s absolutely certain that I’m ready for my warrior duties again.” Pinewhisker said with a purr as he watched Daypaw spread the substance on his injury, “A friend of mine, Needlescar, might come by soon to visit me today. I’ll make sure she doesn’t interrupt any of the other patients healing.” He decided to mention this to them so that they didn’t think the she-cat was another cat in need of healing when she visited him. Needlescar was probably quite worried about him in here, knowing how the two of them had been through alot with the flood and chaos that had ensued with it. “I’ll definitely let you or Geckoleaf know if I need assistance.” The young warrior purred, a kind smile on his maw when he spoke, although his green-hued gaze drifted to the den’s entrance, anticipating the she-cat known as Needlescar to see him on this day. Even a mouse-brain could see the fondness that he felt towards the warrior, but he didn’t dare try anything stupid with his bad leg in order to see her again. He needed to be patient, of course.

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“That’s understandable. I wouldn’t want to leave the care of the healer until it’s absolutely certain that I’m ready for my warrior duties again.” Pinewhisker said with a purr as he watched Daypaw spread the substance on his injury, “A friend of mine, Needlescar, might come by soon to visit me today. I’ll make sure she doesn’t interrupt any of the other patients healing.” He decided to mention this to them so that they didn’t think the she-cat was another cat in need of healing when she visited him. Needlescar was probably quite worried about him in here, knowing how the two of them had been through alot with the flood and chaos that had ensued with it. “I’ll definitely let you or Geckoleaf know if I need assistance.” The young warrior purred, a kind smile on his maw when he spoke, although his green-hued gaze drifted to the den’s entrance, anticipating the she-cat known as Needlescar to see him on this day. Even a mouse-brain could see the fondness that he felt towards the warrior, but he didn’t dare try anything stupid with his bad leg in order to see her again. He needed to be patient, of course.

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A small she-cat walked into the den, her stance visibly nervous. She glanced around slightly, until she saw who she had been wanting to visit. Walking over to Pinewhisker, she smiled slightly at him. "Er-hi.." she mewed, unsure why she was being so awkward. Maybe because she'd never been here before? She sat, her tail curling neatly around her paws, her ears slightly back. "H-How are you feeling?" She asked. You sound mouse-brained! Why are you stuttering so much? She asked herself, though she really didn't have an answer. Needlescar was glad he seemed to be doing alright. Her heart was thudding in her chest for some reason, though she tried to ignore it. They were just friends, for now. She tried to look more optimistic than she felt, though the new place and cats were slightly stressing her. "I would've visited sooner but this place was filled with cats who actually needed attention." She mewed, shrugging slightly. Needlescar glanced at the injured cats around them, proving her point to herself.

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A small she-cat walked into the den, her stance visibly nervous. She glanced around slightly, until she saw who she had been wanting to visit. Walking over to Pinewhisker, she smiled slightly at him. "Er-hi.." she mewed, unsure why she was being so awkward. Maybe because she'd never been here before? She sat, her tail curling neatly around her paws, her ears slightly back. "H-How are you feeling?" She asked. You sound mouse-brained! Why are you stuttering so much? She asked herself, though she really didn't have an answer. Needlescar was glad he seemed to be doing alright. Her heart was thudding in her chest for some reason, though she tried to ignore it. They were just friends, for now. She tried to look more optimistic than she felt, though the new place and cats were slightly stressing her. "I would've visited sooner but this place was filled with cats who actually needed attention." She mewed, shrugging slightly. Needlescar glanced at the injured cats around them, proving her point to herself.
Pinewhisker rested his head on top of his front paws, resting there in his moss nest as his leg healed slowly, but surely with the herbs that Daypaw had spread onto the wound only moments ago. He gave a small sigh, knowing that he would be here for awhile, an entire moon while Geckoleaf and Daypaw would discuss his further treatment. The brown-furred male knew that it would be a long process, but he supposed that it was necessary - his leg was broken after all and luckily treated before infection had ruined it. His emerald-hued eyes skimmed around the den, watching as cats with injuries similar and different to his own being take care of by the kind, hard-working healers. Pinewhisker was respectful to them and promised not to bother the healers unless truly necessary. He turned his head to look to the medicine den’s entrance, hoping to catch a glimpse of the warm sun or anything that could make his situation a brighter one, though what his gaze saw was ten times better. The small female known as Needlescar shyly padded into the den, looking rather nervous and uneasy in her stance. Thankfully, she soon noticed him, to which he smiled warmly when she padded over to his nest. “Hey there.” He purred, his whiskers twitching as he looked up at the young warrior who had visited him, “I could be better.” Pinewhisker admitted with a softened chuckle, glancing at his rear leg that was outstretch and covered in fresh herbs as it healed beside him, “Daypaw says that my treatment could take a whole moon until I’m ready to go outside again.” He shook his head, making the negative thoughts go away for now, “Though, this day has gotten better for me by far - I’ve gotten the chance to see you once again. You have a valid point though, I was afraid that the medicine cat’s wouldn’t let me have any visitors since it was so busy with everyone. I’m blessed to see such a pretty face such as yours again.” He remarked, blinking up at Needlescar with a certain warmth in his gaze and smile alike, “But, enough about me and my silly injuries - how have you been doing? I do hope no cat has been giving you trouble.”

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Pinewhisker rested his head on top of his front paws, resting there in his moss nest as his leg healed slowly, but surely with the herbs that Daypaw had spread onto the wound only moments ago. He gave a small sigh, knowing that he would be here for awhile, an entire moon while Geckoleaf and Daypaw would discuss his further treatment. The brown-furred male knew that it would be a long process, but he supposed that it was necessary - his leg was broken after all and luckily treated before infection had ruined it. His emerald-hued eyes skimmed around the den, watching as cats with injuries similar and different to his own being take care of by the kind, hard-working healers. Pinewhisker was respectful to them and promised not to bother the healers unless truly necessary. He turned his head to look to the medicine den’s entrance, hoping to catch a glimpse of the warm sun or anything that could make his situation a brighter one, though what his gaze saw was ten times better. The small female known as Needlescar shyly padded into the den, looking rather nervous and uneasy in her stance. Thankfully, she soon noticed him, to which he smiled warmly when she padded over to his nest. “Hey there.” He purred, his whiskers twitching as he looked up at the young warrior who had visited him, “I could be better.” Pinewhisker admitted with a softened chuckle, glancing at his rear leg that was outstretch and covered in fresh herbs as it healed beside him, “Daypaw says that my treatment could take a whole moon until I’m ready to go outside again.” He shook his head, making the negative thoughts go away for now, “Though, this day has gotten better for me by far - I’ve gotten the chance to see you once again. You have a valid point though, I was afraid that the medicine cat’s wouldn’t let me have any visitors since it was so busy with everyone. I’m blessed to see such a pretty face such as yours again.” He remarked, blinking up at Needlescar with a certain warmth in his gaze and smile alike, “But, enough about me and my silly injuries - how have you been doing? I do hope no cat has been giving you trouble.”

Needlescar smiled, looking down at her paws to hide the heat radiating from her face. She was blushing for some reason, probably looking weird. She smiled comfortingly at him, hoping she'd be able to visit often. She liked spending time with him, perhaps a little more than she should, but she didn't care. He seemed to like her company. Which was interesting to her, seeing as she had Pearlstream and a few others constantly re-enforcing her low self-esteem. He seemed to like her, though, and that was all that mattered for now. She hoped she'd find some nice RiverClan cats, but she knew some of them would just be Pearlstream clones. She made sure she wasn't in the way of the medicine cats, her tail curling around her as she turned her gaze to Pinewhisker, purring softly. She liked how he was so positive-looking, even with the condition of his leg. Needlescar wouldn't have been able to remain happy. She fixed her gaze on him, softly purring as he spoke. She smiled at him, her ears pricked and her posture more relaxed. She felt less shy, though she still felt a bit awkward being in here without needing to be healed. She was glad he felt a bit better, from the looks of him, though she drooped her ears a bit when he said he could be better. She tilted her head slightly. "Well then, I guess i'll be visiting you often." She mewed, only for her shyness to suddenly return. "I-I mean if you want me to!" She mumbled, once again blushing as she spoke. She wasn't sure why she was being so nervous, though it was slowly fading. At his words, she smiled softly. "T-Thanks.." she mewed, reminding herself of his little promise to compliment her. It had been a long time since she'd heard a compliment directed towards her, ever since he'd gone to the medicine cats den. "Y-Yeah, it was really crowded so I decided to wait a bit." She mewed, glad she had been able to come see him once some of the panic was gone. The flood was in the past, though it still made her nervous when she thought about it. "Pretty good, I haven't seen...this one cat who has an issue with me, for some reason." She replied, "and I've not had any trouble with RiverClan cats, yet."

[Captain]

Needlescar smiled, looking down at her paws to hide the heat radiating from her face. She was blushing for some reason, probably looking weird. She smiled comfortingly at him, hoping she'd be able to visit often. She liked spending time with him, perhaps a little more than she should, but she didn't care. He seemed to like her company. Which was interesting to her, seeing as she had Pearlstream and a few others constantly re-enforcing her low self-esteem. He seemed to like her, though, and that was all that mattered for now. She hoped she'd find some nice RiverClan cats, but she knew some of them would just be Pearlstream clones. She made sure she wasn't in the way of the medicine cats, her tail curling around her as she turned her gaze to Pinewhisker, purring softly. She liked how he was so positive-looking, even with the condition of his leg. Needlescar wouldn't have been able to remain happy. She fixed her gaze on him, softly purring as he spoke. She smiled at him, her ears pricked and her posture more relaxed. She felt less shy, though she still felt a bit awkward being in here without needing to be healed. She was glad he felt a bit better, from the looks of him, though she drooped her ears a bit when he said he could be better. She tilted her head slightly. "Well then, I guess i'll be visiting you often." She mewed, only for her shyness to suddenly return. "I-I mean if you want me to!" She mumbled, once again blushing as she spoke. She wasn't sure why she was being so nervous, though it was slowly fading. At his words, she smiled softly. "T-Thanks.." she mewed, reminding herself of his little promise to compliment her. It had been a long time since she'd heard a compliment directed towards her, ever since he'd gone to the medicine cats den. "Y-Yeah, it was really crowded so I decided to wait a bit." She mewed, glad she had been able to come see him once some of the panic was gone. The flood was in the past, though it still made her nervous when she thought about it. "Pretty good, I haven't seen...this one cat who has an issue with me, for some reason." She replied, "and I've not had any trouble with RiverClan cats, yet."
The high-spirited warrior couldn’t help but smile at her with a certain softness and warmth in his expression, seeing how she blushed and was so shy around him. It made Pinewhisker admire her even more and just wish that he wasn’t cooped up here in the healing den, otherwise, they could have a more private place to get to know each other better. That’s what he had planned to do before he had broken his leg during the flood happened, but that didn’t mean it still couldn’t happen - it would just have to wait for a moon or so. The way she purred softly and just how she looked at him, it sent a shiver up his spine and a quick pulse through his heart. “I would love to see you more often.” The tom-cat said with a twitch of his whiskers, “Come visit me as much as you like, just make sure not to get in the way of Daypaw or Geckoleaf. They’ve been working awfully hard with the rest of their patients, as you can see.” Needlescar was so nervous and shy when she spoke about visiting him, but honestly, the warrior wished to see her as much as she could tolerate his presence. “No problem.” He purred, replying to her thank-you, “Once this bum-leg of mine is all better again, I would love to treat you to a nice walk in the forest.” Now it was Pinewhisker’s turn to blush as he looked down at his paws with a shy smile resting on his maw. He looked up to her once again though, chuckling slightly. “I do hope after all the panic and chaos, everything will turn alright in the end.” The tom-cat said, looking to the patient's around them, though Pinewhisker’s ears perked at her mentioning something about a cat that she had issues with apparently. “Ah, well, I’m glad that nobody has been giving you any trouble so far.” He said, glancing outside the medicine den for a moment, “If anyone gives you any trouble, feel free to tell me about it, okay?” Pinewhisker would give any cat a piece of his mind if he knew they were picking on Needlescar. He wasn’t normally a threatening, violent type, but something protective seemed to bubble inside of him when he imagined a cat bullying the sweet she-cat beside him.

[wickedvirtues]

The high-spirited warrior couldn’t help but smile at her with a certain softness and warmth in his expression, seeing how she blushed and was so shy around him. It made Pinewhisker admire her even more and just wish that he wasn’t cooped up here in the healing den, otherwise, they could have a more private place to get to know each other better. That’s what he had planned to do before he had broken his leg during the flood happened, but that didn’t mean it still couldn’t happen - it would just have to wait for a moon or so. The way she purred softly and just how she looked at him, it sent a shiver up his spine and a quick pulse through his heart. “I would love to see you more often.” The tom-cat said with a twitch of his whiskers, “Come visit me as much as you like, just make sure not to get in the way of Daypaw or Geckoleaf. They’ve been working awfully hard with the rest of their patients, as you can see.” Needlescar was so nervous and shy when she spoke about visiting him, but honestly, the warrior wished to see her as much as she could tolerate his presence. “No problem.” He purred, replying to her thank-you, “Once this bum-leg of mine is all better again, I would love to treat you to a nice walk in the forest.” Now it was Pinewhisker’s turn to blush as he looked down at his paws with a shy smile resting on his maw. He looked up to her once again though, chuckling slightly. “I do hope after all the panic and chaos, everything will turn alright in the end.” The tom-cat said, looking to the patient's around them, though Pinewhisker’s ears perked at her mentioning something about a cat that she had issues with apparently. “Ah, well, I’m glad that nobody has been giving you any trouble so far.” He said, glancing outside the medicine den for a moment, “If anyone gives you any trouble, feel free to tell me about it, okay?” Pinewhisker would give any cat a piece of his mind if he knew they were picking on Needlescar. He wasn’t normally a threatening, violent type, but something protective seemed to bubble inside of him when he imagined a cat bullying the sweet she-cat beside him.

The shy warrior smiled, her laying next to her best - and pretty much only - friend. Needlescar wished she wasn't so awkward around him, but that was just her. Awkard and shy and stuttery. She didn't think it annoyed him, as he hadn't said it, so she wasn't as nervous as she was around other cats. She would have liked a more..private place to talk, but with his leg and all that wouldn't be happening for a bit. She felt a tiny bit responcible for his injury, but he knew he'd just say it wasn't her fault. They could always get to know each other after the moon was over. "Good" she smiled, her eyes glowing with happiness. She nodded, considering when she'd come after this visit was over. "Yeah, they're very dedicated." She spoke of the two medicine cats fondly. They had a hard job, Needlescar wouldn't be able to do it under this much pressure. She glanced once more at the cats around them, frowning slightly seeing them hurt. The she-cat hoped he wouldn't be too annoyed if she visited a lot. She doubted she'd see anyone who hated her in here, but the clearing was a different story. Pearlstream may be out there, ready to ridicule her. "I'd like that.." she mewed, smiling. A nice walk sounded good after all this chaos. She giggled at his blush, glad she wasn't the only one doing it. She found him easy to talk with, despite her nervous stuttering. "Me too." Needlescar agreed, she didn't like chaos, she hoped everything would turn out okay. It'd go back to somewhat normal. Somewhat, was the main word. It wouldn't really be the same after the flood, but they could restore the camp. She cringed at the mentioning of the she-cat, she'd never really talked with her, she knew that she was mates of a Fuzz cat though. "Yeah..then again, I haven't really talked to anyone." She admitted, chuckling softly. "A-Alright, I will" she mewed, a bit taken off guard by the simple statement. Her ear-tips grew hot and she felt a little flutter in her chest. She really didn't talk to anyone, so Pearl was her only real enemy. Otherwise, most of them were in her head. She was greatful he was so protective-ish of her, though.

[AbsurdJinx]

They werent shocked when Juniperpaw said no, by Geckoleafs rather distant attitude they werent surprised that they hadnt trained together yet. ¨you guys just need to talk, thats all.¨ they replied casually. They didnt think either of them had to apologize, Daypaw could somewhat understand why Geckoleaf was distant. With Cricketpaw dead, it was hard to see life move on and fill in her place. Looking over to the root she had selected, they leaned forward. ¨I tell if its burdock root, you scratch against the wood like this,¨ they mewed, taking their paw and unshelthing their large claws, a few noticeably missing on the paw. They dragged their paw down the wood and past the bark, revealing a pale orange color underneath,¨burdock will be this pale orange color, its how to tell the difference between any tree related herbs.¨ they explained, picking up the thick root and shoving it into its proper section. They felt somewhat like a mentor, seeing as they knew more then Juniperpaw, but they suppose that was a good thing--to take off some stress from Geckoleaf that is. ¨Regarding Gecko--every mentor apprentice relationship is different. When I go home I wont be here for her, shell look to you a lot more. Shell warm up, just give her time.¨ Day knew their mother and them were close, basically at the hip with most things, but they knew there would be a time where theyd go back home. They had a duty to do, afterall. And they knew Geckoleaf looked at them like a child, it made her grieving easier. A child lost, a child gained because of Crickets death. But they ha to leave at some point, and they didnt know how Gecko would handle it, so, Juniper had to bind with her to make that process easier.

