Dusk Syndicate Healers' Den

[Fawn]

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[dino.]

Slash limped after Shadow into the den. He lay down on the moss bed with a grunt.

[judas]

"Hold still..geting beat by a heal-er. And me..I'm not even that good.."She mumbled as she pressed cobwebs onto Slash's wounds. ( Turtlestar )

[dino.]

"Thank you," he whispered softly.

[judas]

Shadow chewed up some Burdock. She dribbled some juice onto his wounds. "You might have to stay here for a while." She purred."I-If you want that is.."
( Turtlestar )

[dino.]

"All right," Slash responded.

[judas]

"Here." Shadow mewed. A white daisy tucked behind her ear. She layed some wet moss beside him.

[dino.]

Slash eyed the moss warily, then lapped at it. "Thanks," he mewed.

[Caligo Everton]

Ash watched the two talk to each other. She walked over to shadow. "So how's your mate doing?" She said jokingly.

[judas]

Shadow looked over at Ash."H-he's not my mate. Could you keep your paw here." She asked. She pressed her paw to Slash's side.

[dino.]

Ash watched the two talk to each other. She walked over to shadow. "So how's your mate doing?" She said jokingly.

Slash bared his teeth at Ash. "Get out, kit. There isn't enough room in here."

[judas]

"Slash, Ash is in training. Leave her alone." Shadow said. She went through herbs, then she had a paw full of poppy seeds."Ash, tell me what these are and how to use them." She said.

[dino.]

Slash snorted and pointedly turned his back on the kit.

[judas]

"Don't move a lot Slash, you'll make it worse."Shadow advised.

[doghouse]

Zia limped into the den, blood still soaking her dark pelt from multiple wounds. She saw Ardis curled in a nest. Ardis is nice.... she thought. Ardis was the only cat Zia really liked and felt comfortable around, so the kit padded over, wincing in pain and prodded Ardis lightly in the side, very aware of the reek of blood that wafted from her fur.

Ardis lifted her head from where she was laying, curled up. She yawned and looked about. “Zia!” she gasped, bending forwards and sniffing the wounds on Zia's shoulders and side. They weren't too deep, but they were long and jagged. The black and gray tabby quickly dragged herself out of her nest, grabbing a pawful of cobwebs and marigold. She chewed the marigold into a pulp then spat it on her paw before rubbing it into all of Zia's injuries. Then she grabbed some goosegrass repeated the process. Once she'd done that, Ardis wrapped the wounds in cobwebs. “Stay with me for a bit in case they start to bleed again.”

[dino.]

"Don't move a lot Slash, you'll make it worse."Shadow advised.

"Easy for you to say. Your not covered in multiple wounds," sniffed the brown tom. He glared at Zia. "What is SHE doing here?"

[Caligo Everton]

"Poppyseed used foe pain and sleep." She sighed.

[doghouse]

Zia turned and glared at the tom. “I could ask you the same question, but isn't it obvious?” she hissed, hopping into the nest with Ardis and curling up, closing her eyes tightly and trying to ignore him, her ears flat and her nose tucked under her paws.

“Be nice!” Ardis hissed, curling protectively around Zia, even though Zia was Sobek and Bleddyn's kit, not her own. The young healer doubted she'd ever have kits, though poor Zia seemed close. She flattened her ears. “You're here for the same reason, so close your jaws.” she snapped, which was uncharacteristic of the dark tabby she-cat.

[judas]

"Kits should be in the nursery.." Shadow said. "Ash, go bring me a mouse for are guest,"

[dino.]

Zia turned and glared at the tom. “I could ask you the same question, but isn't it obvious?” she hissed, hopping into the nest with Ardis and curling up, closing her eyes tightly and trying to ignore him, her ears flat and her nose tucked under her paws.

“Be nice!” Ardis hissed, curling protectively around Zia, even though Zia was Sobek and Bleddyn's kit, not her own. The young healer doubted she'd ever have kits, though poor Zia seemed close. She flattened her ears. “You're here for the same reason, so close your jaws.” she snapped, which was uncharacteristic of the dark tabby she-cat.

Slash spat at Ardis and turned to Shadow. "I can get my own mouse." He tried to stand but slumped back down, hissing in pain. He looked at his wound and saw it was oozing blood and something darker.

[judas]

Slash spat at Ardis and turned to Shadow. "I can get my own mouse." He tried to stand but slumped back down, hissing in pain. He looked at his wound and saw it was oozing blood and something darker.
"Lay down." Shadow said. She re-rapped Slash's wounds, and pressed on them.
"You'll never get better like that." Shadow said.

[dino.]

Slash licked Shadow's ear greatfully. There's was some kind of emotion sparking in his chest, something that he didn't have a name for. It had been a long time since he had felt this. "His mate and kits had been killed by some cat he didn't know, and until this moment he had only felt two emotions: joy when killing and anger.

[doghouse]

Zia soon fell asleep, curled up in Ardis's nest. She'd nearly forgotten that she and Ardis weren't the only ones in the den.

Ardis looked at Slash. Stupid furball! she thought, sighing and resting her head on her paws, thinking of the days when she could run. She knew sooner or later she'd be killed if she stayed in the Dusk Syndicate any longer, but first, she wanted to know if Zia would leave with her. They could mark out their own lives! She looked at the young cat sleeping beside her and purred happily. She knew that she would be asking a lot of Zia, to leave everything behind for the unknown.

[judas]

Slash licked Shadow's ear greatfully. There's was some kind of emotion sparking in his chest, something that he didn't have a name for. It had been a long time since he had felt this. "His mate and kits had been killed by some cat he didn't know, and until this moment he had only felt two emotions: joy when killing and anger.
Zia soon fell asleep, curled up in Ardis's nest. She'd nearly forgotten that she and Ardis weren't the only ones in the den.

Ardis looked at Slash. Stupid furball! she thought, sighing and resting her head on her paws, thinking of the days when she could run. She knew sooner or later she'd be killed if she stayed in the Dusk Syndicate any longer, but first, she wanted to know if Zia would leave with her. They could mark out their own lives! She looked at the young cat sleeping beside her and purred happily. She knew that she would be asking a lot of Zia, to leave everything behind for the unknown.
Shadow looked over at the tom and smiled. Then She looked over at Ardis,"You could take her to the nursery, It's warm there." Shadow purred.

[dino.]

Shadow looked over at the tom and smiled. Then She looked over at Ardis,"You could take her to the nursery, It's warm there." Shadow purred.

Slash soon fell asleep in the den, though his breathing was ragged and pained. Every so often his paws sould twitch, or his tail would. His muzzle was twisted into a grimace.

[doghouse]

“I know, but, she's already asleep, and I don't want to wake her.” Ardis said, shrugging. That wasn't all of it, but she didn't mention that it would be very difficult for her to move Zia. She looked at the sleeping form of Zia, wondering how she could possibly leave the kit. Yes, the kit had family, lots of family, but she didn't seem to like her family.
Zia raised her head, blinking sleep from her eyes. She looked up at Ardis, then stood hesitantly and peered into Ardis's eyes.
Ardis blinked, then put her muzzle to Zia's ear. “Would you like to leave with me?” Ardis whispered to the dark tabby she-kit. Her voice was quiet and hopeful. Hopeful that Zia would agree.
Zia nodded, and Ardis dragged herself out of the nest. Zia helping at Ardis's shoulder, they left the den, then the camp, heading away.

[dino.]

Slash started whimpering. His paws began moving as if he was running. He sat up, gasping with a wild look in his eyes. He looked around the den, panicked. "W-where am I?" he gasped.

[Caligo Everton]

Ash curled up with shadow leaning against her belly for warmth.

[judas]

Slash started whimpering. His paws began moving as if he was running. He sat up, gasping with a wild look in his eyes. He looked around the den, panicked. "W-where am I?" he gasped.
Ash curled up with shadow leaning against her belly for warmth.
Shadow layed down and rapped her tail around Ash. "Your in the healers den."She purred to Slash.

[dino.]

Shadow layed down and rapped her tail around Ash. "Your in the healers den."She purred to Slash.
Slash gradually calmed down although his fur was still bristling. He stood up and brushed past Shadow. "I need some fresh air," he sighed.

[judas]

Slash gradually calmed down although his fur was still bristling. He stood up and brushed past Shadow. "I need some fresh air," he sighed.
"Don't go to far, your still healing." Shadow purred.

[Caligo Everton]

Ash raised her head as the sun peeked onto her fur warming it up.

[dino.]

"Don't go to far, your still healing." Shadow purred.
"I'll go as far as I like," he muttered and walked out. When he got out her broke into a run. When he thought he was far enough he turned and looked back to find that he couldn't even see the den. He sat down and began to groom himself calmy.

[Mango]

Pistachio carefully entered the den the scent of herbs urged her in, something pulled her in, she inhailed the herbs deeply, she was now an apprentice of healing, she loved the smell, but never trained before. She didn't understand that urge to be in the den. She swished her tail back and forth in the doorway.

[vos]

Pistachio carefully entered the den the scent of herbs urged her in, something pulled her in, she inhailed the herbs deeply, she was now an apprentice of healing, she loved the smell, but never trained before. She didn't understand that urge to be in the den. She swished her tail back and forth in the doorway.

Lusk's fresh herbs lay splayed out, barely organised. He'd only turned his back for a moment, apparently enough time for a trainee to tromp in and begin snorting them like they're fresh-cut freesia. His hackles raise in irritation, wide eye turning to stare over at Pistachio, awaiting her to realize he's watching her so carefully, so coldly.

"...Enjoying yourself?" He questions, voice devoid of much emotion at all.

[Mango]

Lusk's fresh herbs lay splayed out, barely organised. He'd only turned his back for a moment, apparently enough time for a trainee to tromp in and begin snorting them like they're fresh-cut freesia. His hackles raise in irritation, wide eye turning to stare over at Pistachio, awaiting her to realize he's watching her so carefully, so coldly.

"...Enjoying yourself?" He questions, voice devoid of much emotion at all.

Pistachio jumped unaware that Lusk saw her, she smiled," Sorry, yes... I was just admiring the herbs, I haven't been officially told that I can learn."

[vos]

Pistachio jumped unaware that Lusk saw her, she smiled," Sorry, yes... I was just admiring the herbs, I haven't been officially told that I can learn."

"Is that so?" He questions, pulling his large form up onto all fours. He plucks the borage up to bring it over to the rest of his collection, dropping it down besides the burdock root. It's some of the last he could find. Borage tends to struggle with growth nearing the colder months, vanishing almost entirely under the blankets of frost that crack the earth in the early mornings.

"Do you know anything of herbs yet?"

[Mango]

"Is that so?" He questions, pulling his large form up onto all fours. He plucks the borage up to bring it over to the rest of his collection, dropping it down besides the burdock root. It's some of the last he could find. Borage tends to struggle with growth nearing the colder months, vanishing almost entirely under the blankets of frost that crack the earth in the early mornings.

"Do you know anything of herbs yet?"
Pistachio sighed," Uhh... Cobweb for cut wounds and that's it."

[vos]

"I see." Lusk grumbles, dipping his head to continue rearranging his herbs. "So you still have a long ways to go. You'll need to get someone to train you soon enough, before leafbare rolls in. Herbs become scarce, and you can't learn much without herbs."

[Mango]

"I see." Lusk grumbles, dipping his head to continue rearranging his herbs. "So you still have a long ways to go. You'll need to get someone to train you soon enough, before leafbare rolls in. Herbs become scarce, and you can't learn much without herbs."
Pistachio nodded," I've been told, but not really educated, you see, I was told to cover wounds in cobweb before ai run to get help and if they drowned press on their chests til they heave water."

[vos]

Pistachio nodded," I've been told, but not really educated, you see, I was told to cover wounds in cobweb before ai run to get help and if they drowned press on their chests til they heave water."


"That's...," the tom only cants his head, brow furrowing. "Correct, I suppose."

"If you're to put it simply." Hooking his claws under the borage he'd only recently collected earlier that morning, returning after the sun had reached its highest point in the sky. He forces it towards her, flicking his ears back. "What do you think this is?"

[Mango]

"That's...," the tom only cants his head, brow furrowing. "Correct, I suppose."

"If you're to put it simply." Hooking his claws under the borage he'd only recently collected earlier that morning, returning after the sun had reached its highest point in the sky. He forces it towards her, flicking his ears back. "What do you think this is?"
She narrowed her eyes at the herbs," hmm... It must help something and I think it involves pregnant cats or kits with young kits since it goes into the nursery and the queen gets it. I don't know." Pistachio decided

[vos]

She narrowed her eyes at the herbs," hmm... It must help something and I think it involves pregnant cats or kits with young kits since it goes into the nursery and the queen gets it. I don't know." Pistachio decided
He plucks a leaf from the sprig, and drops it down by her feet.

"Eat it," he commands her, brows raising in interest. It's only borage, mind you. It has a taste similar to cucumber. He just wants to see if she'll do as he requests.

[Mango]

He plucks a leaf from the sprig, and drops it down by her feet.

"Eat it," he commands her, brows raising in interest. It's only borage, mind you. It has a taste similar to cucumber. He just wants to see if she'll do as he requests.
Trusting him, she ate it and swallowed," Not that plesent." she responded," What is it and what is it for?"

[vos]

Trusting him, she ate it and swallowed," Not that plesent." she responded," What is it and what is it for?"

"Borage leaves. You'll see them in the nursery. They help queens, increases their supply of milk." Lusk informs, upper lip curling in disgust at the thought of queens. His tokophobia churns his gut, all the more reason why he doesn't often tend to kittings. "Also brings down fever. They cease growing in leafbare -- of utmost importance to stock up while we can. They're no good after they wilt, so a word of advice...keep them under the frost, they stay good for longer."

[Mango]

"Borage leaves. You'll see them in the nursery. They help queens, increases their supply of milk." Lusk informs, upper lip curling in disgust at the thought of queens. His tokophobia churns his gut, all the more reason why he doesn't often tend to kittings. "Also brings down fever. They cease growing in leafbare -- of utmost importance to stock up while we can. They're no good after they wilt, so a word of advice...keep them under the frost, they stay good for longer."
Pistachio nodded," Ahh.. Where might I find it?"

[monfang]

( fenic! )
Onyx walked into the Healers den, his eyes a bit wide. He had just woken up from his dream, talking with Bleddyn in the Dark Forest. His mind raced. Lilith with kits? My kits for that matter... This is not how I pictured this... he thought and looked around. The smell of herbs filled his nose, and he wrinkled his nose slightly. He finally caught the sight of Lilith, and padded up to her.

"Good Evening, Lilith." he meowed, and say on his haunches. "I was wondering if I could get my shoulder patched and have a chat with you..." he said. A cut lined his right shoulder, but it was nothing like the scar that lined his left.

[Fel]

( @fenic! (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=21) )
Onyx walked into the Healers den, his eyes a bit wide. He had just woken up from his dream, talking with Bleddyn in the Dark Forest. His mind raced. Lilith with kits? My kits for that matter... This is not how I pictured this... he thought and looked around. The smell of herbs filled his nose, and he wrinkled his nose slightly. He finally caught the sight of Lilith, and padded up to her.

"Good Evening, Lilith." he meowed, and say on his haunches. "I was wondering if I could get my shoulder patched and have a chat with you..." he said. A cut lined his right shoulder, but it was nothing like the scar that lined his left.
It had been around one or two moons since she'd left the nursery for the healer's den, and it was one of the most refreshing transitions she'd really had. The strong scent of herbs reminded her of the place she'd spent most of her life, this very den where she'd sort them out and help others with their own treatments. She didn't see her own kits very often, and that was perfectly alright with her- they reminded her of a cat she never wanted to see again, their biological father. Bleddyn was a liar and a cheat, and she felt happier not having to see little copies of him running around the camp. It might have sounded rude, but she didn't want to have to see any remains of that cat, ever again.

"...Huh? Onyx, what did you do do your shoulder?" Lillith asked her mate, surprised that he would hurt himself when he knew better than to do that. "You keep picking fights- that's gonna hurt you really badly some day, you know?" Her voice sounded a bit nervous- she'd been monitoring her own health lately, having felt sick and bloated, possibly a stomachache. The other choice- she didn't want to talk about that.

[monfang]

It had been around one or two moons since she'd left the nursery for the healer's den, and it was one of the most refreshing transitions she'd really had. The strong scent of herbs reminded her of the place she'd spent most of her life, this very den where she'd sort them out and help others with their own treatments. She didn't see her own kits very often, and that was perfectly alright with her- they reminded her of a cat she never wanted to see again, their biological father. Bleddyn was a liar and a cheat, and she felt happier not having to see little copies of him running around the camp. It might have sounded rude, but she didn't want to have to see any remains of that cat, ever again.

"...Huh? Onyx, what did you do do your shoulder?" Lillith asked her mate, surprised that he would hurt himself when he knew better than to do that. "You keep picking fights- that's gonna hurt you really badly some day, you know?" Her voice sounded a bit nervous- she'd been monitoring her own health lately, having felt sick and bloated, possibly a stomachache. The other choice- she didn't want to talk about that.

"Oh, yes I know." Onyx replied, and gave a small smile. "You know, I saw Bleddyn today... in the Dark Forest. He told me something..." he started, and looked at her.

"First he said that he was going to use Chiaki against us... and second..." he paused, his eyes softening. "He said that you were with kits..." he said after a few moments. He had no anger, no resentment. He saw how much a kit changed his own brother, how could he be mad? He wasn't like Bleddyn, who only wanted kits so he had a legacy.

The Oriental's blue orbs were softened, his pupils wide. If Bleddyn was right, then he had to know, because his kin would be the first thing Bleddyn would use against him. He didn't want that. Bleddyn was wrong about one thing. That Lilith would never recover from the things he did. Onyx had been by her side through every melt down, every fight and everything she needed him for. She was already doing well, though some scars never fade.

[Mango]

Pistachio wiped a few herbs away and jumped when she heard Onyx behind her He's strong and has no respect for cats like me she shook the thought away and went back to work, if she wanted to be a good healer, she'd have to not be such a wimp about others.

[Fel]

"Oh, yes I know." Onyx replied, and gave a small smile. "You know, I saw Bleddyn today... in the Dark Forest. He told me something..." he started, and looked at her.

"First he said that he was going to use Chiaki against us... and second..." he paused, his eyes softening. "He said that you were with kits..." he said after a few moments. He had no anger, no resentment. He saw how much a kit changed his own brother, how could he be mad? He wasn't like Bleddyn, who only wanted kits so he had a legacy.

The Oriental's blue orbs were softened, his pupils wide. If Bleddyn was right, then he had to know, because his kin would be the first thing Bleddyn would use against him. He didn't want that. Bleddyn was wrong about one thing. That Lilith would never recover from the things he did. Onyx had been by her side through every melt down, every fight and everything she needed him for. She was already doing well, though some scars never fade.

"...Are you accusing my daughter of being a traitor? She's like your best friend- he's trying to pit you against her, I'm sure." Lillith insisted, her eyes narrowing as her own mate tried to accuse her daughter of a crime she knew Chiaki would never commit, just because she loved her family too much to ever side with a liar like Bleddyn. "And I- I'm not with kits. He's trying to trick you, and I'm honestly surprised that you would listen to his words and not think about how much he lied when he was alive, when he betrayed almost everyone he talked to!" She wasn't sure about her own health- she wasn't certain, and so she'd deny the fact. It was how the molly worked, never trying to admit that it was possible, that she could be with kits and wouldn't even know about it.

[monfang]

"...Are you accusing my daughter of being a traitor? She's like your best friend- he's trying to pit you against her, I'm sure." Lillith insisted, her eyes narrowing as her own mate tried to accuse her daughter of a crime she knew Chiaki would never commit, just because she loved her family too much to ever side with a liar like Bleddyn. "And I- I'm not with kits. He's trying to trick you, and I'm honestly surprised that you would listen to his words and not think about how much he lied when he was alive, when he betrayed almost everyone he talked to!" She wasn't sure about her own health- she wasn't certain, and so she'd deny the fact. It was how the molly worked, never trying to admit that it was possible, that she could be with kits and wouldn't even know about it.

"Truth or not, it's a possibility.you have been showing signs of something." He said, some weird calmness to his voice. Now this was serious.

"Lilith, this is a serious matter. If you're with kits, you know the first thing he's going to go after? Them. Do you want another issue with that back stabbing fool? You have already gone so far, it will kill your mind. You know I'm an empath. You have some worry in you.fear that I might be right." his voice had some kind of desperation.

"I'm not Bleddyn. I won't leave you like he did. I won't run off for another. I won't grow angry at your snappy tongue. That's what makes you, you. He never saw that. I trust you, Lilith. Can I say the same about you?"

[Fel]

"Truth or not, it's a possibility.you have been showing signs of something." He said, some weird calmness to his voice. Now this was serious.

"Lilith, this is a serious matter. If you're with kits, you know the first thing he's going to go after? Them. Do you want another issue with that back stabbing fool? You have already gone so far, it will kill your mind. You know I'm an empath. You have some worry in you.fear that I might be right." his voice had some kind of desperation.

"I'm not Bleddyn. I won't leave you like he did. I won't run off for another. I won't grow angry at your snappy tongue. That's what makes you, you. He never saw that. I trust you, Lilith. Can I say the same about you?"

"The reason I'm worried is because of how you're talking about Chiaki, Onyx! It's not because of some fake kits you're talking of, or because I'm trying to hide something from you- you're accusing my daughter, and won't even admit to it!" Lilith narrowed her eyes, hissing as he tried to compare himself to Bleddyn- he didn't even care to think about how he was trying to say her own daughter had been tricked. "Maybe I'd trust you more if you listened to me more than you listened to Bleddyn- one of the cruelest cats around here, and you still think his information is more reliable than mine is!" Her ivory fur was bristled in hostility as she talked- she was hard to handle in general, but when you insulted her kits and trusted a liar and a manipulator over her own word, now that was cause for a lot of anger in the molly's mind.

[monfang]

"The reason I'm worried is because of how you're talking about Chiaki, Onyx! It's not because of some fake kits you're talking of, or because I'm trying to hide something from you- you're accusing my daughter, and won't even admit to it!" Lilith narrowed her eyes, hissing as he tried to compare himself to Bleddyn- he didn't even care to think about how he was trying to say her own daughter had been tricked. "Maybe I'd trust you more if you listened to me more than you listened to Bleddyn- one of the cruelest cats around here, and you still think his information is more reliable than mine is!" Her ivory fur was bristled in hostility as she talked- she was hard to handle in general, but when you insulted her kits and trusted a liar and a manipulator over her own word, now that was cause for a lot of anger in the molly's mind.
Onyx couldn't help but to be angry at himself, believing Bleddyn, but Chiaki had been distant. He felt that he had a duty to believe Lilith, and if Bleddyn himself was going to get into his mind, then maybe Lilith had a right to be mad at him. Though most cats would snap back at her, or just end it there, he wouldn't. After a moment of thought he said a few words almost every syndicate would never say.
"You're right. I'm wrong for accusing Chiaki." he said plainly with a sigh, his eyes staring down at his paws. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm getting a bit too sure of myself."
With another small sigh, he looked up at Lilith and stood. "Thanks for the help with my shoulder. But Lilith, take care, will you?" he sighed, and began to pad out of the den.