Juniperpaw nodded in response to Daypaw who had claimed she and Geckoleaf only needed to talk. It seemed that she was doing a lot of nodding recently, and many might worry she will hurt her neck - but it's okay, she'll know which herbs to use by then! Though Geckoleaf had been distant, and the beginning of Juniperpaw's apprenticeship had been a giant cloud of disappointment, Juniperpaw still felt she had a ton to apologize for. She'd put all the blame on Geckoleaf, who had been grieving for her former apprentice. She'd let herself bottle her anger and self-pity, resulting in other's unhappiness. She felt a majority of this issue was all on her, and she was eager to apologize for it.


She watched Daypaw reach over, showing Juniperpaw how to tell if the wood was burdock root or not. She observed the way they clawed at the bark, their claws abnormally large and even a few missing, and she was surprised to see the color change so drastically. ``Cool!`` Juniperpaw displayed her awe, eyes wide and mouth slightly hanging open with fascination. In all honesty, Juniperpaw did consider Daypaw a second mentor, as well as a friend. She'd confided in them, just as much as she was taught by them. She looked at Daypaw with respect and admiration.


``I don't want you to leave,`` Juniperpaw whined, eyes narrowing sadly and her lips curling downward in a frown. ``I like you.`` She liked the idea of Geckoleaf spending more time with her, but she didn't want to say goodbye to Daypaw. Though the older feline was quite distant and cold, Juniperpaw felt at home with them, comfortable and at ease. ``We're friends, right?`` Juniperpaw looked at Daypaw, adopting a hopeful expression.

[graves]

Juniperpaw nodded in response to Daypaw who had claimed she and Geckoleaf only needed to talk. It seemed that she was doing a lot of nodding recently, and many might worry she will hurt her neck - but it's okay, she'll know which herbs to use by then! Though Geckoleaf had been distant, and the beginning of Juniperpaw's apprenticeship had been a giant cloud of disappointment, Juniperpaw still felt she had a ton to apologize for. She'd put all the blame on Geckoleaf, who had been grieving for her former apprentice. She'd let herself bottle her anger and self-pity, resulting in other's unhappiness. She felt a majority of this issue was all on her, and she was eager to apologize for it.


She watched Daypaw reach over, showing Juniperpaw how to tell if the wood was burdock root or not. She observed the way they clawed at the bark, their claws abnormally large and even a few missing, and she was surprised to see the color change so drastically. ``Cool!`` Juniperpaw displayed her awe, eyes wide and mouth slightly hanging open with fascination. In all honesty, Juniperpaw did consider Daypaw a second mentor, as well as a friend. She'd confided in them, just as much as she was taught by them. She looked at Daypaw with respect and admiration.


``I don't want you to leave,`` Juniperpaw whined, eyes narrowing sadly and her lips curling downward in a frown. ``I like you.`` She liked the idea of Geckoleaf spending more time with her, but she didn't want to say goodbye to Daypaw. Though the older feline was quite distant and cold, Juniperpaw felt at home with them, comfortable and at ease. ``We're friends, right?`` Juniperpaw looked at Daypaw, adopting a hopeful expression.

Daypaws ears twitched at the question, staying silent for a moment. They were..standoffish regarding friends. They didnt make them easily, mainly because of their rather cold exterior. But there were very few that pushed past that. They eyed Juniperpaw for a moment, golden-orange hues in slits, a look of unsatisfaction on their face. But in all honesty, it was just their resting/normal face. But after the moment of silence, they smiled. With was a crooked smile, a big contrast to their usual grumpy aura. ¨We are.¨ they mewed after a moment. They liked Juniperpaw. She reminded them a lot of Cricketpaw. But Daypaw prevented themself from comparing the two cats, as they were different, and Juniper deserved more respect then to be compared to someone else. She overal; happy exterior and never ending positivity was like dejvu. They looked back to the herb wall hearing her sad tone, she didnt want them to leave. they didnt want to think about leaving. There, they didnt have Geckoleaf, they didnt have Russetstar, they didnt have the friends they had made here. They had an empty den with a pawful of cats who seemed like they enjoyed Daypaws company. It would be back to the same routine again like before, and they hated it. But they couldnt help it, it was their duty, they had to leave no matter how much they didnt want to. ¨I dont want to leave either.¨ They didnt know how Geckoleaf would handle them leaving. The two had grown so close over such a short period of time, they two were bound at the hip at this point, and they simply didnt know what it would be like after they left.

[bobtail]

Palegleam winced as she padded into the den, her entire body aching. She'd gotten the matted fur and various cuts and bruises that every cat had during the flood, but, as usual, she had to be clumsier than the rest and stumble as she fled. She'd been lucky that she hadn't gotten lost on the way out of the camp! The light-furred she-cat looked nervously around the den, lifting her right forepaw, as putting weight on it just made her pain worse. She could guess that something was wrong with that leg, perhaps a sprain or wrench; without a medicine cat, she couldn't know for sure. The line of cats to see Geckoleaf and Daypaw had shortened considerably, so she'd decided to finally start moving and ask for some help.

The ShadowClan warrior looked around for Daypaw; it wasn't that she didn't trust Geckoleaf, but she'd prefer to be treated by a cat she already knew, even if not personally. Palegleam frowned and meowed quietly, "Daypaw? Are you here?"

woly

[AbsurdJinx]

Daypaws ears twitched at the question, staying silent for a moment. They were..standoffish regarding friends. They didnt make them easily, mainly because of their rather cold exterior. But there were very few that pushed past that. They eyed Juniperpaw for a moment, golden-orange hues in slits, a look of unsatisfaction on their face. But in all honesty, it was just their resting/normal face. But after the moment of silence, they smiled. With was a crooked smile, a big contrast to their usual grumpy aura. ¨We are.¨ they mewed after a moment. They liked Juniperpaw. She reminded them a lot of Cricketpaw. But Daypaw prevented themself from comparing the two cats, as they were different, and Juniper deserved more respect then to be compared to someone else. She overal; happy exterior and never ending positivity was like dejvu. They looked back to the herb wall hearing her sad tone, she didnt want them to leave. they didnt want to think about leaving. There, they didnt have Geckoleaf, they didnt have Russetstar, they didnt have the friends they had made here. They had an empty den with a pawful of cats who seemed like they enjoyed Daypaws company. It would be back to the same routine again like before, and they hated it. But they couldnt help it, it was their duty, they had to leave no matter how much they didnt want to. ¨I dont want to leave either.¨ They didnt know how Geckoleaf would handle them leaving. The two had grown so close over such a short period of time, they two were bound at the hip at this point, and they simply didnt know what it would be like after they left.

Juniperpaw brightened immediately the moment a rather awkward smile stretched across Daypaw's muzzle, and she seemed to brighten even more when Daypaw spoke those two words... Those two words meant so much to Juniperpaw - she nearly cried tears of joy, but luckily, she refrained from doing so. Most likely, Daypaw would've taken their words back if a single tear formed, and Juniperpaw didn't really want that. She purred, the smile across her own face refusing to falter. Her facial features were beginning to ache; she'd smiled too much in the time since she met Daypaw, but she didn't want to stop smiling. When was the last time she was this happy? Perhaps when she was in the nursery, curled at her mother's belly, with her father and half-brothers standing over her, cooing?


She nearly reached over to press against Daypaw, but she really, really, really was not interested in losing the ShadowClan cat's friendship. Plus, Juniperpaw really liked to have her ears intact. She didn't know if it was safe to adopt a sad expression, if Daypaw would be okay with that, but she decided to take the safer route. Juniperpaw rose to her paws, shuffling forward slightly. ``Don't you worry, Daypaw! We'll see each other all the time! At Gatherings, at the Starcave, and maybe even at the border! And if you don't forget about your family here in RiverClan, then you'll never leave us. And we won't forget about you either, I promise! We'll always be thinking about you.``


She didn't exactly understand the relationship that Daypaw and Geckoleaf shared, but if it were anything similar to the mother-daughter bond Juniperpaw had with Cloversplash, then she didn't want to know what it would be like to leave. She couldn't imagine! She was silent for a few moments, and then unexpectedly, Juniperpaw jumped forward, brushing against Daypaw. She even offered the other feline a quick lick on the cheek, and then she was bounding out of the den, laughing over her shoulder as she hurried out.

[graves]

Palegleam winced as she padded into the den, her entire body aching. She'd gotten the matted fur and various cuts and bruises that every cat had during the flood, but, as usual, she had to be clumsier than the rest and stumble as she fled. She'd been lucky that she hadn't gotten lost on the way out of the camp! The light-furred she-cat looked nervously around the den, lifting her right forepaw, as putting weight on it just made her pain worse. She could guess that something was wrong with that leg, perhaps a sprain or wrench; without a medicine cat, she couldn't know for sure. The line of cats to see Geckoleaf and Daypaw had shortened considerably, so she'd decided to finally start moving and ask for some help.

The ShadowClan warrior looked around for Daypaw; it wasn't that she didn't trust Geckoleaf, but she'd prefer to be treated by a cat she already knew, even if not personally. Palegleam frowned and meowed quietly, "Daypaw? Are you here?"

woly
At hearing their name their ears twitched, stopping what they were doing immediately , amber hues darting across the den and finding themselves on Palegleam. They stood up, padding to her side instantly seeing the motion of her leg. They stuck next to her side so she could lean against them, walking slowly next to them, ushering her to a nest,¨Yes Im here,¨ they mewed softly. ¨Whats the problem? Besides the paw.¨

[AbsurdJinx]

@Clover (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=605)


The inviting scent of herbs swept across the den, stronger than the foul ShadowClan scent and even the fishy RiverClan scent. Outside the den, the sun shone brightly on the earth, and most would expect heat from the vibrant rays. However, nature seemed to have a different idea. A cold wind blew over the camp, not powerful enough to chase the clan cats into their dens, but enough for every feline to fluff out their fur against the breeze. Inside the den, the wind was not very bothersome. The den was a comfortable place to be for Juniperpaw, with the welcoming scent of herbs wrapping around her.


She could recognize a few of the herbs that were tucked securely into the nicks of the wall. Goldenrod was one that caught her eye, as well as burdock root. Juniperpaw smiled proudly as she named the herbs correctly, silently thanking Daypaw for their brief lesson. Head raised high with pride, Juniperpaw mewed to herself in a playfully arrogant tone, ``Well, aren't I amazing?`` An amused purr rumbled in her chest and laughter danced in her innocent green eyes. She sighed after calming down, mumbling through a soft smile, ``Ah, I'm funny.`` She couldn't help but giggle one last time.


Juniperpaw stood in the center of the den, neck swiveling as she looked around. What to do now..? The herbs had already been sorted through - though it was probably best that she didn't take up that duty yet - and she wasn't yet knowledgeable enough on herbs to treat patients - not that there was anyone in the den who required immediate treatment anyways. And she wasn't exactly interested in leaving the den and striking up conversation with a clanmate or a ShadowClan cat. Instead, Juniperpaw sunk down on her haunches with her back to the entrance and tail curled neatly at her side. In her boredom, she pawed at the ground below her, looked around the den, and even mentally conversed with herself.
Hey Juniperpaw, how's it going?
Going great, Juniperpaw, and you?
Oh you know... same old, same old.
Coolio.
Yep...
Mhm...

[Clover]

@Clover (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=605)


The inviting scent of herbs swept across the den, stronger than the foul ShadowClan scent and even the fishy RiverClan scent. Outside the den, the sun shone brightly on the earth, and most would expect heat from the vibrant rays. However, nature seemed to have a different idea. A cold wind blew over the camp, not powerful enough to chase the clan cats into their dens, but enough for every feline to fluff out their fur against the breeze. Inside the den, the wind was not very bothersome. The den was a comfortable place to be for Juniperpaw, with the welcoming scent of herbs wrapping around her.


She could recognize a few of the herbs that were tucked securely into the nicks of the wall. Goldenrod was one that caught her eye, as well as burdock root. Juniperpaw smiled proudly as she named the herbs correctly, silently thanking Daypaw for their brief lesson. Head raised high with pride, Juniperpaw mewed to herself in a playfully arrogant tone, ``Well, aren't I amazing?`` An amused purr rumbled in her chest and laughter danced in her innocent green eyes. She sighed after calming down, mumbling through a soft smile, ``Ah, I'm funny.`` She couldn't help but giggle one last time.


Juniperpaw stood in the center of the den, neck swiveling as she looked around. What to do now..? The herbs had already been sorted through - though it was probably best that she didn't take up that duty yet - and she wasn't yet knowledgeable enough on herbs to treat patients - not that there was anyone in the den who required immediate treatment anyways. And she wasn't exactly interested in leaving the den and striking up a conversation with a clanmate or a ShadowClan cat. Instead, Juniperpaw sunk down on her haunches with her back to the entrance and tail curled neatly at her side. In her boredom, she pawed at the ground below her, looked around the den, and even mentally conversed with herself.
Hey Juniperpaw, how's it going?
Going great, Juniperpaw, and you?
Oh you know... same old, same old.
Coolio.
Yep...
Mhm...



Geckoleaf had paused outside the den, mouth filled with herbs, listening to her apprentice mumbling to herself. A smile had stretched through what of her lips would allow, at the words Juniperpaw seemed to quietly sing; saying things like she was amazing, she was funny, etc. This was partially because of her promise to Daypaw; she said she'd open up to Juniperpaw, so now was her chance. Softly, she padded into the den, walking towards the front of her feet, practically silent. Gently, she placed the bundle of strongly scented plants onto the stone floor of the cave, looking over at Juniperpaw.

The pretty mottled molly was sitting facing away from the entrance, staring towards the herb wall seated towards the back of the cave. "Why, Juniperpaw, you are quite amazing- I won't have chosen anyone less so!" she replied with a gentle, genuine tone; she did have to admit that her apprentice had already picked up quite a bit of knowledge from her child, Daypaw. "Now; how about we use that big, beautiful brain of yours, and start training?"

[AbsurdJinx]

Geckoleaf had paused outside the den, mouth filled with herbs, listening to her apprentice mumbling to herself. A smile had stretched through what of her lips would allow, at the words Juniperpaw seemed to quietly sing; saying things like she was amazing, she was funny, etc. This was partially because of her promise to Daypaw; she said she'd open up to Juniperpaw, so now was her chance. Softly, she padded into the den, walking towards the front of her feet, practically silent. Gently, she placed the bundle of strongly scented plants onto the stone floor of the cave, looking over at Juniperpaw.

The pretty mottled molly was sitting facing away from the entrance, staring towards the herb wall seated towards the back of the cave. "Why, Juniperpaw, you are quite amazing- I won't have chosen anyone less so!" she replied with a gentle, genuine tone; she did have to admit that her apprentice had already picked up quite a bit of knowledge from her child, Daypaw. "Now; how about we use that big, beautiful brain of yours, and start training?"

Juniperpaw's neck sharply swiveled at the gentle voice of her own mentor. They were shocked to learn that Geckoleaf had overheard her and knowing this caused her pelt to heat up from her tail-tip to the edges of her ears. She could only laugh nervously in response, launching herself to her paws. She looked down at her paws, smiling shyly. However, she silently agreed with Geckoleaf; yes, I am quite amazing.


When her mentor suggested they began training, Juniperpaw immediately brightened and seemed to forget all about her embarrassment. ``Oh yes please! Daypaw already taught me a little bit like goldenrod and burdock root, but I think I'm ready to learn more.`` Juniperpaw flashed Geckoleaf an eager smile.

[graves]

Palegleam sighed with relief as her medicine cat approached, although she was a little reluctant to lean against the smaller cat despite the pain throbbing through her leg. She quickly shifted her weight back to her own three paws as soon as she was close enough to the nest to hobble over and sit down without too much pain. She was modest enough to know that trying to hide her pain wasn't going to help anyone, so she meowed rather bluntly, "I'm honestly not sure. There was an accident when I was escaping the flood, and now there's something wrong with my leg, and there's this pain in my chest."[/I]
Now that Shadowclans back in their territory, could you repost this post there in that medcat den? thank you !

[Clover]

Juniperpaw's neck sharply swiveled at the gentle voice of her own mentor. They were shocked to learn that Geckoleaf had overheard her and knowing this caused her pelt to heat up from her tail-tip to the edges of her ears. She could only laugh nervously in response, launching herself to her paws. She looked down at her paws, smiling shyly. However, she silently agreed with Geckoleaf; yes, I am quite amazing.


When her mentor suggested they began training, Juniperpaw immediately brightened and seemed to forget all about her embarrassment. ``Oh yes please! Daypaw already taught me a little bit like goldenrod and burdock root, but I think I'm ready to learn more.`` Juniperpaw flashed Geckoleaf an eager smile.


Feeling a pang of longing at the mention of Daypaw, due to ShadowClan have already returned to their territory, Geckoleaf smiled in a slightly melancholy fashion, although she already was dealing better with the separation than she thought she would have. "Alright. Before learning about herbs, we're going to learn about how to clean and treat a basic cut. When anyone comes into the den, you first should automatically look them over; what seems to be wrong? A cough, sneezing, runny eyes, rash, or a gash? After you've identified, or they've told you, you'd treat the ailment appropriately. In this case, we assume a cut. First, have the cat lay down in a way that you can access the scratch; they should be comfortably positioned, with no pressure on the wound. Next, clean it out; you can lick off blood, but don't swallow any. If it's bad, mop up any pus or fluid with ferns or moss; ferns are best because they have antibiotic properties. After, once you learn about the herbs, you'd mix a poultice; if it's just a thorn in a kit's paw or a small cut that didn't bleed much, you can apply mild amounts of cobweb, just wrapped or packed in. With the poultice, you'd chew up the herbs, and apply it to the wound. Put cobwebs on top, and seal with cobwebs. Make sense?" Her lecture was deliberate, slow, and she enunciated properly; but Geckoleaf knew that it was a lot of information, and needed to make sure that Juniperpaw understood it all. The molly was smart, this she understood, but even at a young age Geckoleaf herself had had issues learning, at first.

[Clover]

Hexict
For all her hardships, Geckoleaf's life was currently on a slow, yet steady, upswing; she'd gained two apprentices, Daypaw & Juniperpaw, though the former was temporary and already gone. Juniperpaw, on the other side of the river, was a permanent fixture of her life that seemed so constant and stable that it was already simply part of what she viewed as normal.

But, with the happiness there were still drawbacks and symptoms she had to fight through, still; Geckoleaf continued to be emaciated and thin, now more focused on her patients and work than ever. Beyond that, death in any form scared her; although she logically possessed the knowledge she was required to eat something other than strengthening herbs and edible flowers, her emotional side kicked back so hard she found it near impossible to eat. So, now, the flaming orange tabby was emaciated and weak, her ribs and spine easily visible under the skin that sagged and pooled at the bottom of her abdomen. Her face was sunken and hollow; she always looked tired and sick now and felt that way to boot.

Currently, she was slumped in her nest, dozing very lightly, partially lucid, but resting enough that anyone would mistake her for being dead to the world. She had just finished organizing some herbs but hadn't had the energy to put them away, and instead, her body crashed and gave out. Curled up tightly, Geckoleaf looked swamped by the nest around her; though always petite, there had always been a bit of chubbiness to the medicine cat that made her look sleek and round; but now, stripped away, combined with her natural smallness, she looked like an oversized kitten who'd been abandoned on the edge of clan territory. Geckoleaf snored lightly, not dreaming of anything; lately, the nightmares she'd had in both waking and sleeping moments had dissipated, leaving her instead with a smooth sheet of grey darkness in place of any dreams she might have. That was honestly a goal of Geckoleaf's; to have a simple, happy dream. Then she'd know that she'd truly reached a turning point.

[AbsurdJinx]

Feeling a pang of longing at the mention of Daypaw, due to ShadowClan have already returned to their territory, Geckoleaf smiled in a slightly melancholy fashion, although she already was dealing better with the separation than she thought she would have. "Alright. Before learning about herbs, we're going to learn about how to clean and treat a basic cut. When anyone comes into the den, you first should automatically look them over; what seems to be wrong? A cough, sneezing, runny eyes, rash, or a gash? After you've identified, or they've told you, you'd treat the ailment appropriately. In this case, we assume a cut. First, have the cat lay down in a way that you can access the scratch; they should be comfortably positioned, with no pressure on the wound. Next, clean it out; you can lick off blood, but don't swallow any. If it's bad, mop up any pus or fluid with ferns or moss; ferns are best because they have antibiotic properties. After, once you learn about the herbs, you'd mix a poultice; if it's just a thorn in a kit's paw or a small cut that didn't bleed much, you can apply mild amounts of cobweb, just wrapped or packed in. With the poultice, you'd chew up the herbs, and apply it to the wound. Put cobwebs on top, and seal with cobwebs. Make sense?" Her lecture was deliberate, slow, and she enunciated properly; but Geckoleaf knew that it was a lot of information, and needed to make sure that Juniperpaw understood it all. The molly was smart, this she understood, but even at a young age Geckoleaf herself had had issues learning, at first.

Juniperpaw often had trouble learning things, though that didn't interfere with her urge to learn. Usually, her urge to learn helped her learn, if that makes any sense. Her interest in something helped her learn even more about that something, because, well, because she wanted to know more about it. However, Juniperpaw could only stand there, looking stupid. Her expression was one of confusion, head tilted slightly to the side as if to further express herself. The young feline's mouth opened and closed multiple times as she tried to say something in response, her eyes narrowed as she struggled to wrap her head around all the information. Finally, she meowed in a bewildered tone, ``So when someone comes into the den, look them over. Find out what's wrong. Er - when I've found out, treat the injury.``


After a brief moment of careful consideration, Juniperpaw continued, ``In the case of a cut, have the cat lay down. But have them lay down so I have access to the cut.`` She paused, trying to remember what Geckoleaf had told her just a few minutes before. She couldn't remember, so she immediately resorted to common sense. ``Clean the cut, right? I think you said I can lick it? Then we add the herbs - I think.`` She nodded absently before meeting her mentor's gaze. ``That sounds about right. Did I do good?``

[AbsurdJinx]

Charmer


Juniperpaw was currently building her nest, adjusting the moss and reeds to form a more comfortable sleeping area. She'd just gotten rid of Geckoleaf's stale-smelling nest in an attempt to help her recover from the loss of her former mentor. Now, it was only Juniperpaw's nest in the den, besides the nests she'd built for possible patients. However, it seemed most of her clanmates were aware of her lack of herb knowledge and figured they'd do better if they didn't go to her for support. Plus, not many cats accepted her yet as medicine cat. After shifting the nest materials into their proper places, Juniperpaw rocked back on her haunches and simply thought while staring at the nest before her.

[Charmer]

Charmer


Juniperpaw was currently building her nest, adjusting the moss and reeds to form a more comfortable sleeping area. She'd just gotten rid of Geckoleaf's stale-smelling nest in an attempt to help her recover from the loss of her former mentor. Now, it was only Juniperpaw's nest in the den, besides the nests she'd built for possible patients. However, it seemed most of her clanmates were aware of her lack of herb knowledge and figured they'd do better if they didn't go to her for support. Plus, not many cats accepted her yet as medicine cat. After shifting the nest materials into their proper places, Juniperpaw rocked back on her haunches and simply thought while staring at the nest before her.


Leo the Loke

Perchkit hadn't felt right today. In truth, he hadn't felt right yesterday, or the day before that either. But there had been butterflies to chase and wrestling to do with his siblings, and he had been sure it would just go away. But this morning, the bellyache had been so much worse. It was so bad, in fact, that he'd woken up crying. It was all his mother needed to march him right over to the medicine den. The little tabby tom was scared to go, not wanting to be poked and prodded by another cat, but his mom had told him that Juniperpaw was a special kind of warrior who knew how to help him feel better, so he agreed to go. His belly was aching terribly now just from the short walk from the nursery, and he wanted so badly to lie down. Tears were welling in his eyes as he took in the den. It looked soft and dry, and there was another cat in there too, not too much older than him, and with pretty gold patches on her pelt. "My belly really hurts," the little kit whimpered, sinking to the den floor, and glancing up at his mother for reassurance.

[Seraphon]

Leo the Loke

Perchkit hadn't felt right today. In truth, he hadn't felt right yesterday, or the day before that either. But there had been butterflies to chase and wrestling to do with his siblings, and he had been sure it would just go away. But this morning, the bellyache had been so much worse. It was so bad, in fact, that he'd woken up crying. It was all his mother needed to march him right over to the medicine den. The little tabby tom was scared to go, not wanting to be poked and prodded by another cat, but his mom had told him that Juniperpaw was a special kind of warrior who knew how to help him feel better, so he agreed to go. His belly was aching terribly now just from the short walk from the nursery, and he wanted so badly to lie down. Tears were welling in his eyes as he took in the den. It looked soft and dry, and there was another cat in there too, not too much older than him, and with pretty gold patches on her pelt. "My belly really hurts," the little kit whimpered, sinking to the den floor, and glancing up at his mother for reassurance.
Hollydawn nuzzled her son reassuringly and whispered,"shhhhh everything will be fine," though she wasn't so sure, she hoped none of it showed in her voice. She looked at the medicine cat awaiting the answer to what was wrong with Perchkit.

[AbsurdJinx]

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Juniperpaw was quickly on her paws, whipping around at the sound of the plants forming the den entrance rustle. She found herself facing a young kit she recognized as Perchkit, and who she assumed was his mother - what was it...? Holly... Hollydawn! Yes, thats it. Her gaze was drawn to the young kit before her, and she adopted a sympathetic expression as he claimed his stomach hurt. Juniperpaw didn't even acknowledge the mother whose worry seemed to radiate off her in waves. She was focused intently on Perchkit, her patient, who had just sunk to the floor, tears lining his eyes. He was obviously in pain.


The young medicine cat who was practically a kit herself lowered her head until she was level with the tom. ``Hello, kit. I'm Juniperpaw, and I'm going to help you get better, okay?`` In all honesty, Juniperpaw didn't know what to do. This was her first patient, and she had only the basic knowledge of herbs. The kit didn't seem to be injured on the outside, based off what he claimed and what Juniperpaw saw. It was a stomach issue, she knew that much, but she didn't know of any herbs that would be of much use for the poor kit.


She didn't feel comfortable moving the tom, so she instead let him lie where he was, and then Juniperpaw went with her instincts. ``Could you roll over for me? So I could get to your stomach? I'm going to just press gently on your belly, alright? Tell me when it hurts?`` Juniperpaw moved to the kits' flank, closer to Hollydawn who hovered nearby. She didn't even look at the awaiting mother, who would probably soon be very upset with Juniperpaw. Carefully, the apprentice brought her paws to the kit's side and began to press her toes to the kit's belly. She searched for hardness or anything that wasn't normal, and she listened for whenever Perchkit may claim pain. She was only doing what she thought Geckoleaf might've done.

[Charmer]

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Juniperpaw was quickly on her paws, whipping around at the sound of the plants forming the den entrance rustle. She found herself facing a young kit she recognized as Perchkit, and who she assumed was his mother - what was it...? Holly... Hollydawn! Yes, thats it. Her gaze was drawn to the young kit before her, and she adopted a sympathetic expression as he claimed his stomach hurt. Juniperpaw didn't even acknowledge the mother whose worry seemed to radiate off her in waves. She was focused intently on Perchkit, her patient, who had just sunk to the floor, tears lining his eyes. He was obviously in pain.


The young medicine cat who was practically a kit herself lowered her head until she was level with the tom. ``Hello, kit. I'm Juniperpaw, and I'm going to help you get better, okay?`` In all honesty, Juniperpaw didn't know what to do. This was her first patient, and she had only the basic knowledge of herbs. The kit didn't seem to be injured on the outside, based off what he claimed and what Juniperpaw saw. It was a stomach issue, she knew that much, but she didn't know of any herbs that would be of much use for the poor kit.


She didn't feel comfortable moving the tom, so she instead let him lie where he was, and then Juniperpaw went with her instincts. ``Could you roll over for me? So I could get to your stomach? I'm going to just press gently on your belly, alright? Tell me when it hurts?`` Juniperpaw moved to the kits' flank, closer to Hollydawn who hovered nearby. She didn't even look at the awaiting mother, who would probably soon be very upset with Juniperpaw. Carefully, the apprentice brought her paws to the kit's side and began to press her toes to the kit's belly. She searched for hardness or anything that wasn't normal, and she listened for whenever Perchkit may claim pain. She was only doing what she thought Geckoleaf might've done.



Leo the Loke

"O-ok," Perchkit murmured. This is exactly what he had been afraid of, getting poked. With another glance at his mother, who had reassured him that he'd feel better the little tabby tom rolled onto his back gingerly. He winced as she pressed don here and there. No place on his belly felt good, but when the medicine cat pressed where his stomach was, he yelped in pain and curled his body into a ball, defensively covering his abdomen. A sob racked his body. "That hurt!" he said, looking at Juniperpaw with an irate expression, face twisted in pain. "Mommy, can't I just go back to my nest? I just wanna, slee-" Perchkit's words were cut off as his stomach suddenly gave a reflexive heave. Half-digested milk came spilling out, and as the kit looked at the mess on the den floor, there was a brightness mixed in. He'd seen enough warriors come back with wounds after the battle at the gathering to know that it was blood. "M-mommy?" he stammered, eyes wide with alarm and fear.

[Seraphon]

Leo the Loke

"O-ok," Perchkit murmured. This is exactly what he had been afraid of, getting poked. With another glance at his mother, who had reassured him that he'd feel better the little tabby tom rolled onto his back gingerly. He winced as she pressed don here and there. No place on his belly felt good, but when the medicine cat pressed where his stomach was, he yelped in pain and curled his body into a ball, defensively covering his abdomen. A sob racked his body. "That hurt!" he said, looking at Juniperpaw with an irate expression, face twisted in pain. "Mommy, can't I just go back to my nest? I just wanna, slee-" Perchkit's words were cut off as his stomach suddenly gave a reflexive heave. Half-digested milk came spilling out, and as the kit looked at the mess on the den floor, there was a brightness mixed in. He'd seen enough warriors come back with wounds after the battle at the gathering to know that it was blood. "M-mommy?" he stammered, eyes wide with alarm and fear.
Hollydawn nuzzled him,fear in her eyes,"y-you'll be ok, won't he Juniperpaw?" She turned to the medicine cat.

Mudnose padded into the den,"oh, there you are, I was looking to play w-" he cut himself off with a gasp when he saw the mess on the floor next to a crying Perchkit. With horror in his eyes he asked,"w-what h-happened!?"

[Tundra]

Charmer AbsurdJinx Leo the Loke

Bramble rushed into the medicine den. "What happened!" He meowed as he sat next to Hollydawn.
"What's wrong with Perchkit?" The tom dropped into a crouch and licked Perchkit's ears.

[Le writers block for first post]

[Charmer]

Charmer AbsurdJinx Leo the Loke

Bramble rushed into the medicine den. "What happened!" He meowed as he sat next to Hollydawn.
"What's wrong with Perchkit?" The tom dropped into a crouch and licked Perchkit's ears.

[Le writers block for first post]

AbsurdJinx Leo the Loke

Perchkit looked up, shakily, his little body trembling violently. "I'm sorry, daddy. I made a mess." Another violent heave overtook him, but this time there was nothing left in his stomach. Instead the little tom retched painfully for a few seconds before lying his head on his paws with a miserable groan. "My belly..."

[Tundra]

Bramble gently pressed his nose into his fur. "Shh. Shh. I'm not mad." He whispered. "I'm not mad. I'm just worried. I... I'm worried about you."

[Seraphon]

Bramble gently pressed his nose into his fur. "Shh. Shh. I'm not mad." He whispered. "I'm not mad. I'm just worried. I... I'm worried about you."
Hollydawn licked her sons head comfortingly, not knowing what to say.

Mudnose looked at Juniperpaw,"is there anything I can do to help?!"

Charmer AbsurdJinx

[AbsurdJinx]

Charmer Leo the Loke Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw felt her heart race nervously. So many cats were depending on her to save this poor kit. She sharply pulled her paws away the second Perchkit cried out, curling up even tighter due to intense pain. When a mixture of milk and blood erupted from his mouth, Juniperpaw knew the issue had to be internal. She didn't even know how to treat wounds from the outside - how would she treat the poor kit who was suffering from within? ``Just lie still, Perchkit, alright? Don't move. I must speak with your parents now.``


The apprentice then shuffled closer to Hollydawn and the other felines, a grim expression on her face. In a whisper low enough to be unheard by Perchkit, Juniperpaw passed on the news, ``I believe you're son is suffering from an internal issue. He's hurting from the inside, and I'm not aware of any herbs that can heal such a wound.`` She shook her head sadly, gazing sympathetically at Hollydawn. There was nothing Juniperpaw could do, unless...


``I- I can stop his pain,`` She croaked quietly, voice breaking with sadness. ``I- I can give him a painless journey to StarClan.`` Juniperpaw was offering to feed Perchkit a deathberry, which would send him into an endless sleep, but she would not give the suffering kit the berry without the family's permission.

[Seraphon]

Charmer Leo the Loke Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw felt her heart race nervously. So many cats were depending on her to save this poor kit. She sharply pulled her paws away the second Perchkit cried out, curling up even tighter due to intense pain. When a mixture of milk and blood erupted from his mouth, Juniperpaw knew the issue had to be internal. She didn't even know how to treat wounds from the outside - how would she treat the poor kit who was suffering from within? ``Just lie still, Perchkit, alright? Don't move. I must speak with your parents now.``


The apprentice then shuffled closer to Hollydawn and the other felines, a grim expression on her face. In a whisper low enough to be unheard by Perchkit, Juniperpaw passed on the news, ``I believe you're son is suffering from an internal issue. He's hurting from the inside, and I'm not aware of any herbs that can heal such a wound.`` She shook her head sadly, gazing sympathetically at Hollydawn. There was nothing Juniperpaw could do, unless...


``I- I can stop his pain,`` She croaked quietly, voice breaking with sadness. ``I- I can give him a painless journey to StarClan.`` Juniperpaw was offering to feed Perchkit a deathberry, which would send him into an endless sleep, but she would not give the suffering kit the berry without the family's permission.

"N-no I-I couldn't stand by and watch my son be killed... Even if painlessly... I would have to leave, and I think that would scare him. Isn't there anything you could do!? Yarrow!? Catmint!?" She was just blurting out random herbs now,"Juniper!? Borage!? Burdock!? Horsetail!?"

Mudnose looked sadly at Juniperpaw,"do you want me to get water for him?"