[Gusty]

{Timeskip to the healer's den? Moonfur FoxyFanGirl }

[Reverie]

Aldrin appeared, the deep scratch on his leg was too much, he settled near a nest.

[dino.]

{Timeskip to the healer's den? Moonfur FoxyFanGirl }
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[Gusty]

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Pastelle padded inside, dragging her paws along the firmly-packed soil of the ground. The healer's den was not very spacious, yet not cramped either. The many crevices of the den were filled with a various amount of herbs, giving off an earthy smell. The tortoiseshell's first instinct was to back away and retreat back into the clearing- who knows that kind of plants are in here, that could seriously mess up my life? but she didn't want to be known as weak for not entering a mere den.

"Shadow, you should heal him now." She said, as if the procedure was a magic trick. Her eyes were focused on Shadow and Slash alone; no other cats could captivate her attention, and the aroma of herbs and freshly-picked plants would be dizzying if she focused on it for too long.

[dino.]

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Pastelle padded inside, dragging her paws along the firmly-packed soil of the ground. The healer's den was not very spacious, yet not cramped either. The many crevices of the den were filled with a various amount of herbs, giving off an earthy smell. The tortoiseshell's first instinct was to back away and retreat back into the clearing- who knows that kind of plants are in here, that could seriously mess up my life? but she didn't want to be known as weak for not entering a mere den.

"Shadow, you should heal him now." She said, as if the procedure was a magic trick. Her eyes were focused on Shadow and Slash alone; no other cats could captivate her attention, and the aroma of herbs and freshly-picked plants would be dizzying if she focused on it for too long.
Slash slumped down inside of a nest and closed his eyes. He breathed in the scents of the herbs. Andvthen Pastelle flashed through his mind and hisvrigid body relaxed slightly. Pain from his wound was pulsing through his body and he tensed.

[judas]

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Pastelle padded inside, dragging her paws along the firmly-packed soil of the ground. The healer's den was not very spacious, yet not cramped either. The many crevices of the den were filled with a various amount of herbs, giving off an earthy smell. The tortoiseshell's first instinct was to back away and retreat back into the clearing- who knows that kind of plants are in here, that could seriously mess up my life? but she didn't want to be known as weak for not entering a mere den.

"Shadow, you should heal him now." She said, as if the procedure was a magic trick. Her eyes were focused on Shadow and Slash alone; no other cats could captivate her attention, and the aroma of herbs and freshly-picked plants would be dizzying if she focused on it for too long.
Slash slumped down inside of a nest and closed his eyes. He breathed in the scents of the herbs. Andvthen Pastelle flashed through his mind and hisvrigid body relaxed slightly. Pain from his wound was pulsing through his body and he tensed.
"I know, I know, Could you get me some wet moss please?" She asked. Her fur was raised as she quickly grabbed some poppy seeds. "Eat these," She sorted threw more herbs. "Borage leaves would maybe work, Feverfew would be best, I don't know how borage would effect him." She grabbed some Feverfew out of a small pile, and nudged them to Slash. Shadow chewed up the marigold and placed it on the wound, and rapped it in the cobwebs. Once she was done, she sat back to look at her work. "Stay here for a few days so I can see how its working. Pastelle, could you go get him a mouse or something? He needs to eat." She said with a final mew/\.

[Caligo Everton]

"I know, I know, Could you get me some wet moss please?" She asked. Her fur was raised as she quickly grabbed some poppy seeds. "Eat these," She sorted threw more herbs. "Borage leaves would maybe work, Feverfew would be best, I don't know how borage would effect him." She grabbed some Feverfew out of a small pile, and nudged them to Slash. Shadow chewed up the marigold and placed it on the wound, and rapped it in the cobwebs. Once she was done, she sat back to look at her work. "Stay here for a few days so I can see how its working. Pastelle, could you go get him a mouse or something? He needs to eat." She said with a final mew/\.

Ash ran up to shadow. "What happened?" She asked calmly forgetting her resentment of shadow in sake of the patient.

[dino.]

"I know, I know, Could you get me some wet moss please?" She asked. Her fur was raised as she quickly grabbed some poppy seeds. "Eat these," She sorted threw more herbs. "Borage leaves would maybe work, Feverfew would be best, I don't know how borage would effect him." She grabbed some Feverfew out of a small pile, and nudged them to Slash. Shadow chewed up the marigold and placed it on the wound, and rapped it in the cobwebs. Once she was done, she sat back to look at her work. "Stay here for a few days so I can see how its working. Pastelle, could you go get him a mouse or something? He needs to eat." She said with a final mew/\.
Slash nodded and lapped up the herbs, wincing at their taste. "I'm not leaving anytime soon," he murmured. He glanced at Ash when she came in. "Infected wound," he grunted. "Never should've tried to fight any cat in the first place." He flinched as pain pulsed through him again and moaned, his breathing more like short sharp gasps of pain.

[Caligo Everton]

Slash nodded and lapped up the herbs, wincing at their taste. "I'm not leaving anytime soon," he murmured. He glanced at Ash when she came in. "Infected wound," he grunted. "Never should've tried to fight any cat in the first place." Broken Shadow He flinched as pain pulsed through him again and moaned, his breathing more like short sharp gasps of pain.

"What cat?" Ash asked pricking her ears. She fluffed out her short gray fur as a gust of wind blew through the den.

[dino.]

"What cat?" Ash asked pricking her ears. She fluffed out her short gray fur as a gust of wind blew through the den.
"Doesn't matter," Slash grunted, then added quietly, "Never should've tried to kill any cat either." He moaned again, more out of shame and despair than pain. "I've made so many cats unhappy. I attacked Zia, I killed Pastelle's mother, I-I killed so many cats!" He glanced at his paws. "I'm trying not to kill anymore, but it's so HARD. Something is telling me to... but I don't want to listen..." He spilled out all his secrets and despairs to Ash, keeping his eyes on his paws, not wanting to look up to see her expression.

[judas]

"Doesn't matter," Slash grunted, then added quietly, "Never should've tried to kill any cat either." He moaned again, more out of shame and despair than pain. "I've made so many cats unhappy. I attacked Zia, I killed Pastelle's mother, I-I killed so many cats!" He glanced at his paws. "I'm trying not to kill anymore, but it's so HARD. Something is telling me to... but I don't want to listen..." He spilled out all his secrets and despairs to Ash, keeping his eyes on his paws, not wanting to look up to see her expression.
Shadow pressed her muzzle into Slashes fur, "Don't worry, its were you grew up. I had my.." She looked over at Ash and cleared her throat. "Run-ins if you could say," She mewed. Shadow looked down a The toms bedding, she messed around with it, pushing more moss over to Slash's body. "Ash, you are here because...?" She asked, not looking back at Ash. Shadow sat down and groomed her fur, witch was growing very dull. Her blue eyes gazed at her paw, witch she licked and swiped over her ear.

[Reverie]

Aldrin sighs.

[Caligo Everton]

Shadow pressed her muzzle into Slashes fur, "Don't worry, its were you grew up. I had my.." She looked over at Ash and cleared her throat. "Run-ins if you could say," She mewed. Shadow looked down a The toms bedding, she messed around with it, pushing more moss over to Slash's body. "Ash, you are here because...?" She asked, not looking back at Ash. Shadow sat down and groomed her fur, witch was growing very dull. Her blue eyes gazed at her paw, witch she licked and swiped over her ear.

"Dark? No. I'm here to ask you if there was anyway I could switch over to being a fighter." She said coldly.

[Reverie]

"Dark? No. I'm here to ask you if there was anyway I could switch over to being a fighter." She said coldly.

"I'm a fighter," He muttered.

[judas]

"Look Ash, thats fine...I busy right now anyway." She turned her head. "And you are here because?" She asked. Shadow set her paw down, sighing. "Do you need something?" She mewed. Shadow's gaze looked down at a small pile of herbs. She carefully began to sort trew them. I wish Spring would come...I feel like I'm withering away day by day But, Shadow was young, and without her old amount of prey, her patients could live longer. She pawed the leaves in piles, counting each. "I may need to get more poppy seeds..." She muttered.

[Gusty]

Pastelle nodded when Shadow ordered her to get some prey. It was so strange, taking orders from an inferior. She almost was tempted to retaliate back, but what was the point? She’d probably do the same if Slash asked her to, and he most likely did need some prey for his empty stomach.
--
By the time she came back, with energized legs and a limp skinny squirrel hanging from her jaws, the molly scented another she-cat staying close to the bunch. Under further inspection, Pastelle realized what her name was, and that she was Shadow’s friend, or companion healer, or something of the sort. Ash. What a common, run-of-the-mill name. The tortoiseshell dropped the squirrel in front of Slash and listened to the other molly’s comment. Isn’t the transfer from a healer to a fighter nearly impossible though? Assuming that Ash is a healer. Because being a healer is so lesser in rank, and it’d take time to move up.

And then another cat spoke up- Aldrin, someone that she’d seen at some point in her life. What was he doing in the healer’s den? Was he getting healed too? Or was he just musing around for the fun of it? Pastelle had little to do with the fighter, so she decided to ignore him for the time being. In fact, she was just sitting and peering around from cat to cat.

[dino.]

Pastelle nodded when Shadow ordered her to get some prey. It was so strange, taking orders from an inferior. She almost was tempted to retaliate back, but what was the point? She’d probably do the same if Slash asked her to, and he most likely did need some prey for his empty stomach.
--
By the time she came back, with energized legs and a limp skinny squirrel hanging from her jaws, the molly scented another she-cat staying close to the bunch. Under further inspection, Pastelle realized what her name was, and that she was Shadow’s friend, or companion healer, or something of the sort. Ash. What a common, run-of-the-mill name. The tortoiseshell dropped the squirrel in front of Slash and listened to the other molly’s comment. Isn’t the transfer from a healer to a fighter nearly impossible though? Assuming that Ash is a healer. Because being a healer is so lesser in rank, and it’d take time to move up.

And then another cat spoke up- Aldrin, someone that she’d seen at some point in her life. What was he doing in the healer’s den? Was he getting healed too? Or was he just musing around for the fun of it? Pastelle had little to do with the fighter, so she decided to ignore him for the time being. In fact, she was just sitting and peering around from cat to cat.
Slash took a couple of small mouthfuls from the squirrel then pushed it away. "You can finish it," he sighed. "I'm not hungry." He closed his eyes, his tail twitching feebly. Moonfur

[judas]

Slash took a couple of small mouthfuls from the squirrel then pushed it away. "You can finish it," he sighed. "I'm not hungry." He closed his eyes, his tail twitching feebly. Moonfur
"No, finish it, you need your strength." Shadow mewed pushing it back to Slash. "You don't want to get any worse then you are now." She gently picked up a bundle of leafs and set them aside. Carefully, she pulled another pile over and sorted it out. "Ash, you may want to move your nest out, since your not training anymore." She mumbled. Shadow pawed more leafs away, and layed in her nest. "And also since you have forgotten your place in The Dusk Syndicate," Shadow mewed.

[dino.]

"No, finish it, you need your strength." Shadow mewed pushing it back to Slash. "You don't want to get any worse then you are now." She gently picked up a bundle of leafs and set them aside. Carefully, she pulled another pile over and sorted it out. "Ash, you may want to move your nest out, since your not training anymore." She mumbled. Shadow pawed more leafs away, and layed in her nest. "And also since you have forgotten your place in The Dusk Syndicate," Shadow mewed.
"No." Slash shoved the squirrel away again and turned away from it. "I said I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat."

[Gusty]

FoxyFanGirl Moonfur

Pastelle shrugged at Slash’s comment, since it had nothing much to do with her, but she’d rather not let the piece of prey go to waste- especially one in the midst of leaf-bare. Many rodents would be hibernating by this point, in their winter-long slumber. Others probably traveled to a more suitable habitat. But that poor, unfortunate squirrel did neither, and it was now prey. Perfect for keeping other cats alive. It shouldn’t be so quickly discarded. And plus, she spent effort to go out into the chilly forest- but it wasn’t as if she liked the healer’s den that much better.

“I’ll eat it if you don’t change your mind.” The molly said to Slash as an afterthought, looking down at the half-eaten carcass. Her whiskers then twitched as her head swiveled towards Shadow, with a new question approaching her mind. “How long would the healing be?”

[dino.]

FoxyFanGirl Moonfur

Pastelle shrugged at Slash’s comment, since it had nothing much to do with her, but she’d rather not let the piece of prey go to waste- especially one in the midst of leaf-bare. Many rodents would be hibernating by this point, in their winter-long slumber. Others probably traveled to a more suitable habitat. But that poor, unfortunate squirrel did neither, and it was now prey. Perfect for keeping other cats alive. It shouldn’t be so quickly discarded. And plus, she spent effort to go out into the chilly forest- but it wasn’t as if she liked the healer’s den that much better.

“I’ll eat it if you don’t change your mind.” The molly said to Slash as an afterthought, looking down at the half-eaten carcass. Her whiskers then twitched as her head swiveled towards Shadow, with a new question approaching her mind. “How long would the healing be?”

"Ok eat it then," Slash grumbled, his tsil still twitching.

[judas]

Mobile kill me now ))
Shadow shrugged and looked over at the wound. "Depends really, I'm not sure how the herbs effect him." She mewed. "Five days at the most, in two the fever should clear up and the wound should heal soon after. If it doesn't then Ill have to stuff slash with feverfew and poppy seeds. The only problem with that is winter is here and the herbs are withering away. I need some other cat to help me get all the herbs I can." Shadow streached her back, "I'm so tired, I feel like I'm older then I actually am these days..hehe.." The healer sighed, walking over to the herb store. She pawed the leafs into place, then grabbed a few contend and added them to slash's poorly dressed wound. "But I'm a healer, it would be almost impossible for me to get a hunter or a fighter to come with me. They would be best, since that new clan came near." Shadow shook her pelt and looked over at Slash and Pastelle.

[dino.]

Mobile kill me now ))
Shadow shrugged and looked over at the wound. "Depends really, I'm not sure how the herbs effect him." She mewed. "Five days at the most, in two the fever should clear up and the wound should heal soon after. If it doesn't then Ill have to stuff slash with feverfew and poppy seeds. The only problem with that is winter is here and the herbs are withering away. I need some other cat to help me get all the herbs I can." Shadow streached her back, "I'm so tired, I feel like I'm older then I actually am these days..hehe.." The healer sighed, walking over to the herb store. She pawed the leafs into place, then grabbed a few contend and added them to slash's poorly dressed wound. "But I'm a healer, it would be almost impossible for me to get a hunter or a fighter to come with me. They would be best, since that new clan came near." Shadow shook her pelt and looked over at Slash and Pastelle.
"I'll come," Slash grunted. "I'm not so injured that I can't help my savior in herb gathering. I mean, how dangerous can it be? All you do is pick leaves." He stood, gritting his teeth and looking at Shadow. I've never been this injured in my entire life! I've always escaped from fights with only a scrape. But now I've been injured and it won't heal, and Shadow is taking care of me. The least I can do is help her look for herbs. Most of the DS is mean to the medicine cat, but that doesn't mean I have to. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get some leaves so you can get your store stocked up for leaf-bare."

[judas]

"I'll come," Slash grunted. "I'm not so injured that I can't help my savior in herb gathering. I mean, how dangerous can it be? All you do is pick leaves." He stood, gritting his teeth and looking at Shadow. I've never been this injured in my entire life! I've always escaped from fights with only a scrape. But now I've been injured and it won't heal, and Shadow is taking care of me. The least I can do is help her look for herbs. Most of the DS is mean to the medicine cat, but that doesn't mean I have to. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get some leaves so you can get your store stocked up for leaf-bare."
Shadow flicked her tail, looking over at Slash. "How many times to I have to tell you? Rest!" She mewed. "Besides, if a sky clan border patrol comes near, you'll attack them, and they will attack you." Shadow turned over to Pastelle, "I know you don't want to hear this right now but the best herbs are on the border. I'm to weak to fight off a patrol on my own..." Shadow paused, hoping the she cat would understand what she was about to say. Shadow looked at the ground and gulped. She closed her eyes, then looked up at Pastelle her eyes narrowed. The only way Slash could get better is if they had better herbs. For the sake of all the dusk syndicate. "Pastelle I know we've had are problems in the past but I need you. Slash can't get better without fresh herbs, if he doesn't get them soon, he'll become worse and," Shadow paused.
"And Die"

[NightWarrior4Life]

Aria limped into the den, the smell of sweet herbs filling her mouth and nose. She was beaten up and tired...but the reason she was here was for the large slash across her face. The blood that was splattered everywhere, like a bright red paint smothered all over her silky black face. Her eyes were wide with terror. "I'm so sorry shadow, a-are you busy?!" She wheezed desperately, trying to catch enough air for the next breath.

[judas]

Aria limped into the den, the smell of sweet herbs filling her mouth and nose. She was beaten up and tired...but the reason she was here was for the large slash across her face. The blood that was splattered everywhere, like a bright red paint smothered all over her silky black face. Her eyes were wide with terror. "I'm so sorry shadow, a-are you busy?!" She wheezed desperately, trying to catch enough air for the next breath.
Shadow turned her head to see the bloody cat. "No I'm not lay down." She lead the cat over to a empty nest. "Tell me your name, and what happened." Shadow said, she didn't feel nervous at all. Shadow ran over to her herb store and grabbed cobwebs and moss. She whipped the cats face off with moss, and pressed cobwebs on the wounds. She couldn't tell we're the blood was exactly coming from, so she did her best to guess. Shadow's paws were still covered in this cats blood. She was still upset about her apprentices reassignment, but she had to focus. Shadow struggled to clean her paws in the middle of this. Her ears tilted around as she tried to remember what herbs to use.

[dino.]

Shadow flicked her tail, looking over at Slash. "How many times to I have to tell you? Rest!" She mewed. "Besides, if a sky clan border patrol comes near, you'll attack them, and they will attack you." Shadow turned over to Pastelle, "I know you don't want to hear this right now but the best herbs are on the border. I'm to weak to fight off a patrol on my own..." Shadow paused, hoping the she cat would understand what she was about to say. Shadow looked at the ground and gulped. She closed her eyes, then looked up at Pastelle her eyes narrowed. The only way Slash could get better is if they had better herbs. For the sake of all the dusk syndicate. "Pastelle I know we've had are problems in the past but I need you. Slash can't get better without fresh herbs, if he doesn't get them soon, he'll become worse and," Shadow paused.
"And Die"
Slash opened his mouth to protest, then found he had nothing to say and shut his jaws and layed back down.

[judas]

Shadow went over herb uses In her head. "Slash, do you lone anything about this cat?" She mewed. Shadow ran over to her herb store. She preferred to stay and work alone. Shadow quickly grabbed some dock leaves and Coltsfoot. She chewed the Coltsfoot and quickly put it in the cats mouth. "Come on, eats this it will make you feel better." She rubbed some dock on the wound. She walked back to her herbs store, getting Goldenrod. She chewed it a quick dressed the wound. Shadow rapped the face wound in cobwebs, laying a few poppy seeds and wet moss beside her. "All better eat those and rest."
-- Gusty
"Anyway, back to work." She shifted her gazed over to Pastelle. "I need help, and your the only cat that I know who can help. You don't have to," She paused for a moment turning to put away extra herbs. "But Slash's life depends on it," She stopped what she was doing. "The whole Dusk syndicate depends on it." She mewed. Shadow walked over to Pastelle. "I know I'm just a healer, nothing important. I don't fight in battles, but I help the cats who do. Herbs are running low...And the clans are getting stronger."

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow turned her head to see the bloody cat. "No I'm not lay down." She lead the cat over to a empty nest. "Tell me your name, and what happened." Shadow said, she didn't feel nervous at all. Shadow ran over to her herb store and grabbed cobwebs and moss. She whipped the cats face off with moss, and pressed cobwebs on the wounds. She couldn't tell we're the blood was exactly coming from, so she did her best to guess. Shadow's paws were still covered in this cats blood. She was still upset about her apprentices reassignment, but she had to focus. Shadow struggled to clean her paws in the middle of this. Her ears tilted around as she tried to remember what herbs to use.
The black rogue trembled. "I'm aria...and...I was out...patrolling...doesn't matter about details...and fleck...he...he got angry at me and..." She paused for a moment, trying to fight back tears. "He turned around and scar arched me, right across the nose...and...he left me to die and..." She stopped. Now the blood had been cleaned up, there was a clear deep slash diagonally across her face. She slumped into the nest and tried to calm herself down. But she was almost hysterical.

[Gusty]

Shadow went over herb uses In her head. "Slash, do you lone anything about this cat?" She mewed. Shadow ran over to her herb store. She preferred to stay and work alone. Shadow quickly grabbed some dock leaves and Coltsfoot. She chewed the Coltsfoot and quickly put it in the cats mouth. "Come on, eats this it will make you feel better." She rubbed some dock on the wound. She walked back to her herbs store, getting Goldenrod. She chewed it a quick dressed the wound. Shadow rapped the face wound in cobwebs, laying a few poppy seeds and wet moss beside her. "All better eat those and rest."
-- Gusty
"Anyway, back to work." She shifted her gazed over to Pastelle. "I need help, and your the only cat that I know who can help. You don't have to," She paused for a moment turning to put away extra herbs. "But Slash's life depends on it," She stopped what she was doing. "The whole Dusk syndicate depends on it." She mewed. Shadow walked over to Pastelle. "I know I'm just a healer, nothing important. I don't fight in battles, but I help the cats who do. Herbs are running low...And the clans are getting stronger."
Pastelle was distracted in these few moments, with her mind swirling with many thoughts of Slash and Shadow and wounds. The tortoiseshell was not easily distracted like this, but today was an exception. The scent of herbs mixed into her mind and put her into a dizzy, sleep-like trance. Her paws twitched at the thought of running free in the territory, which was more preferable than staying here.

"Huh? What should I do? Go to the territory and collect herbs? With or without you?" Her words were rushed and sharp. Pastelle's eyes fixed onto Shadow's, not giving an apology for her lack of concentration, as she believed it was unneeded.