[AbsurdJinx]

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Juniperpaw looked to Mudnose, nodding in approval. She needed to convince Hollydawn that Perchkit would rather go painlessly than in pain. Surely she wouldn't let her own son suffer? ``Yes, please, that may be best.`` She then focused her attention on Hollydawn, gazing directly into the upset mother's eyes. She straightened her posture, hoping to get her point across by looking professional and confident. Juniperpaw spoke firmly, yet compassionately. She spoke like a mother scolding her kits, but she also spoke like she knew this wouldn't be easy. ``I'm sorry, Hollydawn, but I can't do anything else for him. I can only end his pain quickly and cleanly, or I can let him suffer. I won't make you watch, I won't make you stay, but it would be best for Perchkit if you stayed strong for him. I encourage you to go up to him, lie next to him, and talk to him without telling him the truth, without crying. Perchkit is relying on you to be strong for him. You can cry when its over. But first, how do you want it to end? Do you want him to go in pain, or painlessly? I'll give you time to decide. I understand this cannot be easy.``


And with that, Juniperpaw turned around and padded away from Hollydawn, closer to Perchkit and who she assumed was his father. She hoped the father would become involved in the conversation, she hoped he'd comfort Hollydawn and help decide Perchkit's fate. She figured she'd get him going. ``Excuse me?`` Juniperpaw meowed to Bramble. ``I believe Hollydawn would like to speak with you.`` She then crouched beside Perchkit, smiling softly at the kit. ``Don't you worry, Perchkit. I'm going to end your pain, alright?``

[Seraphon]

Charmer Leo the Loke @Spooky~Flameleaf


Juniperpaw looked to Mudnose, nodding in approval. She needed to convince Hollydawn that Perchkit would rather go painlessly than in pain. Surely she wouldn't let her own son suffer? ``Yes, please, that may be best.`` She then focused her attention on Hollydawn, gazing directly into the upset mother's eyes. She straightened her posture, hoping to get her point across by looking professional and confident. Juniperpaw spoke firmly, yet compassionately. She spoke like a mother scolding her kits, but she also spoke like she knew this wouldn't be easy. ``I'm sorry, Hollydawn, but I can't do anything else for him. I can only end his pain quickly and cleanly, or I can let him suffer. I won't make you watch, I won't make you stay, but it would be best for Perchkit if you stayed strong for him. I encourage you to go up to him, lie next to him, and talk to him without telling him the truth, without crying. Perchkit is relying on you to be strong for him. You can cry when its over. But first, how do you want it to end? Do you want him to go in pain, or painlessly? I'll give you time to decide. I understand this cannot be easy.``


And with that, Juniperpaw turned around and padded away from Hollydawn, closer to Perchkit and who she assumed was his father. She hoped the father would become involved in the conversation, she hoped he'd comfort Hollydawn and help decide Perchkit's fate. She figured she'd get him going. ``Excuse me?`` Juniperpaw meowed to Bramble. ``I believe Hollydawn would like to speak with you.`` She then crouched beside Perchkit, smiling softly at the kit. ``Don't you worry, Perchkit. I'm going to end your pain, alright?``

Mudnose nodded and paced around looking for a nice big chunk of moss. While he was looking though he couldn't suppress a sympathetic glacé in Hollydawn's direction. He had grown fond of Perchkit but surely not as fond as his mother was of him. He picked up the moss and soaked it nice and good in water. As soon as it was dripping wet and heaving in his jaws he slowly walked up to Perchkit, not wanting to swing or bounce the moss so that the kit would get the most water possible from this moss. He lowered his head and kept the moss right in front of the kit's nose but not putting it down, as he didn't want the little cat to be drinking any mud. He thought of the times he had played with the kit. Even sometimes when he tried his best Perchkit would win against him. But now, to see him as weak and scared as this broke Mudnose's heart. He felt, deep down in his soul that this kit would be welcomed into StarClan as a true and noble warrior, unlike some cats out there.

[Tundra]

Bramble flatted his ears. “What do you mean by painless way to StarClan?” He meowed with a hiss. “I don’t want my son to die! Please do something other than death!”

Charmer

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Juniperpaw looked to Mudnose, nodding in approval. She needed to convince Hollydawn that Perchkit would rather go painlessly than in pain. Surely she wouldn't let her own son suffer? ``Yes, please, that may be best.`` She then focused her attention on Hollydawn, gazing directly into the upset mother's eyes. She straightened her posture, hoping to get her point across by looking professional and confident. Juniperpaw spoke firmly, yet compassionately. She spoke like a mother scolding her kits, but she also spoke like she knew this wouldn't be easy. ``I'm sorry, Hollydawn, but I can't do anything else for him. I can only end his pain quickly and cleanly, or I can let him suffer. I won't make you watch, I won't make you stay, but it would be best for Perchkit if you stayed strong for him. I encourage you to go up to him, lie next to him, and talk to him without telling him the truth, without crying. Perchkit is relying on you to be strong for him. You can cry when its over. But first, how do you want it to end? Do you want him to go in pain, or painlessly? I'll give you time to decide. I understand this cannot be easy.``


And with that, Juniperpaw turned around and padded away from Hollydawn, closer to Perchkit and who she assumed was his father. She hoped the father would become involved in the conversation, she hoped he'd comfort Hollydawn and help decide Perchkit's fate. She figured she'd get him going. ``Excuse me?`` Juniperpaw meowed to Bramble. ``I believe Hollydawn would like to speak with you.`` She then crouched beside Perchkit, smiling softly at the kit. ``Don't you worry, Perchkit. I'm going to end your pain, alright?``


Mudnose nodded and paced around looking for a nice big chunk of moss. While he was looking though he couldn't suppress a sympathetic glacé in Hollydawn's direction. He had grown fond of Perchkit but surely not as fond as his mother was of him. He picked up the moss and soaked it nice and good in water. As soon as it was dripping wet and heaving in his jaws he slowly walked up to Perchkit, not wanting to swing or bounce the moss so that the kit would get the most water possible from this moss. He lowered his head and kept the moss right in front of the kit's nose but not putting it down, as he didn't want the little cat to be drinking any mud. He thought of the times he had played with the kit. Even sometimes when he tried his best Perchkit would win against him. But now, to see him as weak and scared as this broke Mudnose's heart. He felt, deep down in his soul that this kit would be welcomed into StarClan as a true and noble warrior, unlike some cats out there.
Bramble flatted his ears. “What do you mean by painless way to StarClan?” He meowed with a hiss. “I don’t want my son to die! Please do something other than death!”

Charmer

Hearing Juniperpaw's soothing and reassuring words, Perchkit turned his little head and looked at her with his amber eyes, a trusting smile on his face. "Thank you Juniperpaw." She seemed so nice, and his mom had told him he'd be ok, after all. He just wished Juniperpaw would go ahead and do whatever treatment was going to help. His belly felt like it was throbbing now with sharp, stabbing pain like when one of his siblings nicked him with a claw while playfighting.

Mudnose held the moss out in front of him and he took a tentative lap. Feeling that first drop of water on his tongue, the kit lost control and began to lap greedily at the water, suddenly feeling terribly parched. "Thank you, Mudnose," he said gratefully. "Can I have some more?" Mudnose had always been kind to him. Ever since the first time when he had played with Shardkit, and he had looked so big. But in the end, Perchkit had played and had a wonderful time. He secretly hoped the Mudnose might be his mentor someday. He was so focused on his talk with Mudnose, he didn't hear Juniperpaw talking with Bramble. Another spasm of his belly overtook him like a sneeze, and the water he had just drank was on the den floor with more fresh blood. Much more. The little tom wheezed painful, his head falling to the den floor as his eye-lids fluttered. "My...belly," he moaned.

[Seraphon]

Hearing Juniperpaw's soothing and reassuring words, Perchkit turned his little head and looked at her with his amber eyes, a trusting smile on his face. "Thank you Juniperpaw." She seemed so nice, and his mom had told him he'd be ok, after all. He just wished Juniperpaw would go ahead and do whatever treatment was going to help. His belly felt like it was throbbing now with sharp, stabbing pain like when one of his siblings nicked him with a claw while playfighting.

Mudnose held the moss out in front of him and he took a tentative lap. Feeling that first drop of water on his tongue, the kit lost control and began to lap greedily at the water, suddenly feeling terribly parched. "Thank you, Mudnose," he said gratefully. "Can I have some more?" Mudnose had always been kind to him. Ever since the first time when he had played with Shardkit, and he had looked so big. But in the end, Perchkit had played and had a wonderful time. He secretly hoped the Mudnose might be his mentor someday. He was so focused on his talk with Mudnose, he didn't hear Juniperpaw talking with Bramble. Another spasm of his belly overtook him like a sneeze, and the water he had just drank was on the den floor with more fresh blood. Much more. The little tom wheezed painful, his head falling to the den floor as his eye-lids fluttered. "My...belly," he moaned.
(DIS ALMOST MADE ME CRY CHARMER HOW COULD YOU!!!? WHY!!???? XD)

Mudnose nodded to Perchkit when he asked for more water, he had just gotten up to soak the moss again when Perchkit seemed to have another spas and all of a sudden there was another mess on the floor. Mudnose twisted his head around and put the moss between his shoulder blades still not wanting it to get muddy, then he turned to the medicine cat,"isn't there ANYTHING you could do to cure him?" And before the kit could ask why there was nothing to cure him already he added in,"faster?" So the kit knew,or thought he knew what Mudnose was talking about and so did the medicine cat.

(You know I kinda want Rainkit and Shardit to blame Mudnose because he "didn't bring the water fast enough" or "he infected Perchkit" and stuff and all the rumors will spread. Mudnose will exile himself and with no one close to him he'll start to lose feelings, but then-if Charmer wants to-Perchkit could visit him in a dream before all his faith in StarClan drains away too and then... And then... Idk what happens next XD)

AbsurdJinx
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Juniperpaw did not dare respond to Bramble's outcry. She couldn't, not when her ill patient was right beside her, weak and vulnerable. She flashed him a warning glare, silently telling him to lower his voice or he may upset Perchkit. She was aware that the kit seemed to be vomiting everything he swallowed, which is why she didn't get up right then and there to fetch a poppy seed for his pain. She highly doubted Perchkit would be able to successfully digest the seed, and she was beginning to doubt even a deathberry's success rate. Juniperpaw looked Perchkit, smiling warmly, before rising to her paws and approaching Hollydawn. ``What is it you would like to do?``

[Seraphon]

@Charmer (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=3886) @Spooky-Flameleaf (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=1478) @Leo the Loke (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=3338)


Juniperpaw did not dare respond to Bramble's outcry. She couldn't, not when her ill patient was right beside her, weak and vulnerable. She flashed him a warning glare, silently telling him to lower his voice or he may upset Perchkit. She was aware that the kit seemed to be vomiting everything he swallowed, which is why she didn't get up right then and there to fetch a poppy seed for his pain. She highly doubted Perchkit would be able to successfully digest the seed, and she was beginning to doubt even a deathberry's success rate. Juniperpaw looked Perchkit, smiling warmly, before rising to her paws and approaching Hollydawn. ``What is it you would like to do?``


"I-I" she looked at her paws and then whispered,"don't want his death to be painful..."

[Tundra]

Bramble flicked his tail in sorrow and crouched next to Perchkit again. "It's... It's gonna be alright." He whispered. "Your gonna be fine..."

AbsurdJinx Charmer Leo the Loke

[AbsurdJinx]

Charmer Leo the Loke Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw nodded. ``So it's settled.`` She swallowed painfully, not very eager to end a kit's life, even if it was for the better. Breathing heavily, Juniperpaw cast everyone in the den a quick glance. ``You are encouraged to stay and comfort Perchkit throughout this ordeal, but it is understood if you must leave.`` And with that, Juniperpaw neared Perchkit, lowering her head until she was level with him. ``I'm going to fetch the herb that will help you now, okay?`` She smiled softly, hiding the pain that stabbed her in the heart. And with that, Juniperpaw padded across the den to the herb storage to search for the signature red berry that would end the kit's misery. She intended to remain at her herb storage for a few moments, acting as if she couldn't find the deathberries when in reality she was making time for the family to say their goodbyes.

[Charmer]

"I-I" she looked at her paws and then whispered,"don't want his death to be painful..."
Bramble flicked his tail in sorrow and crouched next to Perchkit again. "It's... It's gonna be alright." He whispered. "Your gonna be fine..."

AbsurdJinx Charmer Leo the Loke

AbsurdJinx

Perchkit looked up at his father. Trusting eyes blurred with tears from the pain. "Ok daddy." If Bramble said everything would be ok, it must be true. His daddy was the biggest and strongest cat he knew. He could probably beat up whatever her made him sick. He tried to move closer to his father and nuzzle into his fur, but he found himself too weak to stand up again. "Mommy?" he called out, feeling anxious in this den with all these big cats making a fuss over him. "Can we snuggle?" He was starting to feel awfully cold. Nuzzling into his mother's warm fur felt like it would be the greatest feeling in the world.

[Tundra]

Leo the Loke AbsurdJinx Charmer

Bramble's eyes began to water.
He didn't want to see Perchkit die like this. But he didn't want to see him suffer either. Bramble blinked and a tear fell onto the sandy floor.
He sighed and began to groom Perchkit.

[Seraphon]

Leo the Loke AbsurdJinx Charmer

Bramble's eyes began to water.
He didn't want to see Perchkit die like this. But he didn't want to see him suffer either. Bramble blinked and a tear fell onto the sandy floor.
He sighed and began to groom Perchkit.
Hollydawn curled up around Perchkit,"of course, Perchkit," she knew this was the last time he would hear his name from her until she herself joined StarClan.

Charmer AbsurdJinx

[Charmer]

Charmer Leo the Loke Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw nodded. ``So it's settled.`` She swallowed painfully, not very eager to end a kit's life, even if it was for the better. Breathing heavily, Juniperpaw cast everyone in the den a quick glance. ``You are encouraged to stay and comfort Perchkit throughout this ordeal, but it is understood if you must leave.`` And with that, Juniperpaw neared Perchkit, lowering her head until she was level with him. ``I'm going to fetch the herb that will help you now, okay?`` She smiled softly, hiding the pain that stabbed her in the heart. And with that, Juniperpaw padded across the den to the herb storage to search for the signature red berry that would end the kit's misery. She intended to remain at her herb storage for a few moments, acting as if she couldn't find the deathberries when in reality she was making time for the family to say their goodbyes.

Leo the Loke AbsurdJinx Charmer

Bramble's eyes began to water.
He didn't want to see Perchkit die like this. But he didn't want to see him suffer either. Bramble blinked and a tear fell onto the sandy floor.
He sighed and began to groom Perchkit.
Hollydawn curled up around Perchkit,"of course, Perchkit," she knew this was the last time he would hear his name from her until she herself joined StarClan.

Charmer AbsurdJinx

Perchkit closed his eyes as he nestled into his mother's fur, the warm milk scent reminding him of the nursery. Soon he'd feel better and he's be back in his nest with his siblings. It was Shardkit's turn to be the invading rogue. Maybe they'd play clan invasion tomorrow if his belly stopped hurting. His father's rough tongue scraped across his fur. The little tom felt nice and safe here between his parents. Then he heard the sound of a drop of water hit the ground. Was Bramble... crying. "Don't cry, daddy." Perchkit rasped. His burned from the last vomiting fit. Another wave of pain racked his body, and the little kit spasmed and twitched as his stomach gave another violet heave. A trickle of blood ran from his parted jaws as he lie on the floor, eyes glazing over.

[Seraphon]

Perchkit closed his eyes as he nestled into his mother's fur, the warm milk scent reminding him of the nursery. Soon he'd feel better and he's be back in his nest with his siblings. It was Shardkit's turn to be the invading rogue. Maybe they'd play clan invasion tomorrow if his belly stopped hurting. His father's rough tongue scraped across his fur. The little tom felt nice and safe here between his parents. Then he heard the sound of a drop of water hit the ground. Was Bramble... crying. "Don't cry, daddy." Perchkit rasped. His burned from the last vomiting fit. Another wave of pain racked his body, and the little kit spasmed and twitched as his stomach gave another violet heave. A trickle of blood ran from his parted jaws as he lie on the floor, eyes glazing over.
Hollydawn shushed him,"just- try to fall asleep."

Mudnose knew he wouldn't be part of this because he wasn't part of the family but he couldn't suppress a tear. This was the last time he would ever see the kit before he himself went to StarClan. The kit would never grow up or enjoy being a warrior, fighting for his Clan.

[Tundra]

Bramble gently wrapped his paws around Perchkit in a hug.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I wish you weren't sick. I wish you would stay with us..."
AbsurdJinx

[Seraphon]

Charmer

[Charmer]

Hollydawn shushed him,"just- try to fall asleep."

Mudnose knew he wouldn't be part of this because he wasn't part of the family but he couldn't suppress a tear. This was the last time he would ever see the kit before he himself went to StarClan. The kit would never grow up or enjoy being a warrior, fighting for his Clan.
Bramble gently wrapped his paws around Perchkit in a hug.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I wish you weren't sick. I wish you would stay with us..."
AbsurdJinx

AbsurdJinx

Perchkit panted heavily, fighting the next spasm he could feel building within his little body. He reached out a paw toward Bramble, but couldn't quite reach the tom and didn't have the strength to get up again. "I'm right here daddy," he said sweetly, not understanding the gravity of his father's words. He felt like he could have fallen asleep here, nice and safe between the cats he loved most. If it weren't for this awful pain. Another wave of agony crashed over him, making his body twitch. When the fit was over, he looked pleadingly at the area where the medicine cat had gone, hoping she'd be back soon to help him stop hurting.

[AbsurdJinx]

Charmer Spooky-Flameleaf Leo the Loke


Juniperpaw returned from the herb storage after a brief look over her shoulder to see if the family were still exchanging goodbyes. When she was satisfied that the family had said their peace, Juniperpaw rolled a round and red berry off a shelf and onto a harmless leaf. She wrapped the berry in the leaf, scooping the leaf gently into the air. Juniperpaw reluctantly approached the hurting felines, knowing it would be herself who would destroy their family. She blinked the tears from her eyes and shook the tension from her shoulders. She must be strong for her patient.


The young she-cat halted before the kit, lowering her head to softly lay the leaf wrap at Perchkit's front. The leaf uncurled, revealing a shiny red berry. Juniperpaw nudged the berry towards Perchkit. ``Eat this, little one. It will make you feel better.`` She continued to smile warmly at Perchkit, eager to make the young tom feel safe and comfortable during his last moments. She also stood right in front of him, in case she'd have to jump in and help the kit keep the herb down instead of vomiting it. However, Juniperpaw didn't think she had it in her to force the poisonous berry down the kit's throat. She wished she could've done more for poor Perchkit.

[Tundra]

Bramble watched as let laid next to Perchkit. At the sight of the red berry he let out a soft breath of terror. He opened his jaws to speak,
but closed them knowing there was nothing he could do.

[Charmer]

Charmer Spooky-Flameleaf Leo the Loke


Juniperpaw returned from the herb storage after a brief look over her shoulder to see if the family were still exchanging goodbyes. When she was satisfied that the family had said their peace, Juniperpaw rolled a round and red berry off a shelf and onto a harmless leaf. She wrapped the berry in the leaf, scooping the leaf gently into the air. Juniperpaw reluctantly approached the hurting felines, knowing it would be herself who would destroy their family. She blinked the tears from her eyes and shook the tension from her shoulders. She must be strong for her patient.


The young she-cat halted before the kit, lowering her head to softly lay the leaf wrap at Perchkit's front. The leaf uncurled, revealing a shiny red berry. Juniperpaw nudged the berry towards Perchkit. ``Eat this, little one. It will make you feel better.`` She continued to smile warmly at Perchkit, eager to make the young tom feel safe and comfortable during his last moments. She also stood right in front of him, in case she'd have to jump in and help the kit keep the herb down instead of vomiting it. However, Juniperpaw didn't think she had it in her to force the poisonous berry down the kit's throat. She wished she could've done more for poor Perchkit.

Bramble watched as let laid next to Perchkit. At the sight of the red berry he let out a soft breath of terror. He opened his jaws to speak,
but closed them knowing there was nothing he could do.

As the bright red berry sat just in front of Perchkit's nose, he thought about how pretty and red it looked. Weakly, he parted his jaws, and took it in his mouth. It was bitter in his mouth and he grimaced. "It doesn't taste good," he murmured sourly. He had heard that medicine cats made you eat yucky plants, but he didn't realize how yucky. "Can I have some more wat-" a coughing fit took hold of the kit all of a sudden, and tiny flecks of red berry skin sprayed out. He could feel the muscles in his stomach starting to spasm again, to make him lurch, and a cry escaped him as he anticipated the pain to come. But just as suddenly as the pain built up, it vanished. He didn't feel any pain. He didn't feel anything at all. His body had suddenly gone numb. Terrified, he took several rapid breaths as he struggled to get enough air. His head became foggy, like the moment just before he fell asleep listening to the elders tell a story. "I-I..." Darkness took him, and he felt himself fall away.

Okapi
(Okapi was nice enough to give him an escort to Starclan. :) )

[Tundra]

Bramble wrapped his paw around the dead Perchkit. His tail was pulled next to him. Regardless of knowing that Perchkit was dead,
Bramble began to groom his fur.

[Mango]

As the bright red berry sat just in front of Perchkit's nose, he thought about how pretty and red it looked. Weakly, he parted his jaws, and took it in his mouth. It was bitter in his mouth and he grimaced. "It doesn't taste good," he murmured sourly. He had heard that medicine cats made you eat yucky plants, but he didn't realize how yucky. "Can I have some more wat-" a coughing fit took hold of the kit all of a sudden, and tiny flecks of red berry skin sprayed out. He could feel the muscles in his stomach starting to spasm again, to make him lurch, and a cry escaped him as he anticipated the pain to come. But just as suddenly as the pain built up, it vanished. He didn't feel any pain. He didn't feel anything at all. His body had suddenly gone numb. Terrified, he took several rapid breaths as he struggled to get enough air. His head became foggy, like the moment just before he fell asleep listening to the elders tell a story. "I-I..." Darkness took him, and he felt himself fall away.

Okapi
(Okapi was nice enough to give him an escort to Starclan. :) )
Whiskerkit glanced at Pearchkit, Aww...poor kit. Didn't you learn about the red berries... she smiled softly,"Hello Perchkit." She wasn't see-through but glowing and being clearly a ghost might frighten the kit.

[Charmer]

Bramble wrapped his paw around the dead Perchkit. His tail was pulled next to him. Regardless of knowing that Perchkit was dead,
Bramble began to groom his fur.
Whiskerkit glanced at Pearchkit, Aww...poor kit. Didn't you learn about the red berries... she smiled softly,"Hello Perchkit." She wasn't see-through but glowing and being clearly a ghost might frighten the kit.

Leo the Loke
AbsurdJinx

Perchkit didn't open his eyes so much as suddenly realize he could see. With a gasp, he realized he was looking down at his own body. there was his father, holding him close as he groomed his fur. And there was his mother snuggled next to him, and Juniperpaw standing nearby, and Mudnose too. He was above them all. The pain was gone and he felt lighter than air. He turned to the kit behind him. She knew his name. "Wh-Who are you? What happened?"

[Mango]

Leo the Loke
AbsurdJinx

Perchkit didn't open his eyes so much as suddenly realize he could see. With a gasp, he realized he was looking down at his own body. there was his father, holding him close as he groomed his fur. And there was his mother snuggled next to him, and Juniperpaw standing nearby, and Mudnose too. He was above them all. The pain was gone and he felt lighter than air. He turned to the kit behind him. She knew his name. "Wh-Who are you? What happened?"
Whiskerkit sighed,” I’m Whiskerkit, you know that. You died. I’m here to guide you to Starclan your home. You’ll be able to watch over your mother and father.” She meowed

[Seraphon]

Leo the Loke
AbsurdJinx

Perchkit didn't open his eyes so much as suddenly realize he could see. With a gasp, he realized he was looking down at his own body. there was his father, holding him close as he groomed his fur. And there was his mother snuggled next to him, and Juniperpaw standing nearby, and Mudnose too. He was above them all. The pain was gone and he felt lighter than air. He turned to the kit behind him. She knew his name. "Wh-Who are you? What happened?"
Hollydawn buried her face in Perchkits tiny body that was growing cold and sobbed.

Mudnose shed afew tears and had to suppress joining Hollydawn.

@Spooky-Flameleaf AbsurdJinx

[AbsurdJinx]

Leo the Loke Charmer @Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw only displayed a neutral amount of sympathy, careful to not lose herself when the cats around her only needed her to be strong. She wasn't looking to be completely emotionless, and she highly doubted she'd be capable of appearing in such a way, but she refused to express all her emotions which were so powerful she was sure they'd overpower her. ``I can at least offer him a peaceful journey to StarClan.`` Juniperpaw looked at each cat in the den before inching forward to stand at Perchkit's limp head. ``Let us give thanks to StarClan for Perchkit's life. His memory will never slip from our minds, and now we commend his spirit to our warrior ancestors. May he watch over us from silverpelt.`` Juniperpaw dipped her head in respect, pressing her nose to the deceased kit's forehead.


``Would you like to sit vigil? I could prepare his body for that event? Or would you rather we immediately put him to rest by burying him?`` Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke, glancing softly at the felines around her.

[Charmer]

Whiskerkit sighed,” I’m Whiskerkit, you know that. You died. I’m here to guide you to Starclan your home. You’ll be able to watch over your mother and father.” She meowed
Leo the Loke Charmer @Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw only displayed a neutral amount of sympathy, careful to not lose herself when the cats around her only needed her to be strong. She wasn't looking to be completely emotionless, and she highly doubted she'd be capable of appearing in such a way, but she refused to express all her emotions which were so powerful she was sure they'd overpower her. ``I can at least offer him a peaceful journey to StarClan.`` Juniperpaw looked at each cat in the den before inching forward to stand at Perchkit's limp head. ``Let us give thanks to StarClan for Perchkit's life. His memory will never slip from our minds, and now we commend his spirit to our warrior ancestors. May he watch over us from silverpelt.`` Juniperpaw dipped her head in respect, pressing her nose to the deceased kit's forehead.


``Would you like to sit vigil? I could prepare his body for that event? Or would you rather we immediately put him to rest by burying him?`` Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke, glancing softly at the felines around her.


Flameleaf

"Oh..." Perchkit said outloud. It was a lot to take in. He had died. The berried hadn't made him better at all, they had only made him die faster. A small part of him wanted to be angry, but the memory of the awful pain still lingered and he was glad to be rid of it. Perchkit looked over his shoulder watching as his mother, cried and Juniperpaw thanked Starclan for his life. "Will my mom and dad be ok?" He asked Whiskerkit. He knew that he'd have to go to Starclan regardless, but he just wanted to know that much before he followed the little kit into the starry sky.

[Tundra]

Bramble flattemdd his ears.
"I would like to sit vigil." The tom replied, not taking his eyes off of the small kit.

[Mango]

Flameleaf

"Oh..." Perchkit said outloud. It was a lot to take in. He had died. The berried hadn't made him better at all, they had only made him die faster. A small part of him wanted to be angry, but the memory of the awful pain still lingered and he was glad to be rid of it. Perchkit looked over his shoulder watching as his mother, cried and Juniperpaw thanked Starclan for his life. "Will my mom and dad be ok?" He asked Whiskerkit. He knew that he'd have to go to Starclan regardless, but he just wanted to know that much before he followed the little kit into the starry sky.
Whiskerkit nodded,” They are just grieving. It may take a little while, but every cat recovers from grief. Don’t blame Juniperpaw for feeding you the berry. He was trying to help you.” He meowed.

[Seraphon]

Leo the Loke Charmer @Spooky-Flameleaf


Juniperpaw only displayed a neutral amount of sympathy, careful to not lose herself when the cats around her only needed her to be strong. She wasn't looking to be completely emotionless, and she highly doubted she'd be capable of appearing in such a way, but she refused to express all her emotions which were so powerful she was sure they'd overpower her. ``I can at least offer him a peaceful journey to StarClan.`` Juniperpaw looked at each cat in the den before inching forward to stand at Perchkit's limp head. ``Let us give thanks to StarClan for Perchkit's life. His memory will never slip from our minds, and now we commend his spirit to our warrior ancestors. May he watch over us from silverpelt.`` Juniperpaw dipped her head in respect, pressing her nose to the deceased kit's forehead.


``Would you like to sit vigil? I could prepare his body for that event? Or would you rather we immediately put him to rest by burying him?`` Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke, glancing softly at the felines around her.

Hollydawn nodded in agreement with Bramble,"I-it's a tradition... Isn't it...?"
Flameleaf

[AbsurdJinx]

Charmer Leo the Loke Flameleaf
[ I invite you guys to continue the rp in the Med Den until the goodbyes have been officially said. However, Juni's going to have to tend to some other patients around them ]


Juniperpaw nodded. ``Of course,`` she meowed softly. She began the process of preparing Perchkit's body, maneuvering his limbs so his forearms were tucked beneath his and his haunches were pressed against his flanks. His head rest limply against the ground. It was almost like the kit had fallen asleep. Juniperpaw rushed off to find the rosemary, which she would decorate his body with. She's seen this ceremony done so many times, she knew which leaves to rub over him to rid his body of the scent of death. Using rosemary, Juniperpaw began to lay the leaves over his body, slowly ridding the kit's pelt of its death scent. Finally, Juniperpaw stepped back, lowering her head to press her nose to Perchkit's forehead. ``May you find peace in StarClan, Perchkit.`` She took a moment to breathe in her first patient's fading scent before stepping back and leaving the family to grieve the loss of precious life.




Duststorm


Juniperpaw left the grieving family to mourn their awful loss, slowly sulking over to her herb store to fix the mess she created in her search for the deathberries that were well-hidden. She picked up fallen leaves and seeds, placing them in their respectful groove. Of course, she didn't yet know the use or even the names of these herbs, but she was able to place them based off appearances and texture. She was sitting at the base of her herb store, gently messing with each slot just to keep busy. She didn't want to think about her first patient - a defenseless kit - who she had lost. She didn't want to think about the fact that her first patient's family was grieving just behind her - all because Juniperpaw didn't know how to use herbs. What a lovely medicine cat I am!

[Tundra]

Bramble nodded. “I believe so.” He replied without taking his eyes off of the dead kit. He nudged the lifeless body and flattened his ears.

[Charmer]

Flameleaf Leo the Loke
AbsurdJinx Okapi

Perchkit listened to the starry kit, and looked at his parents. He wished he could grow up with them instead of just watching over them, but he supposed this was the best he could do now. He felt himself drifting down until he was in front of his parents, and ever so gently, he pressed his starry nose against theirs. "Don't cry mom and dad. I'll look after you from now on." He spared a glance at Mudnose. "Play again with me someday, ok?" Perchkit had a feeling they wouldn't hear him, but it felt good to say nonetheless. He floated back up to Whiskerkit, who was waiting for him. "I'm ready now," he said sadly. "Let's go."

[Mango]

Flameleaf Leo the Loke
AbsurdJinx Okapi

Perchkit listened to the starry kit, and looked at his parents. He wished he could grow up with them instead of just watching over them, but he supposed this was the best he could do now. He felt himself drifting down until he was in front of his parents, and ever so gently, he pressed his starry nose against theirs. "Don't cry mom and dad. I'll look after you from now on." He spared a glance at Mudnose. "Play again with me someday, ok?" Perchkit had a feeling they wouldn't hear him, but it felt good to say nonetheless. He floated back up to Whiskerkit, who was waiting for him. "I'm ready now," he said sadly. "Let's go."
Whiskerkit nodded softly remembering her death I'm so proud of my father,Shinefang is the Medicine Cat. Slatefur is with me in Starclan. Oh well... she whisked her tail,"Alright." She began to walk upward towards Starclan (I think that's how you go to Starclan?)

[Charmer]

Whiskerkit nodded softly remembering her death I'm so proud of my father,Shinefang is the Medicine Cat. Slatefur is with me in Starclan. Oh well... she whisked her tail,"Alright." She began to walk upward towards Starclan (I think that's how you go to Starclan?)

Flameleaf Leo the Loke
AbsurdJinx Okapi

(Seems legit to me)

Perchkit followed along after the little shecat, watching over his parents over his shoulder as he began to drift on and fade.

(Thank you everyone! )

[Tundra]

[Welcome!]
[Wait? Is that the end?]

[Dust]

Duststorm
Juniperpaw left the grieving family to mourn their awful loss, slowly sulking over to her herb store to fix the mess she created in her search for the deathberries that were well-hidden. She picked up fallen leaves and seeds, placing them in their respectful groove. Of course, she didn't yet know the use or even the names of these herbs, but she was able to place them based off appearances and texture. She was sitting at the base of her herb store, gently messing with each slot just to keep busy. She didn't want to think about her first patient - a defenseless kit - who she had lost. She didn't want to think about the fact that her first patient's family was grieving just behind her - all because Juniperpaw didn't know how to use herbs. What a lovely medicine cat I am!


The air was tense. That definitely wasn't what she had anticipated or expected as the old cat made her way into the medicine den. With the recent disappearance of Geckoleaf, it pained the elder to have to ask this young apprentice to do such a heavy task. With a grunt, Phantomwhisper took a feeble step towards Juniperpaw, her voice raspy as she meowed a greeting. "Hello there young one." Phantomwhisper dipped her head respectfully, sliding down onto the floor of the den. Once a strong warrior, the elder was now emaciated, her fur patchy and coarse. Letting out a soft sigh, she waited patiently for the medicine cat to approach her.

[AbsurdJinx]

The air was tense. That definitely wasn't what she had anticipated or expected as the old cat made her way into the medicine den. With the recent disappearance of Geckoleaf, it pained the elder to have to ask this young apprentice to do such a heavy task. With a grunt, Phantomwhisper took a feeble step towards Juniperpaw, her voice raspy as she meowed a greeting. "Hello there young one." Phantomwhisper dipped her head respectfully, sliding down onto the floor of the den. Once a strong warrior, the elder was now emaciated, her fur patchy and coarse. Letting out a soft sigh, she waited patiently for the medicine cat to approach her.