[judas]

The black rogue trembled. "I'm aria...and...I was out...patrolling...doesn't matter about details...and fleck...he...he got angry at me and..." She paused for a moment, trying to fight back tears. "He turned around and scar arched me, right across the nose...and...he left me to die and..." She stopped. Now the blood had been cleaned up, there was a clear deep slash diagonally across her face. She slumped into the nest and tried to calm herself down. But she was almost hysterical.
Shadow looked over at Pastelle, "we'll go next morning, just follow me and warn me if you see anyone." Shadow mewed.
--
Shadow pushed the herbs from before over to Aria. "Eat these, who's Fleck?" She asked. The She-cat inspected the wound. " It's going to scar over, but with time it will heal." She mewed. Shadow turned over to the herb piles, pushing them away. "I'll need more cobwebs, and dock. I can get those when I go out. But hopefully no one gets a cough. I can really find a twoleg place who has it." Shadow sighed, flicking her tail they way she does when she's upset. Shadow sat near the entrance of the den, looking up at the sky. "Slash, Pastelle do you ever wonder were we go after we die?" She asked. Shadow gazed up with her blue orbs, rapping her tail around her paws. "Sometimes I wish I had more help around here...a trainee but we all know that did turn out as planed."

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow looked over at Pastelle, "we'll go next morning, just follow me and warn me if you see anyone." Shadow mewed.
--
Shadow pushed the herbs from before over to Aria. "Eat these, who's Fleck?" She asked. The She-cat inspected the wound. " It's going to scar over, but with time it will heal." She mewed. Shadow turned over to the herb piles, pushing them away. "I'll need more cobwebs, and dock. I can get those when I go out. But hopefully no one gets a cough. I can really find a twoleg place who has it." Shadow sighed, flicking her tail they way she does when she's upset. Shadow sat near the entrance of the den, looking up at the sky. "Slash, Pastelle do you ever wonder were we go after we die?" She asked. Shadow gazed up with her blue orbs, rapping her tail around her paws. "Sometimes I wish I had more help around here...a trainee but we all know that did turn out as planed."
"Fleck...a strong warrior an evil warrior...a former kittypet...and I thought he was my friend...I was the one who dragged him here...I felt bad about it at first but now, anyone would think he lured me into his trap...I would ramble into a long story but I suspect you're occupied with other things such as collecting herbs and treating patients like you said so I'll leave you to it...thank you for the herbs!" She nodded her head and left.

[judas]

"Fleck...a strong warrior an evil warrior...a former kittypet...and I thought he was my friend...I was the one who dragged him here...I felt bad about it at first but now, anyone would think he lured me into his trap...I would ramble into a long story but I suspect you're occupied with other things such as collecting herbs and treating patients like you said so I'll leave you to it...thank you for the herbs!" She nodded her head and left.
Shadow sighed, "Stay in here I need to watch how the wound heals." She mewed. The young cat flicked her tail, " No more hunting with Fleck you may fetch prey, but that it it." She mewed. Shadow fluffed up her
"Make sure to check in with me once in a while" Shadow tirned to sort threw spare herbs. "Be ready tomorrow I have a feeling we will need herbs soon. I better get started, some of these herbs are getting old." Shadow began to grab piles of herbs, sorting threw them and throwing out the old ones. She came to find a Death berry mixed with her last bit of catmint. "Odd...I haven't seen one of these in a while... I usually don't bother with them." She mumbled. Shadow set the death berry on a leaf, putting it up high so no kit could get it. "Need more catmint...Dock...Feverfew..." She mumbled.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow sighed, "Stay in here I need to watch how the wound heals." She mewed. The young cat flicked her tail, " No more hunting with Fleck you may fetch prey, but that it it." She mewed. Shadow fluffed up her
"Make sure to check in with me once in a while" Shadow tirned to sort threw spare herbs. "Be ready tomorrow I have a feeling we will need herbs soon. I better get started, some of these herbs are getting old." Shadow began to grab piles of herbs, sorting threw them and throwing out the old ones. She came to find a Death berry mixed with her last bit of catmint. "Odd...I haven't seen one of these in a while... I usually don't bother with them." She mumbled. Shadow set the death berry on a leaf, putting it up high so no kit could get it. "Need more catmint...Dock...Feverfew..." She mumbled.
"Oh...but...I was going to New commander halite to ask about my trial...yes, I haven't had it yet. I'm new."

[judas]

"Oh...but...I was going to New commander halite to ask about my trial...yes, I haven't had it yet. I'm new."
Shadow smiled, "Ah yes, have you decided what to be?" Shadow mewed, not looking up from her herbs. She remembered her own test. She rapped her tail around her paws. "Very well then, check in with me. I wanna see how it's doing in a while okay?" She mewed. Shadow pushed her herbs away, walking over to Aria. The she cat smiled checking the wound once more before sending the other cat out. She turned over to Slash, setting her tail on his head. Fever is still high, Shadow grabbed some wet moss a placed it carefully on his head. Shadow sighed, I need to save as much Feverfew as possible Shadow looked back at her store of catmint, she had a deep feeling she would need it in a while. Shadow calmly laid down in her nest beside Slash, pressing farther away.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow smiled, "Ah yes, have you decided what to be?" Shadow mewed, not looking up from her herbs. She remembered her own test. She rapped her tail around her paws. "Very well then, check in with me. I wanna see how it's doing in a while okay?" She mewed. Shadow pushed her herbs away, walking over to Aria. The she cat smiled checking the wound once more before sending the other cat out. She turned over to Slash, setting her tail on his head. Fever is still high, Shadow grabbed some wet moss a placed it carefully on his head. Shadow sighed, I need to save as much Feverfew as possible Shadow looked back at her store of catmint, she had a deep feeling she would need it in a while. Shadow calmly laid down in her nest beside Slash, pressing farther away.
"I'm thinking maybe a fighter...or a guard...I like getting my paws dirty if you know what I mean...I suppose you don't cause you're a medicine cat but you know..."

[judas]

"I'm thinking maybe a fighter...or a guard...I like getting my paws dirty if you know what I mean...I suppose you don't cause you're a medicine cat but you know..."
Shadow laughed, "You must Earn being a guard." She purred. Shadow smiled at the cats next comment. She was disrespected by the Dusk syndicate. The underestimated her Power as a healer. "Medicine cat? Is that all? I bet Slash here multiple times, fought of rouges and kitty-pets. Not to mention clanners." She purred. "Medicine cats are helpful too, see that injury across your face, what would you do if I wasn't here? It would get infected, and you would die." She mewed. Shadow gazed at Aria with her icy blue orbs. She got up from her nest. Picking moss from her pelt. She let out a small laugh, "Hmp, just like the others..." She mumbled.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow laughed, "You must Earn being a guard." She purred. Shadow smiled at the cats next comment. She was disrespected by the Dusk syndicate. The underestimated her Power as a healer. "Medicine cat? Is that all? I bet Slash here multiple times, fought of rouges and kitty-pets. Not to mention clanners." She purred. "Medicine cats are helpful too, see that injury across your face, what would you do if I wasn't here? It would get infected, and you would die." She mewed. Shadow gazed at Aria with her icy blue orbs. She got up from her nest. Picking moss from her pelt. She let out a small laugh, "Hmp, just like the others..." She mumbled.
"I mean, we don't disrespect you...we'd get punished for that...but we look down on you. I don't see why though. You should be high ranked like the clan medicine cats...yeah, the syndicate are obsessed with death and fighting and you treat the weak but most of these cats would be weak if it wasn't for all the amazing work you do in here! And for that, I DO respect you." She bowed her head and gave Shadow a respecful lick on the shoulder.

[dino.]

Shadow went over herb uses In her head. "Slash, do you lone anything about this cat?" She mewed. Shadow ran over to her herb store. She preferred to stay and work alone. Shadow quickly grabbed some dock leaves and Coltsfoot. She chewed the Coltsfoot and quickly put it in the cats mouth. "Come on, eats this it will make you feel better." She rubbed some dock on the wound. She walked back to her herbs store, getting Goldenrod. She chewed it a quick dressed the wound. Shadow rapped the face wound in cobwebs, laying a few poppy seeds and wet moss beside her. "All better eat those and rest."
-- Gusty
"Anyway, back to work." She shifted her gazed over to Pastelle. "I need help, and your the only cat that I know who can help. You don't have to," She paused for a moment turning to put away extra herbs. "But Slash's life depends on it," She stopped what she was doing. "The whole Dusk syndicate depends on it." She mewed. Shadow walked over to Pastelle. "I know I'm just a healer, nothing important. I don't fight in battles, but I help the cats who do. Herbs are running low...And the clans are getting stronger."
Slas chewed the leaves and swallowed them, screwing up his nose at the taste. "Was that necessary?" he muttered, avoiding Shadow's question. At least some of his temper was back, even if just a bit.

[judas]

Shadow returned to her den. A small sparrow in her mouth along with a few herbs. She dropped the Sparrow and leafs. Her mouth watered at the sight of the Plump bird. Pushing the herbs into a unsorted pile, she sat down and began to eat. The healer hadn't eaten a full meal in a while. Shadow licked her muzzle, pushing the bones of the bird aside. She shifted, sorting a few leafs. She pushed them aside, waiting for her next patient.

[Momotaro]

Shadow returned to her den. A small sparrow in her mouth along with a few herbs. She dropped the Sparrow and leafs. Her mouth watered at the sight of the Plump bird. Pushing the herbs into a unsorted pile, she sat down and began to eat. The healer hadn't eaten a full meal in a while. Shadow licked her muzzle, pushing the bones of the bird aside. She shifted, sorting a few leafs. She pushed them aside, waiting for her next patient.

Gold padded in, blood welling from his side; the trans tom winced as he put his injured leg on the ground. The hunter quickly spotted Shadow, who was now basically the cheif healer, the Japanese bobtail walked forward slightly, dipped his head, then mewed, "Excuse me, I was attacked by a badger, and I think I need healing." Think was an understatement, half of his body was scraped, and all of his back left leg was bleeding.

[judas]

Gold padded in, blood welling from his side; the trans tom winced as he put his injured leg on the ground. The hunter quickly spotted Shadow, who was now basically the cheif healer, the Japanese bobtail walked forward slightly, dipped his head, then mewed, "Excuse me, I was attacked by a badger, and I think I need healing." Think was an understatement, half of his body was scraped, and all of his back left leg was bleeding.
Shadow turned around, pushing some more leafs aside as she met Gold's Gaze. The cat was covered in blood down his Left side. Nodding her head, she helped The cat lay down, injured wounds exposed. She gave the wounds a quick sniff before turning. She quickly grabbed some moss, trying to clean the wound before putting and herbs or cobwebs on. "You seem to have several large scratches, each are deep, but should heal over. But there will definitely be some scars. As for your leg, I'll take a look at that and let you know." Shadow pushed way clumps of fur that had been torn out. The She-cat pushed some of the bloody moss to the side, inspecting the wounds. Scars should be hidden by the fur. As for The cats leg, I'll have to keep this cat here until further notice. "Tell me your name, and rank if you could." She mewed, Grabbing some Comfrey and Dock leafs. Then, she swept her tail and grabbed some dried Okay leafs. "The side wounds look slightly infected, but should be good in a few days if you rest and do what I tell you." She mewed. Shadow chewed comfrey and set in carefully on the scratches along with some dock leafs. "This will sting, just hold in there." She layed her soft tail onto Gold's head, feeling for a fever. Next, she rapped the wounds in cobwebs.
(Is Gold's Leg broken?)

[Momotaro]

Shadow turned around, pushing some more leafs aside as she met Gold's Gaze. The cat was covered in blood down his Left side. Nodding her head, she helped The cat lay down, injured wounds exposed. She gave the wounds a quick sniff before turning. She quickly grabbed some moss, trying to clean the wound before putting and herbs or cobwebs on. "You seem to have several large scratches, each are deep, but should heal over. But there will definitely be some scars. As for your leg, I'll take a look at that and let you know." Shadow pushed way clumps of fur that had been torn out. The She-cat pushed some of the bloody moss to the side, inspecting the wounds. Scars should be hidden by the fur. As for The cats leg, I'll have to keep this cat here until further notice. "Tell me your name, and rank if you could." She mewed, Grabbing some Comfrey and Dock leafs. Then, she swept her tail and grabbed some dried Okay leafs. "The side wounds look slightly infected, but should be good in a few days if you rest and do what I tell you." She mewed. Shadow chewed comfrey and set in carefully on the scratches along with some dock leafs. "This will sting, just hold in there." She layed her soft tail onto Gold's head, feeling for a fever. Next, she rapped the wounds in cobwebs.
(Is Gold's Leg broken?)

(It's probably just slightly dislocated, it will heal.)

Gold lay down carfully, he winced as he felt the moss touch his injured side. He sighed in relief when he heard the wounds wouldn't be permanent. Atleast I can still hunt. And I get a few days of... he lifted his head slightly and looked around, Shadow was busying her self, getting moss and herbs. Healers don't get enough credit, we'd be dead without them.... I wonder what Ajax would say... Probably, 'Healers are weak cats. If you can't heal yourself you must die. And healers must learn to survive.' Heh. Idiot. The Tom flicked his turtle like tail slightly. "Thanks. You don't get enough credit. If you didn't exist I'd be dead, or worse." He changed the conversation, the Tom was eager to learn about a day in the life of a healer, "What is your name? Mine is Gold. Stupid name really, what's yours?" He cocked his head slightly. The news of scars and pain didn't worry him; the sounds of boredom did. He wanted to make sure he learned something interesting.

[judas]

(It's probably just slightly dislocated, it will heal.)

Gold lay down carfully, he winced as he felt the moss touch his injured side. He sighed in relief when he heard the wounds wouldn't be permanent. Atleast I can still hunt. And I get a few days of... he lifted his head slightly and looked around, Shadow was busying her self, getting moss and herbs. Healers don't get enough credit, we'd be dead without them.... I wonder what Ajax would say... Probably, 'Healers are weak cats. If you can't heal yourself you must die. And healers must learn to survive.' Heh. Idiot. The Tom flicked his turtle like tail slightly. "Thanks. You don't get enough credit. If you didn't exist I'd be dead, or worse." He changed the conversation, the Tom was eager to learn about a day in the life of a healer, "What is your name? Mine is Gold. Stupid name really, what's yours?" He cocked his head slightly. The news of scars and pain didn't worry him; the sounds of boredom did. He wanted to make sure he learned something interesting.
The Tortoiseshell she-cat flicked her ears. Her ginger tufts of fur burned brightly against the sun. "Shadow," She replied simply. She sniffed at a leaf herbs, grabbing a large stick. "Bite down on this," She pushed the stick closer. "It seems your leg is dislocated, I have to put it back into place." She firmly grabbed Gold's Leg in between her Jaws, and gave it a a quick pull. "See, not that bad." She purred. Shadow grabbed some wet moss and set it by Gold, along with a few poppy seeds. "Eat these, the pain will go down quickly." She purred.

[Momotaro]

The Tortoiseshell she-cat flicked her ears. Her ginger tufts of fur burned brightly against the sun. "Shadow," She replied simply. She sniffed at a leaf herbs, grabbing a large stick. "Bite down on this," She pushed the stick closer. "It seems your leg is dislocated, I have to put it back into place." She firmly grabbed Gold's Leg in between her Jaws, and gave it a a quick pull. "See, not that bad." She purred. Shadow grabbed some wet moss and set it by Gold, along with a few poppy seeds. "Eat these, the pain will go down quickly." She purred.

The tom bit down hard on stick, cracking it into two, as his leg was pulled, he glared at Shadow for a moment, but then thought better of it. "Thanks...." He mewed quietly, I can't tell ether I want to claw her or thank her.... He ate a seed, his leg and side still hurt, but it was more of a blank buzzing feeling. Weird, he yawned and turned to Shadow, "What do you do when there are no cats that need healing? Sit there? Go to sleep?" He questioned profusely, eager for answers.

[judas]

The tom bit down hard on stick, cracking it into two, as his leg was pulled, he glared at Shadow for a moment, but then thought better of it. "Thanks...." He mewed quietly, I can't tell ether I want to claw her or thank her.... He ate a seed, his leg and side still hurt, but it was more of a blank buzzing feeling. Weird, he yawned and turned to Shadow, "What do you do when there are no cats that need healing? Sit there? Go to sleep?" He questioned profusely, eager for answers.
Shadow looked at the cat oddly for a moment. No cat had really asked her any questions because of her rank. She sat near the cat, curling her tail around her paws. Shadow's blue eyes went blank with thought for a moment before turning to Gold. "Well...I would train my trainee but...they left so, I try and find herbs. I need to get as many as possible right now. When I'm not collecting I hm...Well, I walk around." Shadow wasn't comfortable telling what she really did when there where no one was around. Turning, she collected the bloody moss and cobwebs in a small pile. Shifting, She scooped some snow out from the den. She arranged it around Gold's leg, "I don't think clan cats do this, but I seems like it would help take away the pain. Shadow set down some moss to soak up the melting water. Nodding when she was done, she swiped a paw over her ears.

[goddess of ducks]

fenic!
Forest padded warily into the den. She paws scraped the ground, her Ebony tail dragged along the ground behind her. Blood trickled down the side of her cheek. Overall, the small black and cream striped she cat look terrible. Her black pelt was covered in dust and dirt, a result from her squall with the apprentices. Her pastel green hues were duller than they usually were and lacked the light of adventure they normally held. As she trudged in, she stopped short, her eyes scanning the den, in search of some assistance. She had never had to come into this den in particular before, but now that she saw it, she was quite glad she wasn't going to be a healer. It looked small, smelled terrible and stank of blood, infection and disease as well, but the pungent herbs did a decent job of overpowering that. On her way back she had managed to stop the tears that flowed down her cheeks, but the evidence of tears remained. The black fur on the sides of her nose and down her cheek were wet and slightly crusty from her emotional session. Luckily for her, the water streaks weren't as visible in the dark cavern. She still sniffles everyonce in a while, but she attempted to suppress them as best she could. Before stepping further inside, she cast one doubtful glance behind her. She hadn't spoken to either of her parents, and it was only a few hours of her ceremony. Did she really want to go running back to Sorrel and Singe now?

[judas]

Shadow looked at the cat oddly for a moment. No cat had really asked her any questions because of her rank. She sat near the cat, curling her tail around her paws. Shadow's blue eyes went blank with thought for a moment before turning to Gold. "Well...I would train my trainee but...they left so, I try and find herbs. I need to get as many as possible right now. When I'm not collecting I hm...Well, I walk around." Shadow wasn't comfortable telling what she really did when there where no one was around. Turning, she collected the bloody moss and cobwebs in a small pile. Shifting, She scooped some snow out from the den. She arranged it around Gold's leg, "I don't think clan cats do this, but I seems like it would help take away the pain. Shadow set down some moss to soak up the melting water. Nodding when she was done, she swiped a paw over her ears.
The Eye Of The Storm

[Momotaro]

Shadow looked at the cat oddly for a moment. No cat had really asked her any questions because of her rank. She sat near the cat, curling her tail around her paws. Shadow's blue eyes went blank with thought for a moment before turning to Gold. "Well...I would train my trainee but...they left so, I try and find herbs. I need to get as many as possible right now. When I'm not collecting I hm...Well, I walk around." Shadow wasn't comfortable telling what she really did when there where no one was around. Turning, she collected the bloody moss and cobwebs in a small pile. Shifting, She scooped some snow out from the den. She arranged it around Gold's leg, "I don't think clan cats do this, but I seems like it would help take away the pain. Shadow set down some moss to soak up the melting water. Nodding when she was done, she swiped a paw over her ears.

Gold smiled softly, "Ahh, bad luck. I probably will never have a trainee. I would teach them how to debate, not hunt. It's so underused in the Syndicate. I guess you have Hannibal, but Onyx is an idiot, who's only good strength is fighting, Halite can barely speak, and Fleck is a "Attack first ask questions later" their all idiots." Gold blushed, "sorry I went on a tangent, hunters and healers don't get enough credit." The Tom felt a chill go down his spine as the snow was piled up on his leg. He blinked and shifted into a different position. He thought carefully about what Shadow said. Clan cats.... Their weird, nicer; but weird. And I was born here.... But maybe they could work as a back up plan....

[NightWarrior4Life]

Aria sighed "Shadow, it's been a while now. Can I leave? The scratch has scarred over..."

[judas]

Gold smiled softly, "Ahh, bad luck. I probably will never have a trainee. I would teach them how to debate, not hunt. It's so underused in the Syndicate. I guess you have Hannibal, but Onyx is an idiot, who's only good strength is fighting, Halite can barely speak, and Fleck is a "Attack first ask questions later" their all idiots." Gold blushed, "sorry I went on a tangent, hunters and healers don't get enough credit." The Tom felt a chill go down his spine as the snow was piled up on his leg. He blinked and shifted into a different position. He thought carefully about what Shadow said. Clan cats.... Their weird, nicer; but weird. And I was born here.... But maybe they could work as a back up plan....
Aria sighed "Shadow, it's been a while now. Can I leave? The scratch has scarred over..."
Shadow flicked her tail, showing Aria that she could go. Nodding, she touched her nose to Gold's shoulder. "They'll see they can't live without us. We're better off here then in the clans." She thought about how a clan cat blackmailed her once, the shook her head. "Never mind that, all ranks are important, they'll see." She turned back to her herbs, then back to Gold, touching her muzzle to his head. "Without hunters, not as much food would be brought in. And Without healers, who would heal there wounds?" She swept her tail across the den. Sitting up the She-cat swepted her tail once more, looking over her shoulder. "I like it here, its dry and warm. The herbs make my pelt smell sweet. I would rather stay in here then be out there and take lives. I like to Save them."

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow flicked her tail, showing Aria that she could go. Nodding, she touched her nose to Gold's shoulder. "They'll see they can't live without us. We're better off here then in the clans." She thought about how a clan cat blackmailed her once, the shook her head. "Never mind that, all ranks are important, they'll see." She turned back to her herbs, then back to Gold, touching her muzzle to his head. "Without hunters, not as much food would be brought in. And Without healers, who would heal there wounds?" She swept her tail across the den. Sitting up the She-cat swepted her tail once more, looking over her shoulder. "I like it here, its dry and warm. The herbs make my pelt smell sweet. I would rather stay in here then be out there and take lives. I like to Save them."she stared back for a moment then said again "by the way, I don't think healers are weak...I agree, they've saved millions of lives...the syndicate won't thrive without cats like you." She reminded them then slipped out Into the clearing.

[dino.]

Slash listened to the she-cats talk. He knew what it was like to kill cats. But i dont anymore... right? "I agree with Shadow," he announced unexpectedly. "All ranks are important. The DS should know that."