Juniperpaw heard light steps approach behind her, and she glanced over her shoulder to see a silver tabby near her. Juniperpaw recognized this feline as Phantomwhisper, and she greeted the older she-cat with an inviting smile. ``Hey, Phantomwhisper. What's up?`` Concern flooded the apprentice's green eyes as Phantomwhisper slid to the ground, and she briefly scanned the older cat's aging pelt. Juniperpaw rushed forward, lowering her head until she was level with Phantomwhisper's eyes. She found herself inhaling a sickly scent, and she fought the urge to wrinkle her nose in disgust. ``Are you okay? What can I do for you?``

[Dust]

Juniperpaw heard light steps approach behind her, and she glanced over her shoulder to see a silver tabby near her. Juniperpaw recognized this feline as Phantomwhisper, and she greeted the older she-cat with an inviting smile. ``Hey, Phantomwhisper. What's up?`` Concern flooded the apprentice's green eyes as Phantomwhisper slid to the ground, and she briefly scanned the older cat's aging pelt. Juniperpaw rushed forward, lowering her head until she was level with Phantomwhisper's eyes. She found herself inhaling a sickly scent, and she fought the urge to wrinkle her nose in disgust. ``Are you okay? What can I do for you?``


Phantomwhisper inhaled a shaky breath, her tail brushing against the den floor. Age was catching up to her, so was the burning white hot pain in her abdomen. Even now with her skinny frame, her stomach region was bloated and hard as a rock. "Something.. for the pain." She meowed slowly, her eyes closing for a brief moment as she rolled onto her side. "My stomach hurts, It hasn't gotten better so I decided to come see you for something to make it better." That wasn't completely the truth; she had wanted the other to help her on her passage to Starclan, but not quite yet. Phantomwhisper wanted to see if Juniperpaw was able to cure the pain and if not, she atleast wanted to reassure the young cat that it wasn't her fault if all options failed. Eyes rounded with distress as a sudden pain gripped her, she let out a grunt and curled into herself, her claws extending into the air. "It feels like all've eaten is spoiled prey." She noted quietly as the pain subsided.

[AbsurdJinx]

Phantomwhisper inhaled a shaky breath, her tail brushing against the den floor. Age was catching up to her, so was the burning white hot pain in her abdomen. Even now with her skinny frame, her stomach region was bloated and hard as a rock. "Something.. for the pain." She meowed slowly, her eyes closing for a brief moment as she rolled onto her side. "My stomach hurts, It hasn't gotten better so I decided to come see you for something to make it better." That wasn't completely the truth; she had wanted the other to help her on her passage to Starclan, but not quite yet. Phantomwhisper wanted to see if Juniperpaw was able to cure the pain and if not, she atleast wanted to reassure the young cat that it wasn't her fault if all options failed. Eyes rounded with distress as a sudden pain gripped her, she let out a grunt and curled into herself, her claws extending into the air. "It feels like all've eaten is spoiled prey." She noted quietly as the pain subsided.

Juniperpaw was afraid she would be tending to another Perchkit who had internal injuries which she could not treat, resulting in Juniperpaw feeding the young tom-kit deathberries in order to end his pain. The apprentice's fur bristled nervously, and through wide eyes she scanned Phantomwhisper's flank. ``I- I'm going to press on your stomach, okay? Tell me if I hurt you.`` Juniperpaw decided to do the same thing she'd done with Perchkit. Oh, how she hoped Phantomwhisper had eaten spoiled prey!


Juniperpaw wandered over to the older she-cat's side, rocking back on her haunches and straightening her tail out in order to maintain balance. Casting the elder feline a cautious glance, Juniperpaw raised her paws to the older cat's stomach. With a breathy inhale, she gently pressed her paws to the feline's stomach, carefully moving her feet to different places. She searched for anything odd, such as hardness. Juniperpaw was beginning to fear this session would end with death.

[Dust]

Juniperpaw was afraid she would be tending to another Perchkit who had internal injuries which she could not treat, resulting in Juniperpaw feeding the young tom-kit deathberries in order to end his pain. The apprentice's fur bristled nervously, and through wide eyes she scanned Phantomwhisper's flank. ``I- I'm going to press on your stomach, okay? Tell me if I hurt you.`` Juniperpaw decided to do the same thing she'd done with Perchkit. Oh, how she hoped Phantomwhisper had eaten spoiled prey!


Juniperpaw wandered over to the older she-cat's side, rocking back on her haunches and straightening her tail out in order to maintain balance. Casting the elder feline a cautious glance, Juniperpaw raised her paws to the older cat's stomach. With a breathy inhale, she gently pressed her paws to the feline's stomach, carefully moving her feet to different places. She searched for anything odd, such as hardness. Juniperpaw was beginning to fear this session would end with death.


Sprawled onto her side, the elder's tail whipped violently back in forth in anticipation of pain. It hurt so bad sometimes, she had barely been able to move from her own nest. Apprentice's constantly feeding and grooming her? It just wasn't the quality of life she had wanted for herself.A long sigh left her lungs as Juniperpaw began to press at her stomach, her eyes wearily focused on the younger cat.

Nothing there.... Nothing there...

Phantomwhisper jolted as Juniperpaw connected with a spot located right below her thigh. The fur on her spine lifted. Gritting her teeth, she held back a pained yowl, her paws locked in a spasm that caused her claws to sheathe and unsheathe repeatedly. "Right there!" She whined quietly.

[AbsurdJinx]

Sprawled onto her side, the elder's tail whipped violently back in forth in anticipation of pain. It hurt so bad sometimes, she had barely been able to move from her own nest. Apprentice's constantly feeding and grooming her? It just wasn't the quality of life she had wanted for herself.A long sigh left her lungs as Juniperpaw began to press at her stomach, her eyes wearily focused on the younger cat.

Nothing there.... Nothing there...

Phantomwhisper jolted as Juniperpaw connected with a spot located right below her thigh. The fur on her spine lifted. Gritting her teeth, she held back a pained yowl, her paws locked in a spasm that caused her claws to sheathe and unsheathe repeatedly. "Right there!" She whined quietly.

Juniperpaw was quick to pull back, staring blankly at the spot that had brought indescribable pain to Phantomwhisper. She couldn't find anything odd about that certain area; at least, nothing visible... Juniperpaw froze as a thought suddenly pierced her, I'll have to help end another cat's misery. Sure, it was often something others would be happy to do - ending anothers' misery, that is, but not when it meant killing them. Well, some cats would like to do that. Some cats would appreciate murder, but Juniperpaw wasn't one of them.


Juniperpaw felt tears lace her eyes, and she cleared her throat while whipping around and pacing towards her herb store in an attempt to hide her fear and pain. She had to be strong for her patients, whether they be defenseless kits, tired elders, or even capable warriors. It was Juniperpaw's duty as a medicine cat to be strong for her clanmates, even if she was only still a kit just out of the nursery. Blinking the wetness from her dark green eyes, Juniperpaw dug through the herbs that were nameless to her having not learned their names or their uses. She pretended to be searching for something when in reality she was only buying herself some time to figure out how to break the news to Phantomwhisper. Juniperpaw could not help her.


Finally, Juniperpaw spun around. Her eyes were soft and inviting, and a weak smile could be found on her face. ``Phantomwhisper...`` The young feline paused, doubting herself and what she was going to say. Perhaps if she'd trained harder she would have the ability to save Phantomwhisper? Maybe if she'd accepted Daydream offer to check in on her every other day then these deaths wouldn't of happened, or wouldn't happen? Juniperpaw just felt as if she could've done so much more. ``I'm sorry. I- I can't do anything to help you.``

[AbsurdJinx]

@RedHead (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=40)

Juniperpaw was currently curled in her nest, her muscles tense and a bundle of thoughts bouncing around her head. She felt her heart tighten due to pain over the current situation. She was beginning to think she wasn't cut out to be a medicine cat. She hasn't been able to help her clanmates because her knowledge of herbs was so low, and some of her clanmates still resented her for replacing Cricketpaw and then Geckoleaf. Russetstar had resented her as well, and she hadn't spoken to him since her ceremony where he clearly displayed his disapproval. She was too scared to approach Fallenstream, who she feared would treat her similarly, but now that he was leader, she'd have no choice but to work with him. Juniperpaw was terribly afraid. She hadn't told anyone about the loss of her patients, not even Daydream or Shinefang whom she looked at as family. And they couldn't help her, not from their camps. Juniperpaw, at merely seven moons old, carried the weight of the entire clan on her shoulders.

[RedHead]

@RedHead (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=40)

Juniperpaw was currently curled in her nest, her muscles tense and a bundle of thoughts bouncing around her head. She felt her heart tighten due to pain over the current situation. She was beginning to think she wasn't cut out to be a medicine cat. She hasn't been able to help her clanmates because her knowledge of herbs was so low, and some of her clanmates still resented her for replacing Cricketpaw and then Geckoleaf. Russetstar had resented her as well, and she hadn't spoken to him since her ceremony where he clearly displayed his disapproval. She was too scared to approach Fallenstream, who she feared would treat her similarly, but now that he was leader, she'd have no choice but to work with him. Juniperpaw was terribly afraid. She hadn't told anyone about the loss of her patients, not even Daydream or Shinefang whom she looked at as family. And they couldn't help her, not from their camps. Juniperpaw, at merely seven moons old, carried the weight of the entire clan on her shoulders.




Quietly poking her head through the den, Settingpaw's blue eyes widened at the sight of it. Her nose twitched slightly as the smells hit her nose, making her want to sneeze, but breathe them all in deeply at the same time. "Wow, I haven't been in one of these for a long time." She muttered under her breath, padding deeper into the medicine den. The last time she had been in a medicine cat's den was in Thunderclan, when she was a mere kit, going in for a checkup of her brother, who was sick. She remembered he had ended up dying, so that wasn't a pleasant memory. But remember Settingpaw. You're in Riverclan now. It's different. The young apprentice had hoped when she came to this clan to be reunited with her father, but so far, that hadn't gone so well. She hadn't even talked to him! But she had only been here for one day, having arrived early yesterday morning.
While she was looking around, Settingpaw reminded herself she was supposed to be looking for the medicine cat. She had been told that she was very young still, and Setting felt sympathy for the young cat. Even though she hadn't met her yet, she wouldn't know what she would do if she was a full medicine cat at the age she was currently. Spotting a cat curled in a nest, Settingpaw supposed that was Juniperpaw. She didn't know what she looked like, but this cat looked younger, so she decided to approach her. "Um, sorry to disturb you, but are you the medicine cat?"

[Dust]

Juniperpaw was quick to pull back, staring blankly at the spot that had brought indescribable pain to Phantomwhisper. She couldn't find anything odd about that certain area; at least, nothing visible... Juniperpaw froze as a thought suddenly pierced her, I'll have to help end another cat's misery. Sure, it was often something others would be happy to do - ending anothers' misery, that is, but not when it meant killing them. Well, some cats would like to do that. Some cats would appreciate murder, but Juniperpaw wasn't one of them.


Juniperpaw felt tears lace her eyes, and she cleared her throat while whipping around and pacing towards her herb store in an attempt to hide her fear and pain. She had to be strong for her patients, whether they be defenseless kits, tired elders, or even capable warriors. It was Juniperpaw's duty as a medicine cat to be strong for her clanmates, even if she was only still a kit just out of the nursery. Blinking the wetness from her dark green eyes, Juniperpaw dug through the herbs that were nameless to her having not learned their names or their uses. She pretended to be searching for something when in reality she was only buying herself some time to figure out how to break the news to Phantomwhisper. Juniperpaw could not help her.


Finally, Juniperpaw spun around. Her eyes were soft and inviting, and a weak smile could be found on her face. ``Phantomwhisper...`` The young feline paused, doubting herself and what she was going to say. Perhaps if she'd trained harder she would have the ability to save Phantomwhisper? Maybe if she'd accepted Daydream offer to check in on her every other day then these deaths wouldn't of happened, or wouldn't happen? Juniperpaw just felt as if she could've done so much more. ``I'm sorry. I- I can't do anything to help you.``



(Oof sorry this took a bit! If you need to speed it up to get to other patients just let me know!)

The elder remained on her side, her chest heaving as a weary sigh left her throat. She had been expecting this. She had hoped something would help her. Slowly and ever so gingerly, Phantomwhisper rolled onto her belly and shakily rose to her paws, sitting back down as she ushered the young cat forward. She began to speak, her voice raspy as she held back a few tears, a lump settled in her throat.

"I would be lying if I said I didn't expect this..." A silence passed over her as a spasm of pain shook her body. After it passed, she continued a bit winded. "This isn't your fault, you're barely just an apprentice. I'm sorry to task you with something like this. Honestly, I was practicing what to say before I came." Phantomwhisper admitted, her voice light with humour. It faded quickly. "I came to see if you could assist me to Starclan. I've lived a good life... I've served my clan, I've watched it rise and fall. I've seen the trees wither and die for many moons." She paused as her gaze seemingly fell onto nothing but quickly redirected onto the medicine cat, soft but intense.

"The sun will rise again tomorrow. Some things just can't be helped... I'm an old cat." A hoarse chuckle left her throat as she shook her head slowly and nodded towards the direction of the herb store. "Your job as a medicine cat is to help your clan. I'm asking that you help me get rid of this pain, even if it is difficult for you."

[AbsurdJinx]

Quietly poking her head through the den, Settingpaw's blue eyes widened at the sight of it. Her nose twitched slightly as the smells hit her nose, making her want to sneeze, but breathe them all in deeply at the same time. "Wow, I haven't been in one of these for a long time." She muttered under her breath, padding deeper into the medicine den. The last time she had been in a medicine cat's den was in Thunderclan, when she was a mere kit, going in for a checkup of her brother, who was sick. She remembered he had ended up dying, so that wasn't a pleasant memory. But remember Settingpaw. You're in Riverclan now. It's different. The young apprentice had hoped when she came to this clan to be reunited with her father, but so far, that hadn't gone so well. She hadn't even talked to him! But she had only been here for one day, having arrived early yesterday morning.
While she was looking around, Settingpaw reminded herself she was supposed to be looking for the medicine cat. She had been told that she was very young still, and Setting felt sympathy for the young cat. Even though she hadn't met her yet, she wouldn't know what she would do if she was a full medicine cat at the age she was currently. Spotting a cat curled in a nest, Settingpaw supposed that was Juniperpaw. She didn't know what she looked like, but this cat looked younger, so she decided to approach her. "Um, sorry to disturb you, but are you the medicine cat?"



Juniperpaw didn't even hear Settingpaw's approaching pawsteps, having been so engulfed in her own thoughts. She finally realized someone was in her den, looking for her attention, when she heard a quiet, questioning voice from a few tail-lengths away. Juniperpaw raised her head, looking over her shoulder to meet the gaze of her next patient. She hoped this feline wasn't dying of some internal injury, resulting in the young medicine cat having to feed her deathberries to put an end to her misery. That had happened twice too many times.


``Oh,`` she meowed, somewhat surprised to see a she-cat just a little older than herself. Juniperpaw adjusted her position, scrambling to her paws and turning to face the other molly. ``Actually, yes, I am. Juniperpaw at your service, what may I do for you?`` With an incredibly small knowledge of herbs, there wasn't much Juniperpaw could tend to, but she would later be visiting both ShadowClan camp and SkyClan camp for training with the other medicine cats.



(Oof sorry this took a bit! If you need to speed it up to get to other patients just let me know!)

The elder remained on her side, her chest heaving as a weary sigh left her throat. She had been expecting this. She had hoped something would help her. Slowly and ever so gingerly, Phantomwhisper rolled onto her belly and shakily rose to her paws, sitting back down as she ushered the young cat forward. She began to speak, her voice raspy as she held back a few tears, a lump settled in her throat.

"I would be lying if I said I didn't expect this..." A silence passed over her as a spasm of pain shook her body. After it passed, she continued a bit winded. "This isn't your fault, you're barely just an apprentice. I'm sorry to task you with something like this. Honestly, I was practicing what to say before I came." Phantomwhisper admitted, her voice light with humour. It faded quickly. "I came to see if you could assist me to Starclan. I've lived a good life... I've served my clan, I've watched it rise and fall. I've seen the trees wither and die for many moons." She paused as her gaze seemingly fell onto nothing but quickly redirected onto the medicine cat, soft but intense.

"The sun will rise again tomorrow. Some things just can't be helped... I'm an old cat." A hoarse chuckle left her throat as she shook her head slowly and nodded towards the direction of the herb store. "Your job as a medicine cat is to help your clan. I'm asking that you help me get rid of this pain, even if it is difficult for you."


[ No, don't worry about it! I just thought I could handle two roleplays at once in the same place. Aren't I a rebel? ]


Juniperpaw almost told Phantomwhisper to lie back down, but she paused as the elder feline started speaking with a light layer of clear tears lining her eyes. Despair seemed to radiate off Phantomwhisper, engulfing Juniperpaw in a cloud of it. Though the medicine cat knew what was coming, she did not want to admit it. This had already happened once - just a few moments before the older cat entered the den. Juniperpaw wasn't particularly eager for it to happen again, especially when, as a medicine cat, she should be able to prevent these things.


This isn't your fault, you're barely just an apprentice. Of course it's my fault! I should be able to keep you alive, out of pain, even if just for a few days! Juniperpaw was the medicine cat of RiverClan after Geckoleaf's tragic disappearance. She should be able to tend to her clan, but she couldn't even do that! If Geckoleaf were here, she'd know just what to do... But Juniperpaw's mentor had abandoned her to suffer! Hurt flooded the young cat's heart, and she felt herself struggling to maintain strength, but luckily, she was able to keep her legs from trembling.


``I've done this once before, Phantomwhisper, to end the misery of a young kit. I've yet to bury his small body, because his death is very recent. It was only a few moments before you came to me when I kill- when he died. This kit was my first patient, and I couldn't save him.`` Juniperpaw shook her head sadly, avoiding the elder cat's gaze. Instead, she stared directly at her own paws which seemed to be firmly planted to the ground. ``Now you want me to go through that again? Call me selfish, but I don't know if I have the strength to do that again.`` She inhaled heavily, holding her breath for a few quick seconds before exhaling. Don't you dare sob, this isn't the time to wail like a kit without its mother. ``But I- I suppose I can gather the strength for just a little while. If you're sure this i- this is what you desire?``

[Dust]

[ No, don't worry about it! I just thought I could handle two roleplays at once in the same place. Aren't I a rebel? ]


Juniperpaw almost told Phantomwhisper to lie back down, but she paused as the elder feline started speaking with a light layer of clear tears lining her eyes. Despair seemed to radiate off Phantomwhisper, engulfing Juniperpaw in a cloud of it. Though the medicine cat knew what was coming, she did not want to admit it. This had already happened once - just a few moments before the older cat entered the den. Juniperpaw wasn't particularly eager for it to happen again, especially when, as a medicine cat, she should be able to prevent these things.


This isn't your fault, you're barely just an apprentice. Of course it's my fault! I should be able to keep you alive, out of pain, even if just for a few days! Juniperpaw was the medicine cat of RiverClan after Geckoleaf's tragic disappearance. She should be able to tend to her clan, but she couldn't even do that! If Geckoleaf were here, she'd know just what to do... But Juniperpaw's mentor had abandoned her to suffer! Hurt flooded the young cat's heart, and she felt herself struggling to maintain strength, but luckily, she was able to keep her legs from trembling.


``I've done this once before, Phantomwhisper, to end the misery of a young kit. I've yet to bury his small body, because his death is very recent. It was only a few moments before you came to me when I kill- when he died. This kit was my first patient, and I couldn't save him.`` Juniperpaw shook her head sadly, avoiding the elder cat's gaze. Instead, she stared directly at her own paws which seemed to be firmly planted to the ground. ``Now you want me to go through that again? Call me selfish, but I don't know if I have the strength to do that again.`` She inhaled heavily, holding her breath for a few quick seconds before exhaling. Don't you dare sob, this isn't the time to wail like a kit without its mother. ``But I- I suppose I can gather the strength for just a little while. If you're sure this i- this is what you desire?``


(Power to you OTL Juggling more than one has me dying on a regular basis ;; )

All the old feline could do was nod slowly, her eyes half-closed as she seemed to contemplate further on the decision. Was she backing out? Could she cause so much pain to a young cat... or would she suffer for the rest of her days? Either option wasn't ideal, but there was nothing more to be done. Phantomwhisper's expression seemed to mimic Juniperpaw's as she watched the medicine cat apprentice clearly struggle with this decision. She was old, but she hadn't lost her vision yet -- not to mention the heavy weight of the air in the den. She swallowed hard, her pelt prickling at the uncertainty.

"Well, it's not really any cats desire to die, I would imagine... But I know for certain that I'll be hunting with our ancestors." It was a bittersweet moment. On one hand, she could stay here with her clan, her friends, but on the other she could move on from this realm to forever hunt with her deceased clanmates and those tragically lost along the way. Dread crept it's way through her body, causing her to stiffen. "It is what I want. I could do whatever it is to myself if it would make it any easier."

[RedHead]

[FONT=Comic Sans MS]Juniperpaw didn't even hear Settingpaw's approaching pawsteps, having been so engulfed in her own thoughts. She finally realized someone was in her den, looking for her attention, when she heard a quiet, questioning voice from a few tail-lengths away. Juniperpaw raised her head, looking over her shoulder to meet the gaze of her next patient. She hoped this feline wasn't dying of some internal injury, resulting in the young medicine cat having to feed her deathberries to put an end to her misery. That had happened twice too many times.


``Oh,`` she meowed, somewhat surprised to see a she-cat just a little older than herself. Juniperpaw adjusted her position, scrambling to her paws and turning to face the other molly. ``Actually, yes, I am. Juniperpaw at your service, what may I do for you?`` With an incredibly small knowledge of herbs, there wasn't much Juniperpaw could tend to, but she would later be visiting both ShadowClan camp and SkyClan camp for training with the other medicine cats.



Once the other apprentice had answered, Settingpaw felt relief flow through her body. One, she knew it would be much easier for her to talk to a younger cat than an older cat, and two, Juniperpaw seemed nice. Settingpaw had seen her fair share of rude and malicious cats, enough to last her entire lifetime. And that had all happened in her kithood to early apprentice years.
"Well, actually, I was wondering if you could help me with my leg? I just joined Riverclan to uhh... See someone who I don't think wants to see me..." There was an awkward pause but it was only for a heartbeat and Settingpaw started to talk again. "And living as a loner, well, you don't have an extensive knowledge of herbs like clan medicine cats do." Sitting down and shifting so Juniperpaw could see her hind leg, Settingpaw flicked her blue eyes down to the long scar before looking up at the medicine cat again. "I'm no medicine cat, but I think that this is infected. It's been hurting a lot, and the most treatment I've done is trying to keep it clean." She then sat up, getting herself more comfortable, and wrapping her thin tail around her paws. "Is there anything you can do to help it?" She didn't want to try and expect too much from Juniperpaw, but she aso didn't want to underestimate the young cat. Settingpaw hated bringing others down in the dumps, it was her personal goal to bright other's spirits up, not to put them down. And so the feline was always very careful with her words.

[AbsurdJinx]

Duststorm

Juniperpaw's lips formed a straight line, and she did her best not to burst into tears. With a stiff nod, she cautiously turned around and began the search for the deathberries. The bright red berries were hidden, hidden in one of the highest nicks where kits could not reach. The berries usually were not used so often as they were used today. Juniperpaw couldn't believe she'd had to take the deathberries out so many times today, and all she could do is hope that it would be the last time in her lifetime. Forcing back sadness, Juniperpaw breathed heavily in an attempt to calm herself.

``Okay,`` Juniperpaw dragged the syllables out as she pawed a single, round red berry from a bundle of them. She hooked it on one of her thorn-sharp claws and carefully brought it to the earth. Still facing away from Phantomwhisper, she simply stared at the berry - the poison - for a few moments as she contemplated her future actions. Finally, she released a heavy sigh, and turned to face the elder she-cat though she did not look her in the eye. Juniperpaw couldn't remove her gaze from the vibrant-colored berry. ``Here, come lie in one of the nests.`` She beckoned Phantomwhisper over to one of the fresher nests, the berry still hooked on her claw. She walked awkwardly with her claw piercing the poison, but she was able to seat herself beside the nest and pull the berry from her claw. She still could not remove her gaze from the deadly berry.


RedHead

``Ah ha!`` Juniperpaw exclaimed, her eyes narrowed and a smirk stretched across her muzzle in determination. ``I can tend to that.`` Finally! Something I know something about! She remembered when she accompanied Daydream to SkyClan to visit Shinefang, and the ShadowClan warrior apprentice Nightpaw came with them. Daydream was saying that they'd tended to Nightpaw's injuries with chervil - a sweet-smelling, fern-like leaf that worked against infection. First, she'd have to determine if the wound was actually infected.

``Alright, I'm just going to make sure it really is infected, okay? I won't touch it - I don't want to hurt you more than you already are,`` Juniperpaw meowed casually, strolling nearer to Settingpaw and lowering her head to the warrior apprentice's leg. Just the sight of it convinced Juniperpaw that it was infected, and she was padding off towards the herb store just as fast as she'd approached Settingpaw. ``So who are you here to see?``

She searched through her herb stores, peering into each nick to find the fern-looking leaves. Juniperpaw pulled a couple chervil leaves from its respective place, carrying it over to Settingpaw. She rocked back on her haunches, setting the leaves at her paws. She sat directly beside the other she-cat, gaze focused on the chervil at her feet as she chewed it into a pulp.

[RedHead]

RedHead

``Ah ha!`` Juniperpaw exclaimed, her eyes narrowed and a smirk stretched across her muzzle in determination. ``I can tend to that.`` Finally! Something I know something about! She remembered when she accompanied Daydream to SkyClan to visit Shinefang, and the ShadowClan warrior apprentice Nightpaw came with them. Daydream was saying that they'd tended to Nightpaw's injuries with chervil - a sweet-smelling, fern-like leaf that worked against infection. First, she'd have to determine if the wound was actually infected.

``Alright, I'm just going to make sure it really is infected, okay? I won't touch it - I don't want to hurt you more than you already are,`` Juniperpaw meowed casually, strolling nearer to Settingpaw and lowering her head to the warrior apprentice's leg. Just the sight of it convinced Juniperpaw that it was infected, and she was padding off towards the herb store just as fast as she'd approached Settingpaw. ``So who are you here to see?``

She searched through her herb stores, peering into each nick to find the fern-looking leaves. Juniperpaw pulled a couple chervil leaves from its respective place, carrying it over to Settingpaw. She rocked back on her haunches, setting the leaves at her paws. She sat directly beside the other she-cat, gaze focused on the chervil at her feet as she chewed it into a pulp.
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She watched with big blue eyes as Juniperpaw took a look at her wound, and to Settingpaw's relief, not touching it. Settingpaw didn't like being touched by other cats in the first place, and when she had an infection that hurt, well that just made it even worse. Lifting a forepaw to give it a lick, the apprentice lifted her head at once in when Juniperpaw spoke.

"Uhh... Well..." Settingpaw's ears flicked back against her head at Juniperpaw's question. She wasn't sure how to explain to the other molly that she came to Riverclan to find her father, hoping he would want to see her, even though he ended up not wanting to. And now she was stuck in a clan with no friends, no one to talk to, and it hurt the young apprentice. A lot more than she was willing to admit. "I came here to see my father, because... I'm half-clan, and I wanted to live with my dad. But, he doesn't seem to want to see me, so I've kind of come here for nothing." She turned her face down, a bit ashamed to admit that she was a half-clan cat. Split loyalties was not something that Settingpaw liked admitting to, even though she was a pure example of one. But she had pledged that when she got here, no matter what the turnout, she would stay loyal to Riverclan for the rest of her life.

She watched as Juniperpaw came back and started to chew up the leaves she had brought out of her herb store. The black-and-white cat wondered for a moment what her background was. Was Juniperpaw a full-clan cat? Did she not have to prove her loyalties? Was she fully accepted because her blood was all Riverclan? Settingpaw only wished that she could be like that. She didn't care if she was full Riverclan, or full Thunderclan, she just wished cats wouldn't judge her harshly because of her blood.

[AbsurdJinx]

[FONT=Fixedsys] She watched with big blue eyes as Juniperpaw took a look at her wound, and to Settingpaw's relief, not touching it. Settingpaw didn't like being touched by other cats in the first place, and when she had an infection that hurt, well that just made it even worse. Lifting a forepaw to give it a lick, the apprentice lifted her head at once in when Juniperpaw spoke.

"Uhh... Well..." Settingpaw's ears flicked back against her head at Juniperpaw's question. She wasn't sure how to explain to the other molly that she came to Riverclan to find her father, hoping he would want to see her, even though he ended up not wanting to. And now she was stuck in a clan with no friends, no one to talk to, and it hurt the young apprentice. A lot more than she was willing to admit. "I came here to see my father, because... I'm half-clan, and I wanted to live with my dad. But, he doesn't seem to want to see me, so I've kind of come here for nothing." She turned her face down, a bit ashamed to admit that she was a half-clan cat. Split loyalties was not something that Settingpaw liked admitting to, even though she was a pure example of one. But she had pledged that when she got here, no matter what the turnout, she would stay loyal to Riverclan for the rest of her life.

She watched as Juniperpaw came back and started to chew up the leaves she had brought out of her herb store. The black-and-white cat wondered for a moment what her background was. Was Juniperpaw a full-clan cat? Did she not have to prove her loyalties? Was she fully accepted because her blood was all Riverclan? Settingpaw only wished that she could be like that. She didn't care if she was full Riverclan, or full Thunderclan, she just wished cats wouldn't judge her harshly because of her blood.


Juniperpaw applied the chervil carefully to Settingpaw's infection. All the while, she listened to her patient's explanation patiently. Why would a father turn away his own children? Juniperpaw did not struggle with such neglect as her own father loved and adored her to pieces, and so did her mother until she disappeared. However, little did Juniperpaw know, her half-brothers would better understand Settingpaw's issues as they were neglected somewhat by their shared father. Juniperpaw was her family's star, the center of attention, the apple of her father's eye. She had trouble understanding family issues because in her eyes, her family was perfect.


``Oh, you haven't come here for nothing,`` Juniperpaw purred as if amused by Settingpaw's problems. She finished applying the chervil bits as she spoke, ``There's so much opportunity in RiverClan. You can start afresh. Sure, you'll have to prove yourself, but you can prove yourself beside me. Though I was born here, a couple of my clanmates do not approve of me as medicine cat. I must prove myself to them just as you do. I was neglected at first, when Geckoleaf, my mentor, the medicine cat before me, chose me to be trained as her. The clan was still grieving the loss of our former medicine cat apprentices, and they were not ready for me to replace them. Russetstar was the father of the beloved former medicine cat apprentice, Cricketpaw, who was killed by a Dusk Syndicate member. Even the leader disapproved of me, and Geckoleaf avoided me like I was an illness. She was not very happy when we went to the Starcave to preform my ceremony. I have no knowledge of herbs - at least, a very small one. And I'm not even eight moons old, yet I'm expected to carry the weight of the entire clan on my shoulders.``


Juniperpaw paused. Why am I telling a stranger all this? Shaking her head in self-disapproval she meowed,``I'm sorry. I shouldn't be telling you all this. This is my weight to carry, not yours. Anyway, I've finished. I suggest resting for at least a few days. Take it easy on your warrior duties, and be especially easy on your leg, alright? I'll keep watch over you from around camp.`` As she spoke, rather firmly and leaving no room for question or resistance, Juniperpaw picked at the bits of chervil that had fallen and she gathered the leaves that hadn't been used. She created a pile of used parts to clear out later while carrying the decent pile back to the herb store.

[Hexict]

AbsurdJinx Alphafury

Pushing through the entrance of the den, a grey and white warrior made her way towards the medicine cat. In her jaws hung a small kit, still wet from the river. Her pale blue orbs glistened with concern as she placed down a small bundle of fur. Her pelt prickled as she wondered how long it would take for a small kit to become sick. Ripping her gaze from the loner kit, she turned towards Juniperpaw, hoping that the medicine cat was free and could see to the small loner. Her mind was still whirling from what the kit had said, fearful of where she came from and why she was so determined to keep moving. But the grey molly repeated had to force her thoughts back to focus on making sure she ends up alright after what had happened.

Pelt prickling in worry, the warrior took a step towards Juniperpaw. "Umm... hi, Juniperpaw," she began awkwardly, uncertain if she was intruding and being rude. "I found this kit by the river, hidden among reeds. She doesn't remember where she came from and claimed that she had been traveling until she collapsed. Her fur is soaked from the river and I fear she may become sick from the cold," tone still uncertain, Mistfall tried to give as much information to the medicine as she could, hoping it would help. Her paws shifted as she watched the mottled tabby. "I-I don't think she's a clan kit, I can't smell any of those scents on her, so I brought her here..." pale orbs turned back to the she-kit.

[AbsurdJinx]

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Juniperpaw took her time in turning around to greet whoever had come to see her. She hadn't been very busy - simply gathering the bits of chervil littering the ground from her previous patient. Currently, she carried her used parts of the herb in another leaf, one she unfortunately did not know the name of nor its use, towards her herb store. She set the bundle down beside a pile of usable chervil leaves which she still had to put away in their rightful places. For now, though, Juniperpaw would leave them be and finish with them after her next patient.

The young apprentice found herself facing a feline she recognized oh-so well. Mistfall. Juniperpaw knew who Mistfall was; Geckoleaf had been close with the warrior. ``Oh, hello!`` She chirped a greeting, an inviting smile stretched across her muzzle. Juniperpaw's gaze was drawn to a damp kit dangling from Mistfall's jaws. Immediately, her cheerfulness slipped away and was replaced with professional seriousness. She didn't need an explanation to know what happened; the poor kit was probably freezing to death! Clan-born or not, Juniperpaw wanted to help. ``Start licking her fur the opposite way, and lie around her.``

She remembered an herb that was used for chills. Swimming in the water can lead to chills and as RiverClan's medicine cat Juniperpaw had to learn this herb firstly. It was one of the herbs they had an abundance of, for cases like this one. Juniperpaw padded towards her herb store, not frantically as to avoid frightening both the kit and Mistfall. However, she moved quicker than usual. Losing her first two patients to death had scared her into hurrying her treatments before death could grasp its victim. However, she didn't think the kit was on the brink of death, but that didn't stop Juniperpaw from speed-walking.