Moonfur

[Momotaro]

Shadow flicked her tail, showing Aria that she could go. Nodding, she touched her nose to Gold's shoulder. "They'll see they can't live without us. We're better off here then in the clans." She thought about how a clan cat blackmailed her once, the shook her head. "Never mind that, all ranks are important, they'll see." She turned back to her herbs, then back to Gold, touching her muzzle to his head. "Without hunters, not as much food would be brought in. And Without healers, who would heal there wounds?" She swept her tail across the den. Sitting up the She-cat swepted her tail once more, looking over her shoulder. "I like it here, its dry and warm. The herbs make my pelt smell sweet. I would rather stay in here then be out there and take lives. I like to Save them."
Slash listened to the she-cats talk. He knew what it was like to kill cats. But i dont anymore... right? "I agree with Shadow," he announced unexpectedly. "All ranks are important. The DS should know that."
Moonfur

Gold smiled and was about to answer when he heard Slash, jumped up, causing him to yowl in pain. He stared at his leg, more skin was appearing; bloodied and bruised. "Really," he grumbled, "Of all the times I get spooked this is Italy.." Gold thought about what Shadow said. Saving... Clans..... Respect.... Would that be what the clans are like? Safe and secure? He looked up at Slash and Shadow, "If you had the choice, and you could leave the Syndicate, join the clans, become a kitty-pet! Would you do it?" The bobtail mewed, the question was taboo, but Gold didn't care.

[judas]

Gold smiled and was about to answer when he heard Slash, jumped up, causing him to yowl in pain. He stared at his leg, more skin was appearing; bloodied and bruised. "Really," he grumbled, "Of all the times I get spooked this is Italy.." Gold thought about what Shadow said. Saving... Clans..... Respect.... Would that be what the clans are like? Safe and secure? He looked up at Slash and Shadow, "If you had the choice, and you could leave the Syndicate, join the clans, become a kitty-pet! Would you do it?" The bobtail mewed, the question was taboo, but Gold didn't care.
Shadow jumped up, trying to lay the cat down. She covered his leg with moss. "Be Careful, You could end up making a permanent problem." Shadow sat back down. "Clans, one clan cat black mailed me, another killed my Mother." She rapped her tail around her paws. "I don't remember it well though, anyway.." SHe turned her her herb store. "I wouldn't be able to be a healer, I would be forced to follow the same path as others. Here, I can do what I want." Shadow piled more herbs, pushing them onto a large leaf. She touched her muzzle to Gold's head. "But you, you could go. You would have better luck fitting in the me," She mewed, turning away.

[Fel]

@fenic! (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=21)
Forest padded warily into the den. She paws scraped the ground, her Ebony tail dragged along the ground behind her. Blood trickled down the side of her cheek. Overall, the small black and cream striped she cat look terrible. Her black pelt was covered in dust and dirt, a result from her squall with the apprentices. Her pastel green hues were duller than they usually were and lacked the light of adventure they normally held. As she trudged in, she stopped short, her eyes scanning the den, in search of some assistance. She had never had to come into this den in particular before, but now that she saw it, she was quite glad she wasn't going to be a healer. It looked small, smelled terrible and stank of blood, infection and disease as well, but the pungent herbs did a decent job of overpowering that. On her way back she had managed to stop the tears that flowed down her cheeks, but the evidence of tears remained. The black fur on the sides of her nose and down her cheek were wet and slightly crusty from her emotional session. Luckily for her, the water streaks weren't as visible in the dark cavern. She still sniffles everyonce in a while, but she attempted to suppress them as best she could. Before stepping further inside, she cast one doubtful glance behind her. She hadn't spoken to either of her parents, and it was only a few hours of her ceremony. Did she really want to go running back to Sorrel and Singe now?

Hamlet had been busy with a strange influx of patients ever since Renn had disappeared- there were no restrictions on going to the clans, and the leaders then had seemed to be much more ruthless than they were now. Thankfully, cats had been getting injured less and less thanks to Halite restoring balance to the Dusk Syndicate, but he still felt slightly overwhelmed- though having his sister back made him feel quite better than he normally did. If only Bella' knew how to make all these patients disappear! He thought to himself, smiling quietly as the tom continued to sort herbs. However, his quiet didn't last for too long, and an injured trainee arrived in the den, his face dropping as the healer saw somebody so young injured already. "Oh my gosh- are you alright? We should patch that up right away!" The younger healer exclaimed as he saw Forest's bloody cheek. "We'll need some cobwebs, I guess- oh, would you keep still, also? We don't want that wound to get infected, now would we?"

[goddess of ducks]

Hamlet had been busy with a strange influx of patients ever since Renn had disappeared- there were no restrictions on going to the clans, and the leaders then had seemed to be much more ruthless than they were now. Thankfully, cats had been getting injured less and less thanks to Halite restoring balance to the Dusk Syndicate, but he still felt slightly overwhelmed- though having his sister back made him feel quite better than he normally did. If only Bella' knew how to make all these patients disappear! He thought to himself, smiling quietly as the tom continued to sort herbs. However, his quiet didn't last for too long, and an injured trainee arrived in the den, his face dropping as the healer saw somebody so young injured already. "Oh my gosh- are you alright? We should patch that up right away!" The younger healer exclaimed as he saw Forest's bloody cheek. "We'll need some cobwebs, I guess- oh, would you keep still, also? We don't want that wound to get infected, now would we?"


Forest kept her Ebony colored head lowered, her nose pointing to the ground. She wasn't proud of her injuries, the way her father was about some of his scars. He had gotten them in noble fights, making the Clan respect him, fighting for justice, or whatever. No she had gotten this because she hadn't done exactly as she was told. There was no boasting rights to this. Only shame. She sighed, her mouth clamped firmly shut. She could feel the tears burning, struggling to be free once again, but she was able to over come the urge for the time being. She didn't want to appear weaker than she already was. She heard the young sounding cat approach her. She listened to him, but never uttered a sound. She kept her body firmly pressed in place, unmoving, perfectly still like a statue. Was every cat in this place so horrid? Did she have to be perfect all the time? Apparently so, or else injuries were inflicted upon her. She wasn't too thrilled with the thought. As she sat there though, Forest allowed her thoughts to drift away through the forest and back into the Clan territories. She thought of the Windclan moor that had been a temporary home for her. She remembered playing with her siblings in the clearing, enjoying their life without much care. Then she remembered Brindlekit. With a shuddering sigh she couldn't help but wondering how she was getting along. Hopefully she was faring better than she was. Even though Brindle had betrayed their beliefs and refused to travel with them, Forest couldn't help but still love her to some extent, she was her sister after all.

[Fel]

Forest kept her Ebony colored head lowered, her nose pointing to the ground. She wasn't proud of her injuries, the way her father was about some of his scars. He had gotten them in noble fights, making the Clan respect him, fighting for justice, or whatever. No she had gotten this because she hadn't done exactly as she was told. There was no boasting rights to this. Only shame. She sighed, her mouth clamped firmly shut. She could feel the tears burning, struggling to be free once again, but she was able to over come the urge for the time being. She didn't want to appear weaker than she already was. She heard the young sounding cat approach her. She listened to him, but never uttered a sound. She kept her body firmly pressed in place, unmoving, perfectly still like a statue. Was every cat in this place so horrid? Did she have to be perfect all the time? Apparently so, or else injuries were inflicted upon her. She wasn't too thrilled with the thought. As she sat there though, Forest allowed her thoughts to drift away through the forest and back into the Clan territories. She thought of the Windclan moor that had been a temporary home for her. She remembered playing with her siblings in the clearing, enjoying their life without much care. Then she remembered Brindlekit. With a shuddering sigh she couldn't help but wondering how she was getting along. Hopefully she was faring better than she was. Even though Brindle had betrayed their beliefs and refused to travel with them, Forest couldn't help but still love her to some extent, she was her sister after all.

"...You know, you look like you're about to cry." Hamlet sighed as he went to fetch some cobwebs to cover the trainee's wounds, combing through his stock of herbs quickly. There weren't as many healers as there used to, and everything ad been rather fast-paced lately. "What happened? You seem a bit shaken up for such a simple injury." He didn't understand how such a small failure could make fighters spin out of control- as a healer, he always had to deal with backlash for what he did wrong. It made him into a more careful cat, managing wounds with absolute care as he'd tried his best to impress everyone around him. His father, Fracture, had told him to look into his heart- not to force himself into a job that he felt he couldn't do, and that seemed to be worth all the insults he received for it.

[goddess of ducks]

"...You know, you look like you're about to cry." Hamlet sighed as he went to fetch some cobwebs to cover the trainee's wounds, combing through his stock of herbs quickly. There weren't as many healers as there used to, and everything ad been rather fast-paced lately. "What happened? You seem a bit shaken up for such a simple injury." He didn't understand how such a small failure could make fighters spin out of control- as a healer, he always had to deal with backlash for what he did wrong. It made him into a more careful cat, managing wounds with absolute care as he'd tried his best to impress everyone around him. His father, Fracture, had told him to look into his heart- not to force himself into a job that he felt he couldn't do, and that seemed to be worth all the insults he received for it.


Forest didn't exactly feel like looking Hamlet in the eye, but she found her gaze slowly wandering to him. He had a gentle tone, one like her mother had used when she was little, but it was different.... "I-I guess I'm just not ready for this. Being a Trainee and all." She said quietly, her voice not much more than a whisper. It was an idea she had been tossing around, that she was weak, she wasn't ready to be a strong fighter like her mother and father. She couldn't tell them that. The infamous Singenight, leader of Windclan and his fearless partner Sorrelskip. Those were her parents, and they had such a background, such an amazing story to tell, that she couldn't help but feel unimportant. "Y'see, I wasn't born here, I was born in the Clans, my father, he was the leader, but he was chased out. That's when a friend of my fathers brought us here. I've been trying to live up to his name, but I feel like I'm failing at everything." She said, her voice a bit stronger now, but still it creaked with recent tears. "It's my first day training and I was told and taught how to kill. I've only heard about killing, never done it. Until today that is..." She said her voice sad. The tom cat was around her age. He had looked like a Windclan apprentice, but she couldn't have been sure. What if Broken had abducted Brindlekit? What would she have done then? "He told me to kill, three apprentices. So I listened and did as I was told. I let two of them escape, but I...I killed the third." She said, her green eyes clouding over. "But that wasn't what truly scared me." She added reluctantly.

[judas]

Duskflight
Shadow sorted through her dusty herb stores. the tortoiseshell sighed. Ash had left her, now the space where her former trainee's nest had been was now used as extra sleeping space. She sighed, flicking her glossy tail. "Might as well look for a another trainee soon." She mumbled. Shadow wasn't old, at the least. She just liked rambling about herbs and not get yelled at. "Juniper berries are low, and Marigold. Cobwebs are fine, although I might get more while I can. Catmint, hmm." She mumbled to herself. Shadow pushed a set of herbs to the side carefully, also putting up a pile of death berries on a high rock.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Aria sped back into the healer's den just a day after she had gotten the scratch. "Hi Shadow!" She squeaked. For once aria didn't look like a menacing rogue and actually looked like a bouncy, loveable kittypet.:grouphug2:

[judas]

Aria sped back into the healer's den just a day after she had gotten the scratch. "Hi Shadow!" She squeaked. For once aria didn't look like a menacing rogue and actually looked like a bouncy, loveable kittypet.:grouphug2:
Shadow turned around at the voice. She half hoped it was Ash, but it was just Aria. The cat had been around a lot recently, Shadow was starting to think she was a spy. If she wasn't already done with Training, I might have chosen her. Shadow thought, but a few kits had taken the time to come in. Shadow dipped her head at the cat. "Hello Aria, whats the problem?" She mewed, turning from her herbs stores. It better be bad, I need to get more herbs.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow turned around at the voice. She half hoped it was Ash, but it was just Aria. The cat had been around a lot recently, Shadow was starting to think she was a spy. If she wasn't already done with Training, I might have chosen her. Shadow thought, but a few kits had taken the time to come in. Shadow dipped her head at the cat. "Hello Aria, whats the problem?" She mewed, turning from her herbs stores. It better be bad, I need to get more herbs.
The she-cat didn't say anything. The black cat lay on the floor and rolled on her back, exposing her slightly pudgier tummy. "Can you take a look at it for me? I've been eating a lot more recently, but for a good reason...I want them healthy..." 'Them' was a big clue. I really hope I am... "I wanted to run it by you first to make sure...that I actually am..." Aria decided to stop and just smiled on. :lovepoke:

[judas]

The she-cat didn't say anything. The black cat lay on the floor and rolled on her back, exposing her slightly pudgier tummy. "Can you take a look at it for me? I've been eating a lot more recently, but for a good reason...I want them healthy..." 'Them' was a big clue. I really hope I am... "I wanted to run it by you first to make sure...that I actually am..." Aria decided to stop and just smiled on. :lovepoke:
Shadow looked at the she cat oddly. Her belly was large, and when she said, 'Them' Shadow knew what was happening. Shadow approached the cat slowly, sitting in front of her. Shadow wrapped her tail around her, placing a paw on her belly. "Who's that Father?" She asked, feeling her belly. The kits seemed playful, she could feel them wiggle in her belly. Maybe two or three, Aria is to small to hold four. It could happen though...
The She-cat thought about her own life. She had never really wanted kits, but she liked helping. Moving her paws over she pressed on it slightly. "Does this hurt?" She asked.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow looked at the she cat oddly. Her belly was large, and when she said, 'Them' Shadow knew what was happening. Shadow approached the cat slowly, sitting in front of her. Shadow wrapped her tail around her, placing a paw on her belly. "Who's that Father?" She asked, feeling her belly. The kits seemed playful, she could feel them wiggle in her belly. Maybe two or three, Aria is to small to hold four. It could happen though...
The She-cat thought about her own life. She had never really wanted kits, but she liked helping. Moving her paws over she pressed on it slightly. "Does this hurt?" She asked.
The small she-cat sighed. "Fleck. But it had to happen eventually. But seeing as I'm quite tubby, I reckon I have two in there...and, it feels kind of like a bruise but it doesn't hurt dramatically. Probably where they're tumbling around." She blinked with her large sapphire eyes.

[judas]

The small she-cat sighed. "Fleck. But it had to happen eventually. But seeing as I'm quite tubby, I reckon I have two in there...and, it feels kind of like a bruise but it doesn't hurt dramatically. Probably where they're tumbling around." She blinked with her large sapphire eyes.
Shadow looked at the cat once again. Hadn't Fleck hurt her when Shadow had first met her? Shadow pushed in another place. "Two seems right, make sure your not battling or hunting. And eat until your full, nothing less." She mewed, looking at her herbs. "They'll be due soon, but you'll still have time to do normal things. I want you to go ahead and Make a nest in the nursery, okay? And come to me every few days, I need to check up on them." Shadow pulled herself from the cat. "You'll feel when they are due, come here a few days before that, I'll have everything ready." Shadow mewed flicking her tail.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow looked at the cat once again. Hadn't Fleck hurt her when Shadow had first met her? Shadow pushed in another place. "Two seems right, make sure your not battling or hunting. And eat until your full, nothing less." She mewed, looking at her herbs. "They'll be due soon, but you'll still have time to do normal things. I want you to go ahead and Make a nest in the nursery, okay? And come to me every few days, I need to check up on them." Shadow pulled herself from the cat. "You'll feel when they are due, come here a few days before that, I'll have everything ready." Shadow mewed flicking her tail.
"Thank you so much shadow! I'm glad I've got you to deliver my beauties..." She sneaked then skipped out into the clearing ready to start her new life as a nursery queen.

[judas]

"Thank you so much shadow! I'm glad I've got you to deliver my beauties..." She sneaked then skipped out into the clearing ready to start her new life as a nursery queen.
Duskflight
(For when ever you're open ^^)
Shadow nodded as Aria walked out the den. Turning back to her half-cleaned herb stores she sighed. "Marigold, burdock root..." She was shocked at the amount of herbs that had gone bad. "Other healers must have used some." She only half believed herself, being one of the only healers in the Dusk syndicate.
(Its a bit short x-x)

[The Cannibal]

Duskflight
(For when ever you're open ^^)
Shadow nodded as Aria walked out the den. Turning back to her half-cleaned herb stores she sighed. "Marigold, burdock root..." She was shocked at the amount of herbs that had gone bad. "Other healers must have used some." She only half believed herself, being one of the only healers in the Dusk syndicate.
(Its a bit short x-x)
{This is before they're mentor and apprentice right? c:}
Shortly after Aria had walked out of the den and Shadow had gotten back to checking her herb stores, there was a rather loud crash and a little bit of a chuckle as a grey blue went hurtling into a nearby stock full of bay leaves, sending them everywhere and also covering himself in it. Sitting up promptly and shaking his head, the relatively old looking tom kit turned his deep blue eyes to the healer with a grin.
"Hey, sorry about that! I just wanted to see how fast I could run, I just didn't see where I was running! I can help you clean up if you want? What since I knocked your plants all over the place and stuff!"
Icarius's voice was leaning more to the deep side the older he got, but it was nearing the point that it was just about as deep as it was going to get. It seemed to carry a note of cheeriness and if you were able to imagine him in other circumstances it was relatively clear he liked to boast about things a lot and could tend to get a bit prideful, but then again, only a cat good at reading others could figure that out at the moment.
"Jeez, it really smells like something in here!" The grey, long-furred kit mewed, wrinkling his nose a bit and flicking the tip of his tail before making a move to start cleaning up the leaves, regardless if the black she-cat wanted him to or not.

[judas]

{This is before they're mentor and apprentice right? c:}
Shortly after Aria had walked out of the den and Shadow had gotten back to checking her herb stores, there was a rather loud crash and a little bit of a chuckle as a grey blue went hurtling into a nearby stock full of bay leaves, sending them everywhere and also covering himself in it. Sitting up promptly and shaking his head, the relatively old looking tom kit turned his deep blue eyes to the healer with a grin.
"Hey, sorry about that! I just wanted to see how fast I could run, I just didn't see where I was running! I can help you clean up if you want? What since I knocked your plants all over the place and stuff!"
Icarius's voice was leaning more to the deep side the older he got, but it was nearing the point that it was just about as deep as it was going to get. It seemed to carry a note of cheeriness and if you were able to imagine him in other circumstances it was relatively clear he liked to boast about things a lot and could tend to get a bit prideful, but then again, only a cat good at reading others could figure that out at the moment.
"Jeez, it really smells like something in here!" The grey, long-furred kit mewed, wrinkling his nose a bit and flicking the tip of his tail before making a move to start cleaning up the leaves, regardless if the black she-cat wanted him to or not.
(Yep!)
Shadow looked at the kit, holding up her paw half way, but the kit began to clean before she could stop him. "I-Nevermind," She mewed, sweeping some of the leaves over. "Its fine, just be a little more careful." Shadow mewed. The tortoiseshell flicked a ear, turning away from the kit as she pushed away some herbs that had fallen. Shadow looked over her shoulder, Expecting Ash to ask what had happened. But to her disappointment the She had Moved out.

[judas]

(Yep!)
Shadow looked at the kit, holding up her paw half way, but the kit began to clean before she could stop him. "I-Nevermind," She mewed, sweeping some of the leaves over. "Its fine, just be a little more careful." Shadow mewed. The tortoiseshell flicked a ear, turning away from the kit as she pushed away some herbs that had fallen. Shadow looked over her shoulder, Expecting Ash to ask what had happened. But to her disappointment the She had Moved out.
Bump for Duskflight

[The Mad Katter]

Thistle limped into the healer's den, her leg twisted at an odd angle. She was more than a bit grumpy and wanted this to be done and over with. The stupid badger she decided to fight was old, but still strong and experienced. Her leg twinged in pain and she winced. This could be a problem. Normally, she had a pretty high pain tolerance, but her leg hurt more than any wounds ever did. It could also be due to the fact that she had broken that leg before. Thistle shook her head, "Let's not remember that," she told herself. Thistle stood there, deep in her thoughts about what she could've done better. She sighed. All the answers were, "Be faster! Be stronger! Show more sense!" The grey and white she-cat growled at herself and waited.

The Eye Of The Storm

[The Cannibal]

(Yep!)
Shadow looked at the kit, holding up her paw half way, but the kit began to clean before she could stop him. "I-Nevermind," She mewed, sweeping some of the leaves over. "Its fine, just be a little more careful." Shadow mewed. The tortoiseshell flicked a ear, turning away from the kit as she pushed away some herbs that had fallen. Shadow looked over her shoulder, Expecting Ash to ask what had happened. But to her disappointment the She had Moved out.
{Jeez I am sorry about this late reply!}
The kit seemed to take no notice of the cat that was about to speak, going to clean up anyways, even if she had said something, it was very likely that Icarius wouldn't have listened considering he tended to be a very stubborn tom who did what he thought he should do regardless if others frowned upon it.
"I can do that! I mean, my parents don't think so, they say I'm.."
The fluffy kit seemed to pause, trying to recall the word they used to describe him.
"Clumsy! They say I'm clumsy! I don't even know what that means, but I don't think it's true. Wait.. Yes, I know what that means, that means I.. Trip over my paws a lot? Okay.. So maybe I am clumsy, but who cares, I can take on any cat, look how big I am!" The kit rambled on, not even looking to see if she was paying attention until he stopped to try and flex in front of her, looking rather awkward with the movement.
"I'm going to protect my siblings! That's what I'm going to use my size for, and my strength!" Icarius said with some gusto, flicking his tail and moving the last of the herbs into a makeshift pile that hardly resembled the neat stack they had been in before he came along. With that done, he fully turned his attention to Shadow, tilting his head.
"What's your name?"

[judas]

{Jeez I am sorry about this late reply!}
The kit seemed to take no notice of the cat that was about to speak, going to clean up anyways, even if she had said something, it was very likely that Icarius wouldn't have listened considering he tended to be a very stubborn tom who did what he thought he should do regardless if others frowned upon it.
"I can do that! I mean, my parents don't think so, they say I'm.."
The fluffy kit seemed to pause, trying to recall the word they used to describe him.
"Clumsy! They say I'm clumsy! I don't even know what that means, but I don't think it's true. Wait.. Yes, I know what that means, that means I.. Trip over my paws a lot? Okay.. So maybe I am clumsy, but who cares, I can take on any cat, look how big I am!" The kit rambled on, not even looking to see if she was paying attention until he stopped to try and flex in front of her, looking rather awkward with the movement.
"I'm going to protect my siblings! That's what I'm going to use my size for, and my strength!" Icarius said with some gusto, flicking his tail and moving the last of the herbs into a makeshift pile that hardly resembled the neat stack they had been in before he came along. With that done, he fully turned his attention to Shadow, tilting his head.
"What's your name?"
Shadow let a slight smile out from her black muzzle. Her blue eyes held a slight hint of joy. She wasn't surprised The young cat had started to flex. Many cats often did, and it was cute to see a small kit. She laughed a little bit as she wrapped her tail around her paws. Looking over to see that the mess had been cleared. She looked at the kit, "Shadow," She mewed. The Healer had often been mocked because of her name. Manly because of the clan. But surprisingly she had no clan background.