The herb which had a sharp, rather gross smell rest in its nick, but Juniperpaw reached up and pulled it from its place. She cautiously held the leaves between her jaws, careful not to pierce them. Finally, she set the herb down at her paws, raising her head to look at the progress Mistfall had made. ``This is feverfew,`` Juniperpaw introduced. She found it a habit to share the name of the herb, to both remind herself what it is and to ease any anxieties about it that the patient may have. She crouched down until she was as level as could be with the kit. ``Hello there, little one. Do you have a name?`` She tried her best to come off as warm and comforting, not wanting to frighten the kit. As she spoke, she began the process the clawing the leaves into smaller bits.

[Alphafury]

AbsurdJinx Hexict

The small grey/blue kit laid on her belly, each limb of hers was spread out limply as she remained rather frozen when the new cat cane into her view.

The kit didn’t speak as the white and grey cat explained the situation, she didn’t know these cats. The patched kit cautiously shifted her pale teal gaze between the two with obvious fear lurking in every known follicle of her pelt, they grey she cat did say that she wanted to help but what about this new cat? She looked a bit younger than the last and was her intentions as sincere?
She was immediately startled by the other cats swift and strong actions as she watched her pick up odd leaves or plants in her jaws which caused her to back her small skinny into one of the forelimbs Of Mistfall.

With her limbs pursed shut she quivered slightly as the other cat spoke but didn’t answer back and only seemed to respond with the quick rising and falling of her chest as she contemplated speech. But after a few moments she gathered small amount of courage but responded with a mere head shake as her answer.

[Hexict]

AbsurdJinx Alphafury (sorry for the late reply! :c)

The flash of a warmth feeling when Juniperpaw looked pleased to see her was interrupted by the urgency to treat the kit. The warrior was glad that the medicine cat seemed to like her. She was aware that things between the young apprentice and Geckoleaf were... awkward, for lack of a better word. Mistfall had been with the former medicine cat when they witnessed Cricketpaw's murder. She knew how much the death of the apprentice had shaken and affect Geckoleaf, making sure that she would never fully recover. The grey and white molly had been present during Juniperpaw's ceremony, she had witnessed and noted Geckoleaf's and Russetstar's expressions during the time. She felt bad for the two, having to replace somebody that they held so dear to their hearts and had loved - Russetstar had lost a daughter, and Geckoleaf and viewed her as her own daughter as well. But still... Mistfall knew that it also was not fair on Juniperpaw. Having to strive for Geckoleaf's pride and acceptance despite the latter's thoughts always being on Cricketpaw.

It must have been difficult. For the both of them.

But she was broken from her thoughts at Juniperpaw's snap, ordering the warrior what to do in order to help the kit. Mistfall nodded and sprang into actions. She made sure to do as she was ordered. She quickly - and clumsily - began to dry off the kitten. The warrior made sure to lick the fur the opposite way, sure that it would feel strange to the kitten, since Mistfall herself hates when her fur doesn't go the right way. Though her heart sank as the kit was too weak to protest the molly drying her. Mistfall's pale gaze slid over towards the medicine cat, watching her out of the corner of her eye while both of them did as they could to help the kit. She's worried... she lost her first patience, so no why she would be, the warrior thought. She's in a rush, but trying to hide it - is it so we wouldn't panic? It's good that she's thinking about her patients reactions... Mistfall tried to keep herself busy by observing Juniperpaw, though the older cat did continue to lick the freeze water from the loner's pelt.

Mistfall was about finished when Juniperpaw gathered the herbs she would use and made her way back towards them. She got up and moved to the side just a bit, trying not to get in the medicine cat's way. She observed closely as the calico tabby informed them of the name of the herb before using it to treat her young patient. Though the name of the herb did bring some ease to the warrior, it quick escaped Mistfall's grasp, falling into the pile of names and herbs that the warrior would never be able to tell apart. She was grateful that she wasn't a medicine cat - Mistfall did not have the ability to remember all the herbs by name, appearance, and use. Her patients would be doomed. She frowned uncertainly as the kit scooted away from Juniperpaw and huddle near her own foreleg. Mistfall crouched down beside her and gave an encouraging lick on her head. "Don't worry, Juniperpaw knows what she is doing. She is out herb expert: meaning she can heal other cats. She'll make sure that you don't get sick, okay?" The purr and smile was forced, trying to hide her own worry. She didn't know anything about herbs, nor that it seemed as though the kit would be perfectly fine now that she was getting the needed medical attention. So she was worried, but prayed to Starclan that the kit wouldn't catch on, and would accept the herbs that Juniperpaw was offering.

Glancing between the two after Juniperpaw questioned the kit on her name, Mistfall gave another frown to the loner's answer. She was trembling with fear and didn't even bother to raise her head as she shook 'no'. Mistfall offered another lick, trying to comfort the kit. "It's okay, we'll figure everything out after Juniperpaw's help and some rest," looking over the kit, she understood that the loner needed to take a long rest in a warm nest. The kit has been traveling for Starclan knows how long, and that saddened - and worried - the warrior. She then nudged the kit a bit closer to Juniperpaw. "Now, take the - er - herb that Juniperpaw had brought," she'd already forgotten the name. "And then you can sleep in a nice, warm nest, doesn't that sound good?" The grey and white molly attempt to be as motherly and warm to the kit as she could, remembering how queens act with their kits and even thinking of her own mother.

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Herb expert. Oh, how Juniperpaw wished she was just that. Unfortunately, she knew close to nothing about herbs which is how she lost her first two patients - she'd no clue how to treat them. Luckily, she was aware, though not completely confident, that feverfew was the correct herb to use. However, she wouldn't let Mistfall and the unnamed kit know she wasn't one hundred percent sure in fear of adding to their anxiety. Instead, Juniperpaw continued to warmly gaze at the loner kit, and what she hoped was a comforting purr rumbled in her throat. ``Don't worry, bug, I won't hurt you. I'm here to help you.`` Of course, the kit would not know that, but she'd do everything in her power to convince the little one of that. ``Eat this leaf, okay?`` she meowed softly, carefully nudging a couple bits of the feverfew closer to her patient. ``It tastes kinda gross,`` Juniperpaw's dull green eyes adopted a sympathetic gleam, ``but I promise you it will help you feel better.``

The young feline wondered what brought this poor kit to Riverclan. Where were the parents? Siblings? Why was she in the river? All these questions Juniperpaw yearned to find answers to, but for the kit's sake she was willing to wait. She would not overwhelm the unnamed kit with such questions. First thing's first - get the kit to eat the herb, even if just a nibble. Juniperpaw's eyes brightened as an idea engulfed her. ``Oh, I know... How about you eat these small bits... and then I'll let you have some of the honey I have in store?`` Juniperpaw loved honey. Whenever she had it though, she'd become more hyper than she already was, so it became limited to her. Every now and then, however, she'd sneak just a bit. It was why Juniperpaw always had honey in the den, but she was willing - sometimes - to share it, and this was one of those times.

Yes, the relationship between Juniperpaw and Geckoleaf had been... for lack of a better word, awkward. But just when Juniperpaw was ready to talk things over and make things right, Geckoleaf disappeared. She'd never gotten the chance to resolve things; the last encounter with her mentor had been one of resentment and confusion. She would forever regret that, her poor parting with her mentor. It haunted her daily, but she was sure it was nothing compared to what others were feeling, those who knew Geckoleaf better than herself. And not to mention Russetstar. It was as if Juniperpaw was replacing Cricketpaw, but she wasn't doing it intentionally. Geckoleaf came to her with the offer of medicine cat apprentice, but to this day, Juniperpaw still doesn't know why. She would've declined the offer if she knew what was to come.

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Herb expert. Oh, how Juniperpaw wished she was just that. Unfortunately, she knew close to nothing about herbs which is how she lost her first two patients - she'd no clue how to treat them. Luckily, she was aware, though not completely confident, that feverfew was the correct herb to use. However, she wouldn't let Mistfall and the unnamed kit know she wasn't one hundred percent sure in fear of adding to their anxiety. Instead, Juniperpaw continued to warmly gaze at the loner kit, and what she hoped was a comforting purr rumbled in her throat. ``Don't worry, bug, I won't hurt you. I'm here to help you.`` Of course, the kit would not know that, but she'd do everything in her power to convince the little one of that. ``Eat this leaf, okay?`` she meowed softly, carefully nudging a couple bits of the feverfew closer to her patient. ``It tastes kinda gross,`` Juniperpaw's dull green eyes adopted a sympathetic gleam, ``but I promise you it will help you feel better.``

The young feline wondered what brought this poor kit to Riverclan. Where were the parents? Siblings? Why was she in the river? All these questions Juniperpaw yearned to find answers to, but for the kit's sake she was willing to wait. She would not overwhelm the unnamed kit with such questions. First thing's first - get the kit to eat the herb, even if just a nibble. Juniperpaw's eyes brightened as an idea engulfed her. ``Oh, I know... How about you eat these small bits... and then I'll let you have some of the honey I have in store?`` Juniperpaw loved honey. Whenever she had it though, she'd become more hyper than she already was, so it became limited to her. Every now and then, however, she'd sneak just a bit. It was why Juniperpaw always had honey in the den, but she was willing - sometimes - to share it, and this was one of those times.

Yes, the relationship between Juniperpaw and Geckoleaf had been... for lack of a better word, awkward. But just when Juniperpaw was ready to talk things over and make things right, Geckoleaf disappeared. She'd never gotten the chance to resolve things; the last encounter with her mentor had been one of resentment and confusion. She would forever regret that, her poor parting with her mentor. It haunted her daily, but she was sure it was nothing compared to what others were feeling, those who knew Geckoleaf better than herself. And not to mention Russetstar. It was as if Juniperpaw was replacing Cricketpaw, but she wasn't doing it intentionally. Geckoleaf came to her with the offer of medicine cat apprentice, but to this day, Juniperpaw still doesn't know why. She would've declined the offer if she knew what was to come.


AbsurdJinx Hexict

The small kit shakily looked from both the She-cats nervousnessly But she seemed to catch that the older cats had good intentions but even if they didn’t she couldn’t have done anything against it, she was too tired to as well as confused. She knew nothing about herself nor of what happened before she ran into Mistfall but her best hope was to trust these mysterious cats. She soon looked back at the leaf that was pushed towards her and very cautiously obeyed the medicine cat apprentices words and lowered her head while propping herself up onto her very shaky legs in order to sniff the leaf.

Her legs were spindly to say the least as they shook under her weight and were almost held awkwardly just so that she could stay standing upright. She soon parted her small jaws and took a bite of the leaf before scrunching up her muzzle in disgust at the harsh, foul flavour that now filled her mouth that pushed her to spit it out, but however she was still kind of fearful of these cats and out of fear she swallowed the mouthful and tried her best to devour the last of the putrid tasting plant in order to please them or to hopefully get what had been offered to her.

A place to rest and sleep was what the kit wanted the most after the grey and white cat mentioned it and her aching limbs screamed for it.
After finally finishing the herb the kit allowed her weak legs to give in under her and landed on the ground with a light thud but she didn’t remove her gaze from the two cats as she crained her head to look at them with a cautious look in her eye and wasn’t sure if she should speak or not.

[FadingEchoes]

Ripplepaw strode in cautiously, careful to keep her weight off of her injured paw. She stepped forward into the den, her eyes wide as they surveyed the surrounding area. "Hello? Juniperpaw?" She said uncertainly, limping a bit further to get a better look in the den.
(Writer's block.)
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[AbsurdJinx]

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Juniperpaw lifted her head up off her forepaws. She was currently lying in her nest, her haunches tucked against her torso and her forearms crossed. When Ripplepaw entered the den she was brought back to reality from her daydreaming and responded, ``Right here. What's up?`` The medicine cat rose to her paws, padding forward to meet her next patient. She observed the limp in the other she-cat's walk and realized something was wrong with the warrior apprentice's paw. There were no visible injuries, meaning it must've been twisted or sprained. Juniperpaw could deal with a sprain; she knew she could heal that.

[FadingEchoes]

Ripplepaw shrugged slightly, "I just hurt it during my assessment. It's not so bad." She meowed quickly, dipping her head, her tail flicking as she watched Juniperpaw curiously. "I hope it doesn't hurt my chances of being a warrior." Ripplepaw added more quietly, gently placing her injured paw on the ground with a slight wince.
(I'm so sorry I took so long, I didn't notice the mention.)
AbsurdJinx

[AbsurdJinx]

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[ it's okay, so long as you didn't forget c= ]

Juniperpaw didn't even have to further approach Ripplepaw to recognize the injury. ``Ah, don't you worry; you've merely sprained your foot, and it doesn't look too bad. It's definitely not going to ruin your chances at becoming a warrior,`` the young medicine cat purred softly as she spoke, slightly amused that the warrior apprentice believed she'd fail to conquer her dreams. ``I could offer you poppy seeds for the pain, unless you'd rather attempt to fight it on your own? The poppy seeds will also help you sleep, which will do well seeing how you're going to be resting in your nest.``

Juniperpaw felt bad that she'd have to assign Ripplepaw to her nest when the she-cat was so eager to become a warrior, but if the other feline wanted to be a warrior she'd have to heal properly - otherwise she'd never reach her goal. ``Sprains need time to heal. You can do that by resting, and no training for the next few days. Physical activity like that will only further disturb your injury. I'll allow you to walk to the nearest stream - and no further! - so you can dip your paw into the water. If, of course, you can find an area where ice hasn't glazed over.`` Juniperpaw's whiskers twitched and the corners of her lips curled upward slightly.


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Juniperpaw wasn't too busy... She had way too much time on her paws and was currently just lying in her nest, staring at the wall of the den. Her back was to the entrance to the den but her ears were erect in an alert manner, in case someone required her assistance. She'd already cleared out all the useless remains of the herbs she'd used today and she'd gone over her training twice today. She wasn't a huge fan of training alone. Taking an herb, staring at it and then giving it a name was so boring! Juniperpaw had been itching to escape herbs all day but the moment she had a break to do just that, exhaustion attacked her and carried her over to her nest. Now that she was resting though, she felt the urge to get up and do something. Groaning loudly to express her boredom to the world, the young feline rolled over, off her nest, and onto the den floor. She stretched her limbs out, adoring the sounds of her muscles adjusting, and then she relaxed. She was now on her side, legs sprawled before her, and her gaze locked on the den entrance while her tail-tip twitched casually.

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[ it's okay, so long as you didn't forget c= ]

Juniperpaw didn't even have to further approach Ripplepaw to recognize the injury. ``Ah, don't you worry; you've merely sprained your foot, and it doesn't look too bad. It's definitely not going to ruin your chances at becoming a warrior,`` the young medicine cat purred softly as she spoke, slightly amused that the warrior apprentice believed she'd fail to conquer her dreams. ``I could offer you poppy seeds for the pain, unless you'd rather attempt to fight it on your own? The poppy seeds will also help you sleep, which will do well seeing how you're going to be resting in your nest.``

Juniperpaw felt bad that she'd have to assign Ripplepaw to her nest when the she-cat was so eager to become a warrior, but if the other feline wanted to be a warrior she'd have to heal properly - otherwise she'd never reach her goal. ``Sprains need time to heal. You can do that by resting, and no training for the next few days. Physical activity like that will only further disturb your injury. I'll allow you to walk to the nearest stream - and no further! - so you can dip your paw into the water. If, of course, you can find an area where ice hasn't glazed over.`` Juniperpaw's whiskers twitched and the corners of her lips curled upward slightly.


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Juniperpaw wasn't too busy... She had way too much time on her paws and was currently just lying in her nest, staring at the wall of the den. Her back was to the entrance to the den but her ears were erect in an alert manner, in case someone required her assistance. She'd already cleared out all the useless remains of the herbs she'd used today and she'd gone over her training twice today. She wasn't a huge fan of training alone. Taking an herb, staring at it and then giving it a name was so boring! Juniperpaw had been itching to escape herbs all day but the moment she had a break to do just that, exhaustion attacked her and carried her over to her nest. Now that she was resting though, she felt the urge to get up and do something. Groaning loudly to express her boredom to the world, the young feline rolled over, off her nest, and onto the den floor. She stretched her limbs out, adoring the sounds of her muscles adjusting, and then she relaxed. She was now on her side, legs sprawled before her, and her gaze locked on the den entrance while her tail-tip twitched casually.



That morning, Rainpelt had managed to choke down a small perch, which she had promptly vomited back up. She had felt lousy on and off for weeks now, but she had put off visiting Juniperpaw. Every time she decided to, the nausea seemed to subside, become bearable, and thus, deniable. But enough was enough. At this point, she was wasting prey for the clan. The grey, spotted shecat padded gracefully into the den entrance, holding her head high in spite of feeling shaky from wretching. The potent scent of herbs made her want to get sick again, but she swallowed and prowled inside. She fixed her intense, green-eyed gaze on the apprentice in her nest. "Juniperpaw," she greeted the apprentice coldly with a nod, already feeling that this was a bad idea. What could this kit have learned in during her brief time with a mentor that could help her now? But there was no one else to turn to so she launched right into explaining her plight. "I've been nauseated for weeks now. It comes and goes, but yesterday I started vomiting too. What herb can I take?" The shecat asked, not even bothering to sit as if she expected the apprentice to toss her the herbs on the way back out of the den.