[The Cannibal]

Shadow let a slight smile out from her black muzzle. Her blue eyes held a slight hint of joy. She wasn't surprised The young cat had started to flex. Many cats often did, and it was cute to see a small kit. She laughed a little bit as she wrapped her tail around her paws. Looking over to see that the mess had been cleared. She looked at the kit, "Shadow," She mewed. The Healer had often been mocked because of her name. Manly because of the clan. But surprisingly she had no clan background.
It wasn't very often that he got another cat to smile at him, normally others simply ignored him or snorted and walked away, not really paying attention to his antics, so when he saw Shadow smile at him, he seemed to brighten up a bit and started to grin widely at her, his fluffy tail sticking straight up in the air. Though he was a kit, he was actually fairly large and he had good reason for claiming that he was strong and willing to protect his siblings and what not. The only thing was that he really was clumsy and before he could ever really hurt another cat he'd very likely end up hurting himself.
"Shadow? I bet it's because you look like a shadow! My name's Icarius! I don't know where my name came from, but it sounds pretty cool so I like it! So what do you do in here all day? It seems pretty boring to be cooped up in a den like this! Or do you go out? I've never seen you before so I dunno!"
The fluffy grey tabby kit stood and began to look around, sticking his nose in anything that looked interesting.

[judas]

It wasn't very often that he got another cat to smile at him, normally others simply ignored him or snorted and walked away, not really paying attention to his antics, so when he saw Shadow smile at him, he seemed to brighten up a bit and started to grin widely at her, his fluffy tail sticking straight up in the air. Though he was a kit, he was actually fairly large and he had good reason for claiming that he was strong and willing to protect his siblings and what not. The only thing was that he really was clumsy and before he could ever really hurt another cat he'd very likely end up hurting himself.
"Shadow? I bet it's because you look like a shadow! My name's Icarius! I don't know where my name came from, but it sounds pretty cool so I like it! So what do you do in here all day? It seems pretty boring to be cooped up in a den like this! Or do you go out? I've never seen you before so I dunno!"
The fluffy grey tabby kit stood and began to look around, sticking his nose in anything that looked interesting.
Shadow let out a small, short laugh. "Well, I sort herbs, heal cats, and go out. The Skyclan border is a place I like to gather herbs from." She paused, looking outside for a split second. "I guess thats all, healers' don't do much..." She mewed.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Aria padded in, her belly now medium sized and full with kits. "Hello again, Shadow." She nuzzled her friend. "Could I have some barge leaves? My milk isn't coming too well...I want these little ones to be strong and healthy..." For a moment, there was a glitter of fear in her eyes. She was sure Shadow knew exactly what she meant. Please let them live... Aria pleaded silently.

[Mango]

Sweet Bread
Pistachio sorted through a stash of leaves muttering the names," yew, heather, poppyseeds, sticks...," she finished the stash and padded over to the puddle in the den quietly grousing," They need to fix this hole in the roof, though on the bright side it is nice for cleaning your paws of giving injured cats water, however it dampens the herbs..." she rinsed her paws and sighed," that marygold doesn't seem to come off...oh well..." she smiled to herself and glanced around to see if anyone needed help, Strange, there usually is atleast one cat who is in here... Scorn is out collecting herbs, Perchent our extremely injured cat is doing physical training in the clearing for the first time with the help of Tiger, our new trainee, Blotch, is learning the territory with Plum. And Willowdove, that clanner who thinks they can convert us talking of Starclan and how there is just warriors and medicine cats and the leader and deputy is... she flicked her ears listening to Willowdove shouting about that it is an atrocity that they don't have Starclan to guide them in the clearing ranting, as usual, she doesn't even heal when we need her. She flicked her ear at the sound of a kit pattering towards the den," Hello?" she asked cautiously resisting the instinct to run.

[Serendipity]

Sweet Bread
Pistachio sorted through a stash of leaves muttering the names," yew, heather, poppyseeds, sticks...," she finished the stash and padded over to the puddle in the den quietly grousing," They need to fix this hole in the roof, though on the bright side it is nice for cleaning your paws of giving injured cats water, however it dampens the herbs..." she rinsed her paws and sighed," that marygold doesn't seem to come off...oh well..." she smiled to herself and glanced around to see if anyone needed help, Strange, there usually is atleast one cat who is in here... Scorn is out collecting herbs, Perchent our extremely injured cat is doing physical training in the clearing for the first time with the help of Tiger, our new trainee, Blotch, is learning the territory with Plum. And Willowdove, that clanner who thinks they can convert us talking of Starclan and how there is just warriors and medicine cats and the leader and deputy is... she flicked her ears listening to Willowdove shouting about that it is an atrocity that they don't have Starclan to guide them in the clearing ranting, as usual, she doesn't even heal when we need her. She flicked her ear at the sound of a kit pattering towards the den," Hello?" she asked cautiously resisting the instinct to run.

Sneeze padded into the healer den, limping and coughing as usual. He was bleeding from many wounds on his legs and chest. "Pistachoo..." The little clanner-tom padded towards the healer. "The other kits hurt me again...." He collapsed on a thin layer of moss, his body shaking from the cough. He looked frail and underfed compared to the other kits of his age, proving that he was an underdog. Ever since he'd woken up on Dusk Syndicate territorry that stormy night, he'd been kept a secret prisoner. It pained him to think that Russetstar had not yet organized a search party, but he guessed that Russetstar had more thing on his mind, dealing with the end of the EE and all that, but he still hoped they'd come, one day, to save him. Another fit of coughing shook him from his thoughts. Turning up to face Pistachio, he mewled softly. "Do you have some Tansy? And I'd probably need some Borage Leaves for the infected wound on my leg, and cobwebs for the new one" He recited his order, noticing that he knew very well what each herb did. Maybe cricketpaw will make me his apprentice when he's a medicine cat...

[Mango]

Sneeze padded into the healer den, limping and coughing as usual. He was bleeding from many wounds on his legs and chest. "Pistachoo..." The little clanner-tom padded towards the healer. "The other kits hurt me again...." He collapsed on a thin layer of moss, his body shaking from the cough. He looked frail and underfed compared to the other kits of his age, proving that he was an underdog. Ever since he'd woken up on Dusk Syndicate territorry that stormy night, he'd been kept a secret prisoner. It pained him to think that Russetstar had not yet organized a search party, but he guessed that Russetstar had more thing on his mind, dealing with the end of the EE and all that, but he still hoped they'd come, one day, to save him. Another fit of coughing shook him from his thoughts. Turning up to face Pistachio, he mewled softly. "Do you have some Tansy? And I'd probably need some Borage Leaves for the infected wound on my leg, and cobwebs for the new one" He recited his order, noticing that he knew very well what each herb did. Maybe cricketpaw will make me his apprentice when he's a medicine cat...

She rumaged in the back and found some tansy," eat this, Sneeze. It will taste bad but will help you." She ran back and found marygold and cobweb. She chewed up the bitter marygold and spat it out on Sneeze's cuts and applied a cobweb. She continued on every herb. Then she sighed," Everyone is so aggressive these days, I wish the kits wouldn't attack you... don't worry, when your older I'm sure the other kits will realize that attacking you doesn't help."

[judas]

Shadow let out a small, short laugh. "Well, I sort herbs, heal cats, and go out. The Skyclan border is a place I like to gather herbs from." She paused, looking outside for a split second. "I guess thats all, healers' don't do much..." She mewed.
Aria padded in, her belly now medium sized and full with kits. "Hello again, Shadow." She nuzzled her friend. "Could I have some barge leaves? My milk isn't coming too well...I want these little ones to be strong and healthy..." For a moment, there was a glitter of fear in her eyes. She was sure Shadow knew exactly what she meant. Please let them live... Aria pleaded silently.
Duskflight NightWarrior4Life
{Bump}
{If you want Dusk, can this be a teaching Moment?}

[Serendipity]

She rumaged in the back and found some tansy," eat this, Sneeze. It will taste bad but will help you." She ran back and found marygold and cobweb. She chewed up the bitter marygold and spat it out on Sneeze's cuts and applied a cobweb. She continued on every herb. Then she sighed," Everyone is so aggressive these days, I wish the kits wouldn't attack you... don't worry, when your older I'm sure the other kits will realize that attacking you doesn't help."

He chewed the tansy slowly. "Thanks. It feels better no-" His voice was interrupted with a horrible fit of coughing, shaking his frail little body from side to side. "Do you think I have greencough?"

[bright !]

wolybro
A pure white tom stumbled into the healers’ den, pelt stained in scarlet and crimson red from where his own blood poured from wounds. They were scattered, the other cat being a very skilled fighter to have landed blows accurately. There was one along his temple, then a tear in his ear. There was another going along his back, then one on his shoulder. The cat managed to claw just below his neck neck and on his chest. And finally, a quite painful one, a rather deep bite on his tail. His tail was a weak spot. Very sensitive. His head felt light, eyes half-lidded as blood trickled down above them. He wondered if he’d have any scars. Probably not. They may not have gotten him too bad, but the amount of blood coming from the amount of wounds wasn't a pleasant feeling. His slitted silvery blue eyes wandered around the den, looking for a healer that may have seen him by now

[graves]

wolybro
A pure white tom stumbled into the healers’ den, pelt stained in scarlet and crimson red from where his own blood poured from wounds. They were scattered, the other cat being a very skilled fighter to have landed blows accurately. There was one along his temple, then a tear in his ear. There was another going along his back, then one on his shoulder. The cat managed to claw just below his neck neck and on his chest. And finally, a quite painful one, a rather deep bite on his tail. His tail was a weak spot. Very sensitive. His head felt light, eyes half-lidded as blood trickled down above them. He wondered if he’d have any scars. Probably not. They may not have gotten him too bad, but the amount of blood coming from the amount of wounds wasn't a pleasant feeling. His slitted silvery blue eyes wandered around the den, looking for a healer that may have seen him by now
Percival had been in the healers den for bit now. Having no fur restricted his paws from wandering when it came to winter,the cold easily seeping through his skin. He was in a corner of the healer den,sorting the very few herbs that he had. There wasn't much from is being winter and him not being able o go outside of the den often,he felt bad. His large,dome like ears perked and twitched when he heard another cat enter the den,the scent of blood seeping into his nose. He was on his paws in an instant,green hues staring against ridged blue ones. He had seen the other tom before,but he had never gotten his name before. "Oh no! Come here,over here and lay in this nest while I check your injuries,lay down-I-I don't want you to hurt yourself even more." his voice was small sounding,like usual. And its it frantic down from his eyes glazing over his injuries briefly. He guided the other cat to a pre-made nest in the den,motioning to it. he was a worry wart,fretting over anything that dealt with violence. What if he caught an infection and there wa nothing he could do? Ds cats only knew how to treat a wound,but not prevent infection. What if he messed up,what if-

[bright !]

Percival had been in the healers den for bit now. Having no fur restricted his paws from wandering when it came to winter,the cold easily seeping through his skin. He was in a corner of the healer den,sorting the very few herbs that he had. There wasn't much from is being winter and him not being able o go outside of the den often,he felt bad. His large,dome like ears perked and twitched when he heard another cat enter the den,the scent of blood seeping into his nose. He was on his paws in an instant,green hues staring against ridged blue ones. He had seen the other tom before,but he had never gotten his name before. "Oh no! Come here,over here and lay in this nest while I check your injuries,lay down-I-I don't want you to hurt yourself even more." his voice was small sounding,like usual. And its it frantic down from his eyes glazing over his injuries briefly. He guided the other cat to a pre-made nest in the den,motioning to it. he was a worry wart,fretting over anything that dealt with violence. What if he caught an infection and there wa nothing he could do? Ds cats only knew how to treat a wound,but not prevent infection. What if he messed up,what if-

He was glad a healer found him soon enough. He limped as quickly as he could to the nest, just trying to get this whole ‘healing’ thing over with. While doing so, he looked back up at the other tom with rather cold eyes which said something in between “hurry up,” “I’m about to black out, help” and “I don't know who the heck you are, but I better walk out this den alive and in one piece.” When he finally made his way to the nest, he immediately collapsed onto his belly, though he stayed awake. He looked up at the taller tom, watching him. He raised a brow when he noticed the hint of apprehensiveness in his expression. Though he felt too tired to say anything about it. His ear twitched, which made him wince since it was the torn one. A bit of blood flicked off of it. He didn't feel the need of saying anything right now, as he might as well not waste what he has left on talking unless the healer asked something first. He just wanted to hurry this up and get out of here, and maybe even put the fighter who decided to pick a fight with him in his place.

[graves]

He was glad a healer found him soon enough. He limped as quickly as he could to the nest, just trying to get this whole ‘healing’ thing over with. While doing so, he looked back up at the other tom with rather cold eyes which said something in between “hurry up,” “I’m about to black out, help” and “I don't know who the heck you are, but I better walk out this den alive and in one piece.” When he finally made his way to the nest, he immediately collapsed onto his belly, though he stayed awake. He looked up at the taller tom, watching him. He raised a brow when he noticed the hint of apprehensiveness in his expression. Though he felt too tired to say anything about it. His ear twitched, which made him wince since it was the torn one. A bit of blood flicked off of it. He didn't feel the need of saying anything right now, as he might as well not waste what he has left on talking unless the healer asked something first. He just wanted to hurry this up and get out of here, and maybe even put the fighter who decided to pick a fight with him in his place.
As soon as the tom lied down he started to work. The scent of herbs was very apparent in the den, even more with his shuffling to get the correct leaves. He mumbled the correct herbs under his breath as he picked them out with a claw, "Comfry...cob webs...Dock.." his voice was hushed,his english accent lacing through as he sorted. He picked them up with his maw gently, ignoring the slight taste in his mouth as his teeth prodded at the leaves. He brought them over to the tom,placing the leaves down next to the nest. He bent over him and sniffed,his nose close to the wounds on his ear and shoulder. "I will have to lick these clean to prevent infection, is that alright with you?" his voice was quiet and unsure, because he knew some cats liked to clean themselves instead of others. "And also,what's your name?"

[bright !]

As soon as the tom lied down he started to work. The scent of herbs was very apparent in the den, even more with his shuffling to get the correct leaves. He mumbled the correct herbs under his breath as he picked them out with a claw, "Comfry...cob webs...Dock.." his voice was hushed,his english accent lacing through as he sorted. He picked them up with his maw gently, ignoring the slight taste in his mouth as his teeth prodded at the leaves. He brought them over to the tom,placing the leaves down next to the nest. He bent over him and sniffed,his nose close to the wounds on his ear and shoulder. "I will have to lick these clean to prevent infection, is that alright with you?" his voice was quiet and unsure, because he knew some cats liked to clean themselves instead of others. "And also,what's your name?"

His eyes followed the hairless tom as he gathered the herbs, it being quiet enough for him to hear his English accent name the herbs he was bringing up. When the healer spoke to him once more, he had once question on his mind, There aren't any herbs to prevent infections? He shook the thought from his head before mumbling, "Do whatever you have to.." Before looking away. Though, his ear twitched which he asked for his name. He winced again, since this was the ear that had a tear. Again. Anyways, his name was strange, and a little hard to remember. "Zotuosy," he said, his voice just a little scratchy, "and yours?" He looked back up him.

[graves]

His eyes followed the hairless tom as he gathered the herbs, it being quiet enough for him to hear his English accent name the herbs he was bringing up. When the healer spoke to him once more, he had once question on his mind, There aren't any herbs to prevent infections? He shook the thought from his head before mumbling, "Do whatever you have to.." Before looking away. Though, his ear twitched which he asked for his name. He winced again, since this was the ear that had a tear. Again. Anyways, his name was strange, and a little hard to remember. "Zotuosy," he said, his voice just a little scratchy, "and yours?" He looked back up him.
The dark great tom nodded,leaning over him and begun to gently run his tongue across the other toms shoulder and over his wound. He wished that the healers were taught herbs with more variety,but healers only knew the basics. He wanted to help more, he wanted to give more but he was only given so much. His touches were soft and gentle, as if he were a mother bathing a kit. "That's a nice name," he mewed, a gentle smile on his face. "My names Percival, but you can call my Perci if you'd like." After cleaning the shoulder wound he spat out any fur that had gotten in his mouth and moved to sniff the toms ears and proceed to do the same thing,his tongue rasping gently over the wound to clean it as much as possible.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Duskflight NightWarrior4Life
{Bump}
{If you want Dusk, can this be a teaching Moment?}
(Hi! What do you need?)

[Mango]

He chewed the tansy slowly. "Thanks. It feels better no-" His voice was interrupted with a horrible fit of coughing, shaking his frail little body from side to side. "Do you think I have greencough?"
(do you want him to)
She listened," Well..you are coughing and sneezing...but you we out playing two or three days ago."

[bright !]

The dark great tom nodded,leaning over him and begun to gently run his tongue across the other toms shoulder and over his wound. He wished that the healers were taught herbs with more variety,but healers only knew the basics. He wanted to help more, he wanted to give more but he was only given so much. His touches were soft and gentle, as if he were a mother bathing a kit. "That's a nice name," he mewed, a gentle smile on his face. "My names Percival, but you can call my Perci if you'd like." After cleaning the shoulder wound he spat out any fur that had gotten in his mouth and moved to sniff the toms ears and proceed to do the same thing,his tongue rasping gently over the wound to clean it as much as possible.

It did hurt, the feeling of Perceval’s rough tongue against his raw wounds. But, he’d have to stand it if he didn't want an infection. Though it didn't hurt as much as it probably usually would, since his touches were as gentle as he could get them. When the healer complimented his name, he just stared up at him. Nobody has ever said that before. They always thought it was strange, though not many cats knew it came from his twoleg. He was a loner when he joined DS, though his backstory was something he could talk about later. It was unimportant as of now. “Thanks..” He looked away. When the other tom told him his name, he repeated it,”Perceval. Perci.” And looked back up, “That's not such a bad name as well.” Now that he had gone to his hears, it hurt just a tiny bit more since it was a more sensitive part of his body. Though, he still didn't show any sign of pain.

[graves]

It did hurt, the feeling of Perceval’s rough tongue against his raw wounds. But, he’d have to stand it if he didn't want an infection. Though it didn't hurt as much as it probably usually would, since his touches were as gentle as he could get them. When the healer complimented his name, he just stared up at him. Nobody has ever said that before. They always thought it was strange, though not many cats knew it came from his twoleg. He was a loner when he joined DS, though his backstory was something he could talk about later. It was unimportant as of now. “Thanks..” He looked away. When the other tom told him his name, he repeated it,”Perceval. Perci.” And looked back up, “That's not such a bad name as well.” Now that he had gone to his hears, it hurt just a tiny bit more since it was a more sensitive part of his body. Though, he still didn't show any sign of pain.

"Thank you," he said kindly. He wasn't used to compliments, even if they were small ones like that so it left a lingering smile on his face. He drew his tongue across his ear a few times before he was satisfied, bending over the tom to pick up his herbs and chewed them into a pulp,wincing slightly at the taste in his mouth. He gently licked the herbs onto the toms shoulder wound. "This soud ease the pain, if it grows infected give it a good lick. I recommend coming back every day for me to reapply this,okay?" his voice was soft as his eyes glazed over the injuries. "May I ask how you got these?" he didn't like to pry,seeing as violence was common in the Dusk Syndicate, but he still couldn't help but worry for the other even if he didn't know him well.

[Serendipity]

(do you want him to)
She listened," Well..you are coughing and sneezing...but you we out playing two or three days ago."
(Sure I'd like him to have Greenie : ))

"Yeah... I guess so... But I only played because Haybale said he'd scratch me if I didn't play with Glaze. He told me I was too weird to get any she-cat to play with me, But Glaze always shakes her head and sits back when the others attack me, and once she pushed them away..." He sneezed again.

[Mango]

(Sure I'd like him to have Greenie : ))

"Yeah... I guess so... But I only played because Haybale said he'd scratch me if I didn't play with Glaze. He told me I was too weird to get any she-cat to play with me, But Glaze always shakes her head and sits back when the others attack me, and once she pushed them away..." He sneezed again.
Pistachio nodded," It'd good that Glaze plays with you..." She listened," You have green cough Sneeze, you'll be staying in here for a while." She fetched catnip and instructed Sneeze to eat it.

[Serendipity]

Pistachio nodded," It'd good that Glaze plays with you..." She listened," You have green cough Sneeze, you'll be staying in here for a while." She fetched catnip and instructed Sneeze to eat it.
Sneeze hissed, spitting on the ground. "Ugh... Wait until the others find out. They'll scorn me forever..."

[bright !]

"Thank you," he said kindly. He wasn't used to compliments, even if they were small ones like that so it left a lingering smile on his face. He drew his tongue across his ear a few times before he was satisfied, bending over the tom to pick up his herbs and chewed them into a pulp,wincing slightly at the taste in his mouth. He gently licked the herbs onto the toms shoulder wound. "This soud ease the pain, if it grows infected give it a good lick. I recommend coming back every day for me to reapply this,okay?" his voice was soft as his eyes glazed over the injuries. "May I ask how you got these?" he didn't like to pry,seeing as violence was common in the Dusk Syndicate, but he still couldn't help but worry for the other even if he didn't know him well.


The tom didn't really respond to Perci’s thanks, but continued to avoid eye contact by looking in the other direction. When the tom spoke again, he simply gave a small nod before bringing himself to sit up, but a slouch. So, he had to come here every day? Bummer. Oh well. When the tom asked how he got the wounds, he could feel his own fur bristle along his neck and back. He had never liked the cat who had picked the fight with him, and he obviously won't be too happy with him now. Wait, why exactly did the he care? Didn’t they just meet today? Maybe it was normal, for them to ask their patients about what had happened. He hesitated for a second, “A fight.” Wow, very informative. Well, that was the truth… Maybe the other tom wanted more detail? Eh, he’d have to ask for it if he did. Honestly, he hated coming to the healers’ den. He didn’t go often or anything, he just didn’t like going when he did. Sometimes he felt that he didn’t even need to be treated. And it’s not like he hated the healers, he just didn’t like some of the questions they asked. The ones that made him think of things he didn’t want to think of. Of course, this one wasn’t too bad so he let it slide.

[Mango]

Sneeze hissed, spitting on the ground. "Ugh... Wait until the others find out. They'll scorn me forever..."
She replied," They can't, because they played with you and they probably will get it."

[graves]

The tom didn't really respond to Perci’s thanks, but continued to avoid eye contact by looking in the other direction. When the tom spoke again, he simply gave a small nod before bringing himself to sit up, but a slouch. So, he had to come here every day? Bummer. Oh well. When the tom asked how he got the wounds, he could feel his own fur bristle along his neck and back. He had never liked the cat who had picked the fight with him, and he obviously won't be too happy with him now. Wait, why exactly did the he care? Didn’t they just meet today? Maybe it was normal, for them to ask their patients about what had happened. He hesitated for a second, “A fight.” Wow, very informative. Well, that was the truth… Maybe the other tom wanted more detail? Eh, he’d have to ask for it if he did. Honestly, he hated coming to the healers’ den. He didn’t go often or anything, he just didn’t like going when he did. Sometimes he felt that he didn’t even need to be treated. And it’s not like he hated the healers, he just didn’t like some of the questions they asked. The ones that made him think of things he didn’t want to think of. Of course, this one wasn’t too bad so he let it slide.
He might be a skittish cat but he wasn't dumb. He knew the Dusk Syndicate were known to be aggressive, and pushy. So maybe he wasn't one to pry at another cats business. He noticed the toms fur bristle,puffing out a bit. He drew a paw over the fluffed out fur, calming it down into its proper place. He continued to gently lick the herbal liquid onto his shoulder wound. "Face me a bit so I can get your chest wound," he asked gently, eyes kind. "And I'm sorry if I pried." he mewed shyly, his voice sincere. He bent down and sniffed the leaves he had left, chewing up more leaves. He didn't like to pry in other cats business, asking questions simply out of curiosity.

[Serendipity]

She replied," They can't, because they played with you and they probably will get it."
"Oh yeahhhh!!!" He sneezed, laughing. He stopped abruptly, sniffing the air. "Squeal?"

//

A dark furred tom walked in coughing and sneezing hysterically. "yeah, It's me, Fuzzball. Thabks two yow're stowpid cough, I'm swick"

[Mango]

"Oh yeahhhh!!!" He sneezed, laughing. He stopped abruptly, sniffing the air. "Squeal?"

//

A dark furred tom walked in coughing and sneezing hysterically. "yeah, It's me, Fuzzball. Thabks two yow're stowpid cough, I'm swick"
Pistachio handed Squeal catnip," Eat this.And also Sneeze got it from someone, blame them instead."

[Serendipity]

Pistachio handed Squeal catnip," Eat this.And also Sneeze got it from someone, blame them instead."
Sneeze nodded. "I got it from Goldenstream, my momma. I remember Cricketleaf giving her catnip and poppy seeds. My sister got it too. But Milkykit got rid of it super soon, since it was only the Whitecough stage"

//

Squeal scoffed, laughing dryly. "Nice, now we're informed of your stupid clan-time, clan-pet"

[Mango]

Sneeze nodded. "I got it from Goldenstream, my momma. I remember Cricketleaf giving her catnip and poppy seeds. My sister got it too. But Milkykit got rid of it super soon, since it was only the Whitecough stage"

//

Squeal scoffed, laughing dryly. "Nice, now we're informed of your stupid clan-time, clan-pet"

Pistachio smiled," You are quite knowledgeable Sneeze. You would do good as a healer, rather than a fighter, hunter, or guard.

[Lawlipop]

Hexict
((Here we go fam c; ))

A light ginger female was around the herb pile, organizing it for the convenience of herself and the others. She was a certified healer in the Dusk Syndicate. Her job is to keep the clan healthy and to heal injuries. While their work for saving lives would have been honored in the clans, here in the Syndicate, their work goes underappreciated to the point where they are physically and verbally abused, and then the healers are supposed to take care of those abusers. Life didn't seem all that great for her here. She took a deep sigh as she continued to organize and looked out at her den. This is where she lives, eats, sleeps, and works. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she may not experience daylight for a few days. It may not have seemed like much to her, but hey, not every cat gets to have a privileged life, some must have the short end of the stick. That is life here. This is home

[Hexict]

Lawlipop

(^u^)

A grey tabby tom limped into the Healer's den. His yellow orbs were towards the ground as he entered the lonely area. There were only a few healers in the entirety of the Syndicate, and even less actually go to seek them out for help or anything. Due to this, the den seemed empty and even cold. His fluffy out his short fur and slowly lifted his orbs towards anyone who would be in the den.

Although he wasn't against Healer's like most cats, he also rarely wen to see them. Many of the Syndicate cats saw the Healers as below them and the weaker links of their group, therefore he was always afraid to go and see them. Kacey hadn't been born into the Syndicate and use to be a loner, so he was cautious about entering the den. He didn't want anyone to think of him as weak and begin to pick on him. The tabby may not pick on the Healer's like most cats, but he wasn't too sure about socializing with them in case he got bullied because of it.

Kacey was a kind tom, but he didn't always show it since he believed that was how to survive the Syndicate. So he did never bully any of the Healers... he just didn't seem to bother with them. He kept his distance from them, but he did in fact do the same to many of the cats in the Syndicate. Though he was kind, he actually wasn't too friendly and did keep a good space between him and anyone he believed to be a jerk... which was hard to find someone who wasn't like that around here.

[Lawlipop]

Lawlipop

(^u^)

A grey tabby tom limped into the Healer's den. His yellow orbs were towards the ground as he entered the lonely area. There were only a few healers in the entirety of the Syndicate, and even less actually go to seek them out for help or anything. Due to this, the den seemed empty and even cold. His fluffy out his short fur and slowly lifted his orbs towards anyone who would be in the den.

Although he wasn't against Healer's like most cats, he also rarely wen to see them. Many of the Syndicate cats saw the Healers as below them and the weaker links of their group, therefore he was always afraid to go and see them. Kacey hadn't been born into the Syndicate and use to be a loner, so he was cautious about entering the den. He didn't want anyone to think of him as weak and begin to pick on him. The tabby may not pick on the Healer's like most cats, but he wasn't too sure about socializing with them in case he got bullied because of it.

Kacey was a kind tom, but he didn't always show it since he believed that was how to survive the Syndicate. So he did never bully any of the Healers... he just didn't seem to bother with them. He kept his distance from them, but he did in fact do the same to many of the cats in the Syndicate. Though he was kind, he actually wasn't too friendly and did keep a good space between him and anyone he believed to be a jerk... which was hard to find someone who wasn't like that around here.

Rosaleen didn't see the tom come in, but heard tiny shuffling and the sudden smell of blood behind her. She turned around and saw a grey tom in serious need of attention and care. She placed down the herbs she was working on and quickly paced over to were the tom was. She said nothing verbally to him, though as her eyes darted back and forth gazing at the damage, it could be said her eyes were speaking for her. Rosaleen had learned that it was probably best to keep a tongue shut when in the presence of other Syndicate cats, only really speaking if needed to or if one commanded her to. After evaluating the tom's injury, she steps over to the side of him and with soft yet bold voice, she cooly says, "Follow me," She stays at his side while taking him to the nearest empty nest so he can place some of his weight on her to help him walk a bit easier. In her mind, she was already going through the procedures on how to patch him up, her lips moving a bit as she reads through her mental list.

[Fel]

Lilith had never liked the fact that healing others was her calling. She hated the negative attention that it brought, and the stereotypes that surrounded her about it- but all of this, it was either heal or to be cast out into the wild, to fend for yourself. Her mother was a foolish kittypet, and her father had been a clan cat who couldn't care less about her safety, having been dropped off by the Dusk Syndicate's borders at only around five moons. She hated both of them with a passion, but she'd never have been able to survive without having been taken in, trained and conditioned for the hatred she would receive for being a healer. She'd become jaded over these past few moons, and life experiences had turned her mood sour- however, she'd never exactly held a grudge against the Syndicate itself rather than the cats inside of it who'd left her for dead. She'd still had a scar across her cheek from an unhappy patient, somebody who'd gone blind because of her- because she couldn't work hard enough. Every day, it seemed like she'd done her best, but nobody cared. Nobody took her advice, nobody listened. Shuffling her paws as she sorted herbs in her den quietly, this time, she didn't listen- all she focused on were the leaves.
mony

[monfang]

Lilith had never liked the fact that healing others was her calling. She hated the negative attention that it brought, and the stereotypes that surrounded her about it- but all of this, it was either heal or to be cast out into the wild, to fend for yourself. Her mother was a foolish kittypet, and her father had been a clan cat who couldn't care less about her safety, having been dropped off by the Dusk Syndicate's borders at only around five moons. She hated both of them with a passion, but she'd never have been able to survive without having been taken in, trained and conditioned for the hatred she would receive for being a healer. She'd become jaded over these past few moons, and life experiences had turned her mood sour- however, she'd never exactly held a grudge against the Syndicate itself rather than the cats inside of it who'd left her for dead. She'd still had a scar across her cheek from an unhappy patient, somebody who'd gone blind because of her- because she couldn't work hard enough. Every day, it seemed like she'd done her best, but nobody cared. Nobody took her advice, nobody listened. Shuffling her paws as she sorted herbs in her den quietly, this time, she didn't listen- all she focused on were the leaves.
mony

Having been alone himself, the tom never really knew his true worth until he made his way to the Syndicate. He was sweet and kind before but something was missing. He found that something, which led to many foolish acts and life changing consequences. He was born from a rogue and clan-er, left aloe because his mother was ashamed of herself, and of them. Surviving on only themselves, he and his siblings made the best of the moons, and they were even loved by all clan cats. Many, from all clans, came to the den and had a good time, play fighting and talking, getting acquainted and seeing they weren't so different after all. That was the true light that they held, but the light died when Lynx's former mate was killed. Then the spark died, and they no longer let anyone into their lives. He then stumbled upon the Syndicate. He was planning to get strong here than go off to join a clan, but that didn't happen. He grew into liking the evil it held, how it pulsed through the earth like a beating heart layed beneath the dirt. This was his calling. And he couldn't embrace it more than how he was.

He walked into the den, hoping to speak with his mate since he haven't in a while. He did love her, no matter how evil he was. He loved her and the kits. He'd give his life for them, but only them. He saw her sorting the leaves, and padded to her. "Hello, Lilith." he said, walking up to her. "How have you been fairing?" he asked, sitting by her, looking at the herbs. He knew a few, from watching her and stuff but he kept it to the important basics, just in case of a battle. He looked at her, his blue orbs flashing like they always did wit her. He had talked to his kits, gotten his trainee, however who was picked broke his heart a little more. Caliginosity, son of his sworn enemy. However, he put that aside. Now he just wanted to talk and spend time with Lilith.

[Fel]

Having been alone himself, the tom never really knew his true worth until he made his way to the Syndicate. He was sweet and kind before but something was missing. He found that something, which led to many foolish acts and life changing consequences. He was born from a rogue and clan-er, left aloe because his mother was ashamed of herself, and of them. Surviving on only themselves, he and his siblings made the best of the moons, and they were even loved by all clan cats. Many, from all clans, came to the den and had a good time, play fighting and talking, getting acquainted and seeing they weren't so different after all. That was the true light that they held, but the light died when Lynx's former mate was killed. Then the spark died, and they no longer let anyone into their lives. He then stumbled upon the Syndicate. He was planning to get strong here than go off to join a clan, but that didn't happen. He grew into liking the evil it held, how it pulsed through the earth like a beating heart layed beneath the dirt. This was his calling. And he couldn't embrace it more than how he was.

He walked into the den, hoping to speak with his mate since he haven't in a while. He did love her, no matter how evil he was. He loved her and the kits. He'd give his life for them, but only them. He saw her sorting the leaves, and padded to her. "Hello, Lilith." he said, walking up to her. "How have you been fairing?" he asked, sitting by her, looking at the herbs. He knew a few, from watching her and stuff but he kept it to the important basics, just in case of a battle. He looked at her, his blue orbs flashing like they always did wit her. He had talked to his kits, gotten his trainee, however who was picked broke his heart a little more. Caliginosity, son of his sworn enemy. However, he put that aside. Now he just wanted to talk and spend time with Lilith.

As she'd been sorting herbs by herself diligently, Lilith could hear footsteps echoing behind her, though she didn't care to turn around and figure out who it was. She'd thought that she could just take a bit of a break from her work by making sure her den was tidy, though she wasn't all that disappointed in the voice which sounded behind her as well. Turning around, she could see her mate, Onyx- somebody who wasn't really the most reliable cat, but who had rescued her from hard times, which she'd often felt she had to repay him for. Bleddyn, her first mate, was a monster- and the kits she had with him always reminded her of their father, no matter how hard she tried. In fact, Onyx was training one of them, who she called Cal in her head- though really, none of her kits cared to talk to her much except for one. Chiaki, a full fighter now, who also seemed to idolize her father- she was the only one of her kits who'd formally met him.

"Oh- hello." She tilted her head to the side just for a quick second, trying to get a good look at the tom's jet-black fur and bright blue eyes- he was handsome, that was for sure. "I'm doing fine- a little roughed up, but it's alright." Her eyes darted to a cut on her paw for a second before cutting away again, trying to smile for a second. She was never the happiest cat, but she thought that Onyx liked it when she smiled, and so she'd do it for him. Really, she felt like she could tear somebody's throat out right now- she was stressed out, but somehow the malleable personality she'd carried when she was with Bleddyn still shined through when it came to her new mate. In fact, her old one still haunted her dreams- it hurt. "How's my son doing?" She sighed- referring to Cal as she organized another pile of leaves for a second.

[The Cannibal]

Duskflight NightWarrior4Life
{Bump}
{If you want Dusk, can this be a teaching Moment?}
{I'm sorry about this holy McJagger, but yes, that would be great!}

[judas]

{I'm sorry about this holy McJagger, but yes, that would be great!}
NightWarrior4Life
{Perfect!}
Shadow turned her head, startled by the sound. She found that Aria, her belly full with kits. "Hm, Well Icarius, you want to help?" She mewed. Shadow flicked her tail, walking over. "Let me take a look first Aria, unneeded herbs might hurt them more." She purred. Looking over, she looked back to Icarius. "Borage should be in a oval, tear drop like shape. Once you find it bring it over and I'll show you what to do." She mewed.

[The Cannibal]

NightWarrior4Life
{Perfect!}
Shadow turned her head, startled by the sound. She found that Aria, her belly full with kits. "Hm, Well Icarius, you want to help?" She mewed. Shadow flicked her tail, walking over. "Let me take a look first Aria, unneeded herbs might hurt them more." She purred. Looking over, she looked back to Icarius. "Borage should be in a oval, tear drop like shape. Once you find it bring it over and I'll show you what to do." She mewed.
Ears perked up as he heard Aria enter the den, his eyes looking to her before looking to Shadow as she asked if he wanted to help. With an excited nod, he eagerly nodded his head. "Sure, that sounds like fun!"
Prancing over, the fluffy kit would stand beside the healer as she began to look at the queen, listening to what Shadow had to say and eagerly nodded his head with wide, thirsty eyes, trying to soak this up like a sponge so that he could get it right the first time.
"Oval tear drop leaf, got it!" Whipping around, Icarius would race over to the stores, ears perked up as he attempted to search through the confusing bundles of leaves and flowers and pulps for what he was asked to retrieve. Until finally he spotted leaves that matched her description. Unsure of how many to grab, he simply took a mouthful of them carefully into his mouth before racing back over and playing them at her paws with a delighted curl of his tail, waiting for her to explain what to do next.

[Deerlie]

Gorse padded in and set a black tom in a nest "Can we have help? We were training and I clawed his neck." She knew Needle did but she wanted him to not get in trouble. Her eyes showed fear. She looked at the cobwebs she put on and they were crimson red. " he's bleeding badly" she wailed. She placed a paw on his flank and didn't feel any movement. She looked at his eyes and they were clouded. *"Death!"

[NightWarrior4Life]

Moonfur Duskflight
Aria nodded and licked her lips, readying herself for the bitter taste of borage.

[judas]

Ears perked up as he heard Aria enter the den, his eyes looking to her before looking to Shadow as she asked if he wanted to help. With an excited nod, he eagerly nodded his head. "Sure, that sounds like fun!"
Prancing over, the fluffy kit would stand beside the healer as she began to look at the queen, listening to what Shadow had to say and eagerly nodded his head with wide, thirsty eyes, trying to soak this up like a sponge so that he could get it right the first time.
"Oval tear drop leaf, got it!" Whipping around, Icarius would race over to the stores, ears perked up as he attempted to search through the confusing bundles of leaves and flowers and pulps for what he was asked to retrieve. Until finally he spotted leaves that matched her description. Unsure of how many to grab, he simply took a mouthful of them carefully into his mouth before racing back over and playing them at her paws with a delighted curl of his tail, waiting for her to explain what to do next.
Moonfur Duskflight
Aria nodded and licked her lips, readying herself for the bitter taste of borage.
Shadow gave a small nod of approval. "Perfect, now before we can use it we have to check on her kits." She moved her paw over to Aria. "Make sure you don't press down to hard. Just enough to feel around the kits." She flicked her tail, pressing down. She worked in a circular pattered, concentrating her blue orbs. "Hm, Aria," She mewed before Moving her paw. "Nothing seems wrong, but your right about the milk." She turned to Icarus. "We only need one of those for now. Aria feels that she has two kits." She placed a leaf in her paw, and handed it over to Aria. "Wet moss is good too, it helps the cat get rid of the taste quickly." She pawed some of the wet moss over and handed the leaf to Aria. "And I don't want a scrap left." Shadow mewed.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow gave a small nod of approval. "Perfect, now before we can use it we have to check on her kits." She moved her paw over to Aria. "Make sure you don't press down to hard. Just enough to feel around the kits." She flicked her tail, pressing down. She worked in a circular pattered, concentrating her blue orbs. "Hm, Aria," She mewed before Moving her paw. "Nothing seems wrong, but your right about the milk." She turned to Icarus. "We only need one of those for now. Aria feels that she has two kits." She placed a leaf in her paw, and handed it over to Aria. "Wet moss is good too, it helps the cat get rid of the taste quickly." She pawed some of the wet moss over and handed the leaf to Aria. "And I don't want a scrap left." Shadow mewed.
The black she-cat nodded. "I suppose water will stop the milk drying out as well. It has been kind of warm lately and I don't remember the last time I lapped at some random puddle I found on the territory. It's probably my own fault for letting the milk dry up but I will be more careful next time." Aria's blue gaze met Shadow's matching blue orbs. She blinked then added "Yep, they're quite the little fighters! I feel them squirming around every five minutes! I never had a sibling so it's cute that they have a good sibling bond. I promise I will be careful with them."

[judas]

The black she-cat nodded. "I suppose water will stop the milk drying out as well. It has been kind of warm lately and I don't remember the last time I lapped at some random puddle I found on the territory. It's probably my own fault for letting the milk dry up but I will be more careful next time." Aria's blue gaze met Shadow's matching blue orbs. She blinked then added "Yep, they're quite the little fighters! I feel them squirming around every five minutes! I never had a sibling so it's cute that they have a good sibling bond. I promise I will be careful with them."
Shadow nodded, "Make sure you eat also," She waved her tail. "If you feel anymore problems, come straight to me." She mewed. "Icarius, put your paw here." She moved her paw to the center of Aria's swollen belly. "Make sure you don't press down too much." She purred. Shadow looked over. She flicked her tail more, narrowing her ears around. "Aria, are you sleeping okay? You need rest, they feel like their due any day now."

[bright !]

He might be a skittish cat but he wasn't dumb. He knew the Dusk Syndicate were known to be aggressive, and pushy. So maybe he wasn't one to pry at another cats business. He noticed the toms fur bristle,puffing out a bit. He drew a paw over the fluffed out fur, calming it down into its proper place. He continued to gently lick the herbal liquid onto his shoulder wound. "Face me a bit so I can get your chest wound," he asked gently, eyes kind. "And I'm sorry if I pried." he mewed shyly, his voice sincere. He bent down and sniffed the leaves he had left, chewing up more leaves. He didn't like to pry in other cats business, asking questions simply out of curiosity.


The tom did as he was told, facing the other and lifting his chin slightly. He flicked his tail at what Perci said next. “It's fine,” He mumbled, not wanting to even talk due to the wounds that were making him feel weak. He knew ‘Its fine’ wouldn't be very convincing, and that he had just a little more he could say, but he didn't feel like doing anything but lay down and take a nap forever. He knew the other tom was just curious, but he also didn't like when cats asked too many questions. Perceval didn't ask a lot or anything, but he didn't want him to be one of those cats who got on his nerves. He had too many of those.

[monfang]

As she'd been sorting herbs by herself diligently, Lilith could hear footsteps echoing behind her, though she didn't care to turn around and figure out who it was. She'd thought that she could just take a bit of a break from her work by making sure her den was tidy, though she wasn't all that disappointed in the voice which sounded behind her as well. Turning around, she could see her mate, Onyx- somebody who wasn't really the most reliable cat, but who had rescued her from hard times, which she'd often felt she had to repay him for. Bleddyn, her first mate, was a monster- and the kits she had with him always reminded her of their father, no matter how hard she tried. In fact, Onyx was training one of them, who she called Cal in her head- though really, none of her kits cared to talk to her much except for one. Chiaki, a full fighter now, who also seemed to idolize her father- she was the only one of her kits who'd formally met him.

"Oh- hello." She tilted her head to the side just for a quick second, trying to get a good look at the tom's jet-black fur and bright blue eyes- he was handsome, that was for sure. "I'm doing fine- a little roughed up, but it's alright." Her eyes darted to a cut on her paw for a second before cutting away again, trying to smile for a second. She was never the happiest cat, but she thought that Onyx liked it when she smiled, and so she'd do it for him. Really, she felt like she could tear somebody's throat out right now- she was stressed out, but somehow the malleable personality she'd carried when she was with Bleddyn still shined through when it came to her new mate. In fact, her old one still haunted her dreams- it hurt. "How's my son doing?" She sighed- referring to Cal as she organized another pile of leaves for a second.

"He's fine." Onyx replied plainly. "He's a strong tom, much like his father." he said, seeming to have a meaning behind what he said, some pained meaning. He constantly wondered if it was a bad idea to kill Bleddyn, but looking at Lilith he knew he saved lives by killing him. Breathing in, he then looked to her again, and smiled as she smiled at him. He did indeed like it when she smiled, he felt he was doing a good job at keeping her steady, sane at least. Even if he was insane. He gave her a soft lick to her cheek lovingly.

"So, darling, besides endless herb sorting, have you been able to get out to see the world?" he asked, knowing how she was sometimes how she'd keep herself in the den to just get away from the hate that's outside of it. He didn't like that. He was always trying to get her to see the world. "If not, well then leave those alone. You need some fresh air." he said, giving her a smile. He was calm, cool, content, his eyes showed it, and his handsome smile, the one that grabbed her when they first met, showed it. Take away his scars and he'd be one of the most handsome toms in the syndicate. Having bypassed his old plans, new ones have arisen in his mind.

[graves]

The tom did as he was told, facing the other and lifting his chin slightly. He flicked his tail at what Perci said next. “It's fine,” He mumbled, not wanting to even talk due to the wounds that were making him feel weak. He knew ‘Its fine’ wouldn't be very convincing, and that he had just a little more he could say, but he didn't feel like doing anything but lay down and take a nap forever. He knew the other tom was just curious, but he also didn't like when cats asked too many questions. Perceval didn't ask a lot or anything, but he didn't want him to be one of those cats who got on his nerves. He had too many of those.
"Okay." the hairless tom said softly, focusing on his work. He grazed his tongue gently across the others chest, trying not to hurt him in anyway. It was a pretty awkward place to be licking,seeing as usually mates only got this close but,it was his job after all. To heal cats. "Sometimes I don't see why we resort to violence, when it just hurts us in the end." he mumbled softly, still applying the herbs to the toms chest. It was true, he wasn't one for violence at all,hated it infact. He was a peacemaker, rather then a fighter, which is what lead him to his role as a healer. He liked to heal cats, to make them better and not hurt anymore, but he wish he didn't have to heal, that there were no injuries in the first place.
He sighed.

[NightWarrior4Life]

Shadow nodded, "Make sure you eat also," She waved her tail. "If you feel anymore problems, come straight to me." She mewed. "Icarius, put your paw here." She moved her paw to the center of Aria's swollen belly. "Make sure you don't press down too much." She purred. Shadow looked over. She flicked her tail more, narrowing her ears around. "Aria, are you sleeping okay? You need rest, they feel like their due any day now."
"Well..." She hesitated at first "I have been awake at night...struggling to sleep...sometimes waking up and having nightmares...it hasn't been easy. Do you have anything for that?" How do I tell her that DesertMoon is also expecting Fleck's kits...how do I tell them that the reason I can't sleep is because I am afraid...of him...we argue, we fight...he doesn't care for me...he only wants a son then he's done with me...he'll leave me for dead...If only...I I taught him to be like this...I asked him to be like this. I wish we were still just a rogue and a kittypet who were the best of friends...I was so tough...he was scared and- you wouldn't believe he was the kittypet and I was the rogue... her eyes clouded with grief then she looked up at shadow and whispered "is it wrong to love and be loved by a monster? One of the biggest threats to your home and the people close to you..."

[Mango]

Pistachio smiled," You are quite knowledgeable Sneeze. You would do good as a healer, rather than a fighter, hunter, or guard.
@ Sweet Bread

[Hexict]

Rosaleen didn't see the tom come in, but heard tiny shuffling and the sudden smell of blood behind her. She turned around and saw a grey tom in serious need of attention and care. She placed down the herbs she was working on and quickly paced over to were the tom was. She said nothing verbally to him, though as her eyes darted back and forth gazing at the damage, it could be said her eyes were speaking for her. Rosaleen had learned that it was probably best to keep a tongue shut when in the presence of other Syndicate cats, only really speaking if needed to or if one commanded her to. After evaluating the tom's injury, she steps over to the side of him and with soft yet bold voice, she cooly says, "Follow me," She stays at his side while taking him to the nearest empty nest so he can place some of his weight on her to help him walk a bit easier. In her mind, she was already going through the procedures on how to patch him up, her lips moving a bit as she reads through her mental list.

The tom watched as the Healer approached him in silence. He wasn't sure if the cut was bad or not... of course, it was bad enough for him to come and seek attention for the wound. Kacey wasn't sure if he should ask anything, like if it would get infected or maybe not even heal. He wasn't good at assessing wounds, so he was worried that maybe the bleeding wound was worse then it actually was. His shoulder was bad, but it wasn't anything permanent. All he would need was something to stop the bleeding, prevent infection and then rest as the wound closes and becomes sore.

But he still knew nothing of herbs and healing.

The tabby was also unsure of Rosaleen's silence. She wasn't speaking as she observed his wounded shoulder and he felt himself grow more and more nervous at this fact. Maybe I'm reading too much into this? He tries to convince himself to relax. She didn't seem overly worried for him. He supposed that she was use to wounds - despite the lack of patients in a place like this - and she would know whether this was really bad or not.

Kacey perked up when the molly final spoke up. He gave a curt nod and quickly followed her towards the nest that she leading him to. "Is it bad?" He questioned, noticing how she was softly mouthing some of the herbs that she was going to have to give him. His pelt began to rise again as he realized that this wasn't going to be as quick as he had anticipated. "Will it take long? I mean... will I be able to continue my duties soon?" Kacey still didn't want to be considered weak by the others, and staying in her for too long would definitely not be good for him. The tom had tried for moons to soon like he fit in the Syndicate.

[Fel]

"He's fine." Onyx replied plainly. "He's a strong tom, much like his father." he said, seeming to have a meaning behind what he said, some pained meaning. He constantly wondered if it was a bad idea to kill Bleddyn, but looking at Lilith he knew he saved lives by killing him. Breathing in, he then looked to her again, and smiled as she smiled at him. He did indeed like it when she smiled, he felt he was doing a good job at keeping her steady, sane at least. Even if he was insane. He gave her a soft lick to her cheek lovingly.

"So, darling, besides endless herb sorting, have you been able to get out to see the world?" he asked, knowing how she was sometimes how she'd keep herself in the den to just get away from the hate that's outside of it. He didn't like that. He was always trying to get her to see the world. "If not, well then leave those alone. You need some fresh air." he said, giving her a smile. He was calm, cool, content, his eyes showed it, and his handsome smile, the one that grabbed her when they first met, showed it. Take away his scars and he'd be one of the most handsome toms in the syndicate. Having bypassed his old plans, new ones have arisen in his mind.
"...That's not a good thing." Lilith mumbled, her fur bristling as Onyx replied that Cal was turning out like his father- sure, Bleddyn was strong, but he was a manipulative mastermind who had made her fear for her own sanity when she was with him. She never wanted to see that cat again, not in any of her kits- she hated him too much to even feel good thinking about herself, though not one of the herbs she sorted would make her feel better about who she was. It was a sickness that he'd caused, that would take moons to feel even the least bit better about. She had terrible self-esteem and a rotten attitude, yet she'd put on a smile and tell everybody that she was alright. She didn't want pity, she wanted to move on.

"I've been sorting all day, if that's what you mean- it's dull, but at least it's peaceful in here." The healer sighed, her fluffy tail twitching as she let out a sigh, turning back to her herbs for a second before arching back to face her mate. "Why do I need to go out there if nobody's going to care about my advice?" She'd just recently talked to a fighter with a sharp tongue- Blade, was it? She'd tried to help her, and yet she was brushed off like a kitten. "Being here with you is fine with me." She didn't mention that she'd been badmouthing Onyx as well- she didn't want him to get too mad and start a fight.

[judas]

"Well..." She hesitated at first "I have been awake at night...struggling to sleep...sometimes waking up and having nightmares...it hasn't been easy. Do you have anything for that?" How do I tell her that DesertMoon is also expecting Fleck's kits...how do I tell them that the reason I can't sleep is because I am afraid...of him...we argue, we fight...he doesn't care for me...he only wants a son then he's done with me...he'll leave me for dead...If only...I I taught him to be like this...I asked him to be like this. I wish we were still just a rogue and a kittypet who were the best of friends...I was so tough...he was scared and- you wouldn't believe he was the kittypet and I was the rogue... her eyes clouded with grief then she looked up at shadow and whispered "is it wrong to love and be loved by a monster? One of the biggest threats to your home and the people close to you..."
"I..um..wait?!" Shadow looked around. "Are you okay? You should rest... I want you to Stay in here a bit. Since I don't want to give you poppy seeds just yet. Okay? Just... I'll make you a nest and some food. I'll need help but.. Icarius do you mind helping me once in a while? I'll see if you can come out in the territory soon and help if you want?" Shadow mewed. It had started to warm up, Shadow flicked her tail.

[Lawlipop]

The tom watched as the Healer approached him in silence. He wasn't sure if the cut was bad or not... of course, it was bad enough for him to come and seek attention for the wound. Kacey wasn't sure if he should ask anything, like if it would get infected or maybe not even heal. He wasn't good at assessing wounds, so he was worried that maybe the bleeding wound was worse then it actually was. His shoulder was bad, but it wasn't anything permanent. All he would need was something to stop the bleeding, prevent infection and then rest as the wound closes and becomes sore.

But he still knew nothing of herbs and healing.

The tabby was also unsure of Rosaleen's silence. She wasn't speaking as she observed his wounded shoulder and he felt himself grow more and more nervous at this fact. Maybe I'm reading too much into this? He tries to convince himself to relax. She didn't seem overly worried for him. He supposed that she was use to wounds - despite the lack of patients in a place like this - and she would know whether this was really bad or not.

Kacey perked up when the molly final spoke up. He gave a curt nod and quickly followed her towards the nest that she leading him to. "Is it bad?" He questioned, noticing how she was softly mouthing some of the herbs that she was going to have to give him. His pelt began to rise again as he realized that this wasn't going to be as quick as he had anticipated. "Will it take long? I mean... will I be able to continue my duties soon?" Kacey still didn't want to be considered weak by the others, and staying in her for too long would definitely not be good for him. The tom had tried for moons to soon like he fit in the Syndicate.

After reaching the nest and he nestled in, she immediately went over to the herbs. Now, the healers of Dusk Syndicate weren't as knowledgeable about all herbs, nor do they have access to all of the herbs the forest has to offer. So the herbs all the healers had at the moment were very minimum. She grabs some cobweb from the pile she was organizing earlier. She searched for a thyme herb and a dock leaf, but could not find any in the pile she was looking in. She looked over and spotted some dock and thyme at the pile where another healer was speaking to a dark colored tom. Quickly and quietly, she pads over, grabs the things she needs and with a quick friendly glance of the healer and a curious look of the dark tom before returning to her patient. As she came back, her ears perked up as he asked her a question. She placed the herbs near him and opened her mouth to answer him. "Well, you aren't going to die from it, if that is what you are concerned about." she began, "But no, the wounds are deep, but not too much to cause permanent damage to you." She placed her herbs in order she shall use them, the cobwebs first, then the thyme leaves, then the dock. He made a following question which caused her to give him a strange look. "What do you have to do that is so important for you to do right now?" she huffed, raising an eye. "If you go out and try to do certain duties immediately after I treat them, then the wound will just open up again and I can't really assure you that you will come back alive the second time. So, in order for you to get better, I suggest resting here a bit after I treat your wound and remaining in camp for a while.” She knew many Dusk Syndicate cats, too soaked in their blood stained prides to listen to her advice and will leave immediately anyways, only for them to have more injuries on them. A lot aren't able to survive the second time. Rosaleen doesn't like to think so morbidly all the time, but these deaths just a few foolish Syndicate cats that isn't her responsibility anymore, which would grant her peace of mind, if these cats didn't have cats of their own that were just as foolish and prideful as their parents. And the cycle continues. “Now, before I start, I must clean your wound to prevent infection.” Not a lot of cats wasn't comfortable by getting cleansed and in their defense, Rosaleen completely understands why. It is very uncomfortable to be licked by a cat you don't know, even if it's just to prevent further sickness. It makes you feel vulnerable and uneasy and overall not a good feeling at all. It must be done, however. It is a necessary act to do for the overall well being of a cat.

[NightWarrior4Life]

"I..um..wait?!" Shadow looked around. "Are you okay? You should rest... I want you to Stay in here a bit. Since I don't want to give you poppy seeds just yet. Okay? Just... I'll make you a nest and some food. I'll need help but.. Icarius do you mind helping me once in a while? I'll see if you can come out in the territory soon and help if you want?" Shadow mewed. It had started to warm up, Shadow flicked her tail.
Aria felt the heat, the new-leaf sun shining on her back making her black fur look brown and glossy. "Yeah...yeah I need to rest...that's all..." Shaking her head and blinking her eyes to make them clear agin she lay down feverishly, a little disorientated.

[monfang]

[LEFT]"...That's not a good thing." Lilith mumbled, her fur bristling as Onyx replied that Cal was turning out like his father- sure, Bleddyn was strong, but he was a manipulative mastermind who had made her fear for her own sanity when she was with him. She never wanted to see that cat again, not in any of her kits- she hated him too much to even feel good thinking about herself, though not one of the herbs she sorted would make her feel better about who she was. It was a sickness that he'd caused, that would take moons to feel even the least bit better about. She had terrible self-esteem and a rotten attitude, yet she'd put on a smile and tell everybody that she was alright. She didn't want pity, she wanted to move on.

"I've been sorting all day, if that's what you mean- it's dull, but at least it's peaceful in here." The healer sighed, her fluffy tail twitching as she let out a sigh, turning back to her herbs for a second before arching back to face her mate. "Why do I need to go out there if nobody's going to care about my advice?" She'd just recently talked to a fighter with a sharp tongue- Blade, was it? She'd tried to help her, and yet she was brushed off like a kitten. "Being here with you is fine with me." She didn't mention that she'd been badmouthing Onyx as well- she didn't want him to get too mad and start a fight.
Turning his head at her bristling fur, he nodded. "I know this." he said plainly. As he did the flashbacks of the battles flooded his mind, as he took the life from the dark russet and ebony tom. A snarl began to rise in him but he suppressed it enough before it got too loud to be mistaken as directed at Lilith. Clearing his throat, he straightened himself, and watched, listened.

When she said her last words he smiled, a genuine, calm smile. He gave her cheek another lick, and pressed on her lovingly. "Well, the herbs don't bother much when you're sorting them." he meowed. He wasn't much of a flirt around her, she really didn't like toms like that, but he tried to say nice things every once in a while. He never said her name much, mostly called her "love", because that was what she was.

He'd heard rumours of Lilith and the other molly, Blade. He didn't believe it, not sure if he was too stubborn or just to blind, but he would never believe it. As he was her stability, she was his. The only barrier between Onyx trying to kill Halite, to make his evil dreams of being "king" come true, was the beautiful molly in front of him. He thought of her, of his kits, how their family seemed like a perfect one, unlike most in the Dusk Syndicate. Where someone died, or the family broke up, or power and fame got the best of them, they killed each other, or all. Power and fame nearly broke this family but Onyx managed to slip away, for the sake of Lilith and his kits.

"So, love, I was thinking maybe when you are done working you can come on a small stroll. See the stars, or the stream. Just talk." he said, smiling at her. His icy-blue orbs showed no coldness, no hate, but love. He loved her, there was no mistaking it, and this love what what kept him from the hate he held in his heart.[/CENTER]

[Fel]

[LEFT]
Turning his head at her bristling fur, he nodded. "I know this." he said plainly. As he did the flashbacks of the battles flooded his mind, as he took the life from the dark russet and ebony tom. A snarl began to rise in him but he suppressed it enough before it got too loud to be mistaken as directed at Lilith. Clearing his throat, he straightened himself, and watched, listened.

When she said her last words he smiled, a genuine, calm smile. He gave her cheek another lick, and pressed on her lovingly. "Well, the herbs don't bother much when you're sorting them." he meowed. He wasn't much of a flirt around her, she really didn't like toms like that, but he tried to say nice things every once in a while. He never said her name much, mostly called her "love", because that was what she was.

He'd heard rumours of Lilith and the other molly, Blade. He didn't believe it, not sure if he was too stubborn or just to blind, but he would never believe it. As he was her stability, she was his. The only barrier between Onyx trying to kill Halite, to make his evil dreams of being "king" come true, was the beautiful molly in front of him. He thought of her, of his kits, how their family seemed like a perfect one, unlike most in the Dusk Syndicate. Where someone died, or the family broke up, or power and fame got the best of them, they killed each other, or all. Power and fame nearly broke this family but Onyx managed to slip away, for the sake of Lilith and his kits.

"So, love, I was thinking maybe when you are done working you can come on a small stroll. See the stars, or the stream. Just talk." he said, smiling at her. His icy-blue orbs showed no coldness, no hate, but love. He loved her, there was no mistaking it, and this love what what kept him from the hate he held in his heart.[/CENTER]
"...Sure." She whispered, her tail flicking in slight annoyance as she shelved away all of the herbs she yet to reorganize, what with the changing of the seasons having arrived and new herbs already starting to grow, which required her to be out in the territory anyways. Getting up put a slight strain on her paws- it was almost as if she'd been gaining a bit of weight herself, but she hadn't seemed to have been eating much, a mystery which she could solve with some more specific herbs another time. "...They really don't. It's another thing I can count on not having to deal with when I'm busy with sorting them- herbs never talk back, even if they don't make very interesting conversation anyways." She let out an exasperated sigh as she looked out into the clearing- it was a ruckus out there, but she was fine with going on a walk if it made Onyx happier. "Though I'm not exactly sure if it's late enough to see the stars yet- I think the sun's just setting, but I'm not exactly sure." She mumbled, gesturing to the beautiful sky as she looked out of the den quietly.

Her fur was the color of frost, which complimented her rather cold personality- she wasn't the nicest, and didn't enjoy having to act like she was some kind of sweetheart who loved to smile. In all honesty, the act was getting old, and the advice a friend of hers had given her almost seemed reliable, though she chose to wait- there were two lives that were almost hanging in the balance thanks to her doubt, lives that she believed could be in danger thanks to Onyx's... tendency to kill, to attack.

[monfang]

"...Sure." She whispered, her tail flicking in slight annoyance as she shelved away all of the herbs she yet to reorganize, what with the changing of the seasons having arrived and new herbs already starting to grow, which required her to be out in the territory anyways. Getting up put a slight strain on her paws- it was almost as if she'd been gaining a bit of weight herself, but she hadn't seemed to have been eating much, a mystery which she could solve with some more specific herbs another time. "...They really don't. It's another thing I can count on not having to deal with when I'm busy with sorting them- herbs never talk back, even if they don't make very interesting conversation anyways." She let out an exasperated sigh as she looked out into the clearing- it was a ruckus out there, but she was fine with going on a walk if it made Onyx happier. "Though I'm not exactly sure if it's late enough to see the stars yet- I think the sun's just setting, but I'm not exactly sure." She mumbled, gesturing to the beautiful sky as she looked out of the den quietly.

Her fur was the color of frost, which complimented her rather cold personality- she wasn't the nicest, and didn't enjoy having to act like she was some kind of sweetheart who loved to smile. In all honesty, the act was getting old, and the advice a friend of hers had given her almost seemed reliable, though she chose to wait- there were two lives that were almost hanging in the balance thanks to her doubt, lives that she believed could be in danger thanks to Onyx's... tendency to kill, to attack.
She had every right to worry. Onyx's tendencies where not at all pleasant in the least. His love for killing, for striking at the slightest glare added to his deadly personality. He likes spilling blood. Loves the feel, the rush he gets when he ends the life of another poor soul who dared step in his way. They had it coming. But one thing no one realized, not even Lilith, was he was planning. He always had been, always will be, until the moment comes where he could make his plans come to life. It will be a battle, one he will win. But for now that battle only happened in his unbalanced mind. If only he was good, he would actually make for a rather excellent leader. But he killed and murdered, and lost every chance to prove himself.

As she pushed the herbs, he gave a slight smirk. One she couldn't hear. He then turned to the entrance and began to walk, looking back and slowing so she could follow. He liked it when they both walked out and people would look, to see the king and his queen walking out. That's how everyone else saw it. The king and queen walking out. Mostly from his once frequently used name, The False King. And there was not a soul who had not known their relationship. "Ready?" he asked, giving her a smile.

[Deerlie]

It has been a few days, since Death came in. from got up and padded outside. The fresh air blew on his face

[bright !]

"Okay." the hairless tom said softly, focusing on his work. He grazed his tongue gently across the others chest, trying not to hurt him in anyway. It was a pretty awkward place to be licking,seeing as usually mates only got this close but,it was his job after all. To heal cats. "Sometimes I don't see why we resort to violence, when it just hurts us in the end." he mumbled softly, still applying the herbs to the toms chest. It was true, he wasn't one for violence at all,hated it infact. He was a peacemaker, rather then a fighter, which is what lead him to his role as a healer. He liked to heal cats, to make them better and not hurt anymore, but he wish he didn't have to heal, that there were no injuries in the first place.
He sighed.

The white tom was silent for a moment, debating whether or not he should say something. He didn’t fully agree with the hairless tom, but also didn't want to sound ill-mannered. Why did he even care? Well, he was a healer after all and he should show some respect or something since he was healing him. He just usually didn't think before speaking like he did now. “Well, sometimes it's all we think of and all we can resort to.” He huffed. It felt kind of weird to be licked over his chest like this- he wasn't used to cats getting so physically close to him if not in a battle. And considering it was what mates did, that only made it more awkward. No strangers would do this, but again, Percival was a healer. It was merely his job. “I don't think you’d understand.” He mewed rather bluntly, not the smallest bit aware of his tone at first. But of course he wouldn't, he was only talking and doing so as if he'd respond to any other cat. Though, once he noticed it, he regret speaking again. He didn't show how he felt on the inside, so it looked like he meant to sound bitter and the exact opposite of how he wanted to sound.

[graves]

The white tom was silent for a moment, debating whether or not he should say something. He didn’t fully agree with the hairless tom, but also didn't want to sound ill-mannered. Why did he even care? Well, he was a healer after all and he should show some respect or something since he was healing him. He just usually didn't think before speaking like he did now. “Well, sometimes it's all we think of and all we can resort to.” He huffed. It felt kind of weird to be licked over his chest like this- he wasn't used to cats getting so physically close to him if not in a battle. And considering it was what mates did, that only made it more awkward. No strangers would do this, but again, Percival was a healer. It was merely his job. “I don't think you’d understand.” He mewed rather bluntly, not the smallest bit aware of his tone at first. But of course he wouldn't, he was only talking and doing so as if he'd respond to any other cat. Though, once he noticed it, he regret speaking again. He didn't show how he felt on the inside, so it looked like he meant to sound bitter and the exact opposite of how he wanted to sound.
I dont think you'd understand. Scars littered his own body, they were apparent on his hairless skin. Him being a healer, he was constantly bullied for his lowest rank, constantly mocked,belittled, when all he wanted to do was help others. I think I know more then you do. He didn't say anything. He wasn't a cat to be rude, he was rather kind when it came to others. "Maybe I don't." he mewed softly,sighing. He continued to lick the herbal liquid onto the toms chest, it still felt somewhat awkward seeing as usually you wouldn't groom another cat there unless you were...close.But it was his job,and he would do it right. The tom reminded him of his brother,blunt and somewhat rude, but he was always drawn to those cats, seeing as he was the exact opposite.

[bright !]

I dont think you'd understand. Scars littered his own body, they were apparent on his hairless skin. Him being a healer, he was constantly bullied for his lowest rank, constantly mocked,belittled, when all he wanted to do was help others. I think I know more then you do. He didn't say anything. He wasn't a cat to be rude, he was rather kind when it came to others. "Maybe I don't." he mewed softly,sighing. He continued to lick the herbal liquid onto the toms chest, it still felt somewhat awkward seeing as usually you wouldn't groom another cat there unless you were...close.But it was his job,and he would do it right. The tom reminded him of his brother,blunt and somewhat rude, but he was always drawn to those cats, seeing as he was the exact opposite.


Maybe he did say something wrong. But why would he care about what the other tom thought? They did just meet after all. He didn't know him, so didn't know if he was the type of cat who he would bother going through trouble just for a good opinion. Maybe it was his fault, he let it happen, not thinking before speaking, as always. He just couldn't wait to leave to think about it for a moment and continue with his duties as a fighter. He didn't respond, letting the healer do what was necessary to bring him to the best state possible- even if it was an awkward position to be in. They weren't close, so why were they so physically close? It was just Percival's job. It's what every healer did to the cats they didn't know and weren't close to. They had to care for and patch up any cats who've been harmed or gotten sick, no matter who they were. The tom's wounds ached, still wincing slightly when his wounds were touched. At least they were as gentle touches as he could get. He wouldn't want some healer he had never spoken to to open his wounds even more and make them worse, so luckily the hairless tom knew what he was doing.

[graves]

Maybe he did say something wrong. But why would he care about what the other tom thought? They did just meet after all. He didn't know him, so didn't know if he was the type of cat who he would bother going through trouble just for a good opinion. Maybe it was his fault, he let it happen, not thinking before speaking, as always. He just couldn't wait to leave to think about it for a moment and continue with his duties as a fighter. He didn't respond, letting the healer do what was necessary to bring him to the best state possible- even if it was an awkward position to be in. They weren't close, so why were they so physically close? It was just Percival's job. It's what every healer did to the cats they didn't know and weren't close to. They had to care for and patch up any cats who've been harmed or gotten sick, no matter who they were. The tom's wounds ached, still wincing slightly when his wounds were touched. At least they were as gentle touches as he could get. He wouldn't want some healer he had never spoken to to open his wounds even more and make them worse, so luckily the hairless tom knew what he was doing.
The chest was the last place to apply herbal liquid too, the rest covered in a layer of the chewed leaves. Green eyes gazed at his herb work, satisfied with what he has done. No matter how many cats saw him everyday,no matter how much it pained him to be a healer and watch his fellow members hurt,he always loved his job. He had scars littered on his own body, mainly from bullying of other cats. The social pyramid was ever tense in the syndicate, cats often reminding him that he was lower then everybody else. He always tried to keeps his hopes up though, giving a soft smile at the patched up fighter. "You're all patched up, though please try to keep it easy,keep those claws to yourself,and come back to me every day so I can reapply your wounds. I don't want you to get sick, okay?" his voice was as if he were a mother, showing genuine concern for the other cat,his eyes soft. He did care about his fellow mates, whether they abused him or not,left scars on him, or anything. He always liked to care for others in anyway he could.

[bright !]

The chest was the last place to apply herbal liquid too, the rest covered in a layer of the chewed leaves. Green eyes gazed at his herb work, satisfied with what he has done. No matter how many cats saw him everyday,no matter how much it pained him to be a healer and watch his fellow members hurt,he always loved his job. He had scars littered on his own body, mainly from bullying of other cats. The social pyramid was ever tense in the syndicate, cats often reminding him that he was lower then everybody else. He always tried to keeps his hopes up though, giving a soft smile at the patched up fighter. "You're all patched up, though please try to keep it easy,keep those claws to yourself,and come back to me every day so I can reapply your wounds. I don't want you to get sick, okay?" his voice was as if he were a mother, showing genuine concern for the other cat,his eyes soft. He did care about his fellow mates, whether they abused him or not,left scars on him, or anything. He always liked to care for others in anyway he could.




The tom huffed, tail flicking in slight irritation. Why didn’t he want him to be sick? They weren’t close- Why would he care? Just so he wouldn’t have to work on him all over again? Cat’s a-are so lazy these days! He sat up, fur bristling a little, “You’re not my mother! But..” His eyes flickered to his tail wound to all the others over his body. “But I guess I have to listen,” he scoffed. Would he have to walk around camp all day with these green herbs scattered all over his body? He hoped not. That’d be pretty awkward and embarrassing. He looked out the den at the spring clearing and at the other cats who were just fine, being in the condition to be able to go out on a hunt. Stupid wounds. Stupid non-self-healing body. Stupid cats that had to get on his nerves. Might as well just stay since he wouldn’t be able to do anything but lay and breathe. Besides, he’d have to come back every day anyways. He was useless for now, not to mention it’d look awkward to be walking around to green waste sticking all over on his body. “So, uh.. I keep this on?” He motioned with his tail to the green chewed-up herbs on his chest wound.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

[ AbsurdJinx ]
A black tom walked quietly in the den, practicall hopping due to having one of their front paws pressed to their nose, which upon a closer look was bleeding rather profusely. He was unsure how the bloodflow had started, but even more uncertian how is had started, and didn't want cats to go thinking he got bashed in the nose; only one healer needed to, please and thank you. Turning his angled head, he looked around for somecat to treat it, hoping it wouldn't be someone gossipy or anything.

[AbsurdJinx]

[ @AbsurdJinx (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=192) ]
A black tom walked quietly in the den, practicall hopping due to having one of their front paws pressed to their nose, which upon a closer look was bleeding rather profusely. He was unsure how the bloodflow had started, but even more uncertian how is had started, and didn't want cats to go thinking he got bashed in the nose; only one healer needed to, please and thank you. Turning his angled head, he looked around for somecat to treat it, hoping it wouldn't be someone gossipy or anything.

[ im so happy!! xx You were testing me with a nosebleed - i didnt know how to treat those so i did my research and found something to use =P ]

Rori, incapable of finding something to occupy themselves with, jumped at the opportunity to keep busy. Immediately, they glanced the tomcat over, and it didn't take them much to determine that the black tomcat was suffering of a nosebleed. His paw would surely be drowned in blood if his nose was not treated to. ``I'll be right with you,`` they chirped, lashing their tail before whipping around and retreating to the poor herb storage.

Within a matter of seconds, the gray-brown tabby healer stood before their patient with a dull green herb clamped carefully yet firmly between their jaws. Rori set the herb down before their patient. They didn't think the oh-so-mighty fighter or hunter before them would feel comfortable with them shoving an unknown herb upon them. ``I'm Rori,`` they introduced casually, ``and this is my trusty yarrow,`` they gestured to the herb on the ground using their paw. ``This is a rather simple solution to your predicament. Simply clog your nostril with the herb. It sounds as if it won't work, but believe me, it does, and it's also a healthy treatment. And I doubt you'd be interested in prancing around camp, flaunting the herb in your nose to our coldhearted group mates, so feel free to accept my invitation to stay for a while.``

[graves]

The tom huffed, tail flicking in slight irritation. Why didn’t he want him to be sick? They weren’t close- Why would he care? Just so he wouldn’t have to work on him all over again? Cat’s a-are so lazy these days! He sat up, fur bristling a little, “You’re not my mother! But..” His eyes flickered to his tail wound to all the others over his body. “But I guess I have to listen,” he scoffed. Would he have to walk around camp all day with these green herbs scattered all over his body? He hoped not. That’d be pretty awkward and embarrassing. He looked out the den at the spring clearing and at the other cats who were just fine, being in the condition to be able to go out on a hunt. Stupid wounds. Stupid non-self-healing body. Stupid cats that had to get on his nerves. Might as well just stay since he wouldn’t be able to do anything but lay and breathe. Besides, he’d have to come back every day anyways. He was useless for now, not to mention it’d look awkward to be walking around to green waste sticking all over on his body. “So, uh.. I keep this on?” He motioned with his tail to the green chewed-up herbs on his chest wound.
Percival nodded to the tom,giving a soft smile and ignoring his attitude. He was rather patience with cats, it being hard to make him lose his temper on things. "Yes, I want you to get better. If you don't get better that might slow you down when fighting." he mewed,hopefully his words motivated the other cat to keep the herbs on him,guessing he didn't want to be slowed down and lose another fight. He liked helping his clanmates, and didn't give them requirements just to shoo them out of his den,but because he genuinely wanted them to get better. He bent close to the toms chest to give one last sniff,to make sure he got all of the wounds covered. "If you have trouble sleeping I'm sure I can search for some poppy seed to help you aswel." he offered. Despite his attitude, the fighter was rather growing on him in their short amount of time knowing eachother. He seemed all big and tough,though underneath there just a ..little bit of softness. he liked that.

[spade]

fenic!

Off to the side of the clearing, the main hub of the Dusk Syndicate, a small brown feline moved quietly, brilliant blue eyes watchful and weary as she approached the center of her former home. Her sleek brown fur was still drying from her involuntary swim earlier that day, and her claws were unsheathed, digging into the muddy earth beneath her. The clearing was relatively quieter than is usually was, and the she-cat couldn't spot any form of command anywhere. Or the cat she was looking for, for that matter. Just a few members scattered about the clearing, all talking amongst themselves, two kits tumbling outside what looked like a makeshift nursery, all of which held no interest for her. The brown she-cat halted her steps, parting her jaws to draw in the air around her. Even through all this time, she knew she would catch his scent anywhere she went.

It had been moons since Bellatrix had left the Syndicate. She hadn't told anyone about her departure, not even her brother Hamlet. Never did it feel right to her to just tell him she was leaving, because she didn't want to be convinced to stay. Her mind had been made up, and she had just... left. There hadn't been much for her outside of this lifestyle though, and through all the homes she had lived in during her time away, the place she grew up kept calling her back home. When she had left, Renn had just been made the commander, and the Syndicate appeared to be on it's way to being a formidable threat, and at that time Bella had wanted nothing to do with the group anymore. It was a daily struggle that she went through with herself, of hating what the group stood for, hating that she was born with fighting abilities that made her a target for guard training later on down the road.

Now that she had returned though, Bella saw no trace of Renn or even Peach anywhere in camp. It made her a little cautious to know who had taken over in their place, but she shrugged the thought off and continued searching for her brother's scent. Picking up a faint trace of it that slowly grew stronger as she approached, the she-cat stopped outside the healer's den. Despite not having been here when he had been made a healer, she always knew that's the path Hamlet would choose. She paused outside the den, her heart pounding. What if her brother wasn't here? What if the cat in her dreams had been lying to her? It was unusual for Bella to be this stressed out or anxious - usually she just barreled forward regardless of the consequences or dangers. However something was different. Shaking her head, the brown feline pushed her way through into the Healer's den and let her eyes adjust before spotting a familiar figure. She simply ignore the others within the den as she spotted the one cat she was looking for. "Hey Hamlet. Did you miss me?" she purred softly, not letting the relief that washed over her like a wave make an appearance on her face.

[bright !]

Percival nodded to the tom,giving a soft smile and ignoring his attitude. He was rather patience with cats, it being hard to make him lose his temper on things. "Yes, I want you to get better. If you don't get better that might slow you down when fighting." he mewed,hopefully his words motivated the other cat to keep the herbs on him,guessing he didn't want to be slowed down and lose another fight. He liked helping his clanmates, and didn't give them requirements just to shoo them out of his den,but because he genuinely wanted them to get better. He bent close to the toms chest to give one last sniff,to make sure he got all of the wounds covered. "If you have trouble sleeping I'm sure I can search for some poppy seed to help you aswel." he offered. Despite his attitude, the fighter was rather growing on him in their short amount of time knowing eachother. He seemed all big and tough,though underneath there just a ..little bit of softness. he liked that.


Percival had a point. Zotuosy hated when another cat was right. Unlike Percival, the tom had about zero patience and zero tolerance with anyone and anything. They were like complete opposites, and he was a little glad because if he was to get a healer with a similar personality, there would’ve probably been more wounds over his body. It’s not like he’d stop fighting them either. He was like one of those dogs that once they bite, the don’t let go. You can’t stop him after he starts. And he won’t stop until success or death. That doesn’t only go for fights, either. That was something he may or may not like about the tom. “I guess so..” He mumbled. But it’s not like he wanted to walk around camp with chewed-up plants sticking all over his body. He squeezed his eyes shut, sucking in a breath but pursing his lips tight to suppress a groan. “Well then I just may as well stay here, I’m pretty much useless as of now.” The tom growled. But it’s not like he wanted to stay there. No, he’d much rather go out and be some kind of use, but he was already here. What was the point in going when he won’t be doing anything? Not to mention the awkward feeling of the herbs sticking on his wounds- and if cats were to stare stare at him. He supposed it might have been partially his fault. Oh well, he’ll have to wait a painfully long time for his wounds to heal.

[Fel]

@fenic! (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=21)

Off to the side of the clearing, the main hub of the Dusk Syndicate, a small brown feline moved quietly, brilliant blue eyes watchful and weary as she approached the center of her former home. Her sleek brown fur was still drying from her involuntary swim earlier that day, and her claws were unsheathed, digging into the muddy earth beneath her. The clearing was relatively quieter than is usually was, and the she-cat couldn't spot any form of command anywhere. Or the cat she was looking for, for that matter. Just a few members scattered about the clearing, all talking amongst themselves, two kits tumbling outside what looked like a makeshift nursery, all of which held no interest for her. The brown she-cat halted her steps, parting her jaws to draw in the air around her. Even through all this time, she knew she would catch his scent anywhere she went.

It had been moons since Bellatrix had left the Syndicate. She hadn't told anyone about her departure, not even her brother Hamlet. Never did it feel right to her to just tell him she was leaving, because she didn't want to be convinced to stay. Her mind had been made up, and she had just... left. There hadn't been much for her outside of this lifestyle though, and through all the homes she had lived in during her time away, the place she grew up kept calling her back home. When she had left, Renn had just been made the commander, and the Syndicate appeared to be on it's way to being a formidable threat, and at that time Bella had wanted nothing to do with the group anymore. It was a daily struggle that she went through with herself, of hating what the group stood for, hating that she was born with fighting abilities that made her a target for guard training later on down the road.

Now that she had returned though, Bella saw no trace of Renn or even Peach anywhere in camp. It made her a little cautious to know who had taken over in their place, but she shrugged the thought off and continued searching for her brother's scent. Picking up a faint trace of it that slowly grew stronger as she approached, the she-cat stopped outside the healer's den. Despite not having been here when he had been made a healer, she always knew that's the path Hamlet would choose. She paused outside the den, her heart pounding. What if her brother wasn't here? What if the cat in her dreams had been lying to her? It was unusual for Bella to be this stressed out or anxious - usually she just barreled forward regardless of the consequences or dangers. However something was different. Shaking her head, the brown feline pushed her way through into the Healer's den and let her eyes adjust before spotting a familiar figure. She simply ignore the others within the den as she spotted the one cat she was looking for. "Hey Hamlet. Did you miss me?" she purred softly, not letting the relief that washed over her like a wave make an appearance on her face.

Hamlet had been rather busy in his den lately-- apparently, there were a lot more Dusk Syndicate cats getting into border skirmishes with SkyClan cats recently, since they now shared a border with the newly-arrived clan. He didn't care too much for the clans in general, and he'd happened to visit one awhile ago- RiverClan- with a rather handsome- though terribly agressive- tom named Storm. Working in his small space in the empty den by himself, he sorted some of his herbs accompanied by only the silence in the area, which he'd loathed at first but now happened to be getting used to. However, at the sounds of ruckus by the den entrance and a scent he didn't seem to recognize at first, the now full healer's eyes widened at the sudden appearance of his long-lost sister, Bellatrix.

"...Bella?" He exclaimed, his face filled with both surprise and happiness as he gasped. She'd disappeared while the two were still trainees together, and never bothered to tell him where she'd be going from there. He'd assumed she was killed by a fox or executed in secret for something like treason, though he didn't know why- she was much too cunning to be defeated by a fox, and she was more of an ideal Syndicate member than he was. "I can't believe you're back- where have you been all this time?" Hamlet asked, his fur still bristled in the surprise of his sister's sudden return. At a quiet time like this, it wasn't at all what he was expecting.

[spade]

Hamlet had been rather busy in his den lately-- apparently, there were a lot more Dusk Syndicate cats getting into border skirmishes with SkyClan cats recently, since they now shared a border with the newly-arrived clan. He didn't care too much for the clans in general, and he'd happened to visit one awhile ago- RiverClan- with a rather handsome- though terribly agressive- tom named Storm. Working in his small space in the empty den by himself, he sorted some of his herbs accompanied by only the silence in the area, which he'd loathed at first but now happened to be getting used to. However, at the sounds of ruckus by the den entrance and a scent he didn't seem to recognize at first, the now full healer's eyes widened at the sudden appearance of his long-lost sister, Bellatrix.

"...Bella?" He exclaimed, his face filled with both surprise and happiness as he gasped. She'd disappeared while the two were still trainees together, and never bothered to tell him where she'd be going from there. He'd assumed she was killed by a fox or executed in secret for something like treason, though he didn't know why- she was much too cunning to be defeated by a fox, and she was more of an ideal Syndicate member than he was. "I can't believe you're back- where have you been all this time?" Hamlet asked, his fur still bristled in the surprise of his sister's sudden return. At a quiet time like this, it wasn't at all what he was expecting.


At her brother's surprise, Bella managed to stifle a laugh, shaking her head. "You didn't really think I was gonna be gone forever, did you?" she mewed, not bothering to answer his question. It wasn't something she was going to discuss here, where others could potentially overhear. She had resented coming back, but now that she was, her game face was on, the unreadable mask that she learned to wear in the Syndicate. She took a couple steps forward and halted before her brother, sitting down and simply glancing at what he was working on. Herbs, of course. She hadn't expected anything different, because unlike her, Hamlet was kind and good, and fit right into the world of helping others and healing them, despite the disrespect he must have endured by choosing that position within the Syndicate. A heavy weight of guilt fell on her shoulders as she realized she hadn't been here to help him through that. It showed on her face for a brief second before disappearing altogether.

Shaking her head, she looked up at Hamlet, studying his expression. Shock, for one, which was understandable. Bella knew eventually she would have to explain where she was, a thought that internally made her quiver. But not here, and not now. Instead, the brown feline looked towards the entrance, her deep blue eyes glazed over in thought. "What happened with Renn? It seems like total chaos here. And what's this about a SkyClan I've been hearing about?" she inquired, returning her gaze to meet her brothers. Her forepaws flexed beneath her, anticipation racing through her veins.

[graves]

Percival had a point. Zotuosy hated when another cat was right. Unlike Percival, the tom had about zero patience and zero tolerance with anyone and anything. They were like complete opposites, and he was a little glad because if he was to get a healer with a similar personality, there would’ve probably been more wounds over his body. It’s not like he’d stop fighting them either. He was like one of those dogs that once they bite, the don’t let go. You can’t stop him after he starts. And he won’t stop until success or death. That doesn’t only go for fights, either. That was something he may or may not like about the tom. “I guess so..” He mumbled. But it’s not like he wanted to walk around camp with chewed-up plants sticking all over his body. He squeezed his eyes shut, sucking in a breath but pursing his lips tight to suppress a groan. “Well then I just may as well stay here, I’m pretty much useless as of now.” The tom growled. But it’s not like he wanted to stay there. No, he’d much rather go out and be some kind of use, but he was already here. What was the point in going when he won’t be doing anything? Not to mention the awkward feeling of the herbs sticking on his wounds- and if cats were to stare stare at him. He supposed it might have been partially his fault. Oh well, he’ll have to wait a painfully long time for his wounds to heal.
The small toms dome like ears perked, them flopping slightly when the fighter said he was going to stay here. To him atleast, it seemed he didnt like his company to much but he ignored it. He was used to being picked on and given attitude for him being the lowest rank, he had grown used to low treatment. Though he remained positive,giving a small nod. ¨Go ahead and make yourself at home then, if you need I can go get things to make your nest more comfortable, I know they arent the best. But Im sure I can manage to find a few feathers.¨ his tone was kind, despite the other tom having attitude towards him. He knew the other cat didnt mean it, he looked passed his outer look immediately. He turned and allowed the tom to get settled, sniffing his nose in some dried herbs that were unorganized in a corner. He picked them up gently and started to organize, setting aside the herbs hed have to use on the other tom for his nightly appliance.

[Serendipity]

Pistachio smiled," You are quite knowledgeable Sneeze. You would do good as a healer, rather than a fighter, hunter, or guard.
Ooooh this is so old

Sneeze pricked his ears. "Really?"

[Mango]

Ooooh this is so old

Sneeze pricked his ears. "Really?"
Pistachio nodded," Yes. You'd serve the synigouge well as a healer."

[Serendipity]

Pistachio nodded," Yes. You'd serve the synigouge well as a healer."
Oml r u srsly saying this because I could be xD

Sneeze smiled, then sneezed again. "That's great, Pistacho! And if I get rescued before, I could be Cricketpaw's apprentice!" His face brightens up immidietly
Keep in mind Sneeze will never get rescued xD
Squeal laughed dryly. "Ha! A healer? That's the least we need!" He chuckled. "But you'd never be a good fighter, fuzzzbut!"

[Mango]

Oml r u srsly saying this because I could be xD

Sneeze smiled, then sneezed again. "That's great, Pistacho! And if I get rescued before, I could be Cricketpaw's apprentice!" His face brightens up immidietly
Keep in mind Sneeze will never get rescued xD
Squeal laughed dryly. "Ha! A healer? That's the least we need!" He chuckled. "But you'd never be a good fighter, fuzzzbut!"
Pistachio nodded," But from what I hear of the clans Riverclan already has a second header, Cricketpaw. And Squel who's save you from dying if we left?"

[Serendipity]

Pistachio nodded," But from what I hear of the clans Riverclan already has a second header, Cricketpaw. And Squel who's save you from dying if we left?"
Sneeze nodded, "Oh, Yeah... But when Cricketpaw's older..." He looked up at Pistachio with a hopeful look on his face, "I will get rescued, right?"

Squeal shook his head, trying to deny the fact. "I could learn to heal my self!" He points to poppy seeds. "That's for infection, right?"
(If that's actually right, pretend he said another thing)


But like was the offer real

[Mango]

Sneeze nodded, "Oh, Yeah... But when Cricketpaw's older..." He looked up at Pistachio with a hopeful look on his face, "I will get rescued, right?"

Squeal shook his head, trying to deny the fact. "I could learn to heal my self!" He points to poppy seeds. "That's for infection, right?"
(If that's actually right, pretend he said another thing)


But like was the offer real
Pistachio responded," Ofcourse, once Geckoleaf retires, which will be a while so why not stay here and become a healer. And Squeal that isn't for infections it helps you sleep."

[Serendipity]

Pistachio responded," Ofcourse, once Geckoleaf retires, which will be a while so why not stay here and become a healer. And Squeal that isn't for infections it helps you sleep."
...
He squealed. "Really? You mean it?" He scrunched his face up. "Dont you already have an apprenntice?"

[Hexict]

After reaching the nest and he nestled in, she immediately went over to the herbs. Now, the healers of Dusk Syndicate weren't as knowledgeable about all herbs, nor do they have access to all of the herbs the forest has to offer. So the herbs all the healers had at the moment were very minimum. She grabs some cobweb from the pile she was organizing earlier. She searched for a thyme herb and a dock leaf, but could not find any in the pile she was looking in. She looked over and spotted some dock and thyme at the pile where another healer was speaking to a dark colored tom. Quickly and quietly, she pads over, grabs the things she needs and with a quick friendly glance of the healer and a curious look of the dark tom before returning to her patient. As she came back, her ears perked up as he asked her a question. She placed the herbs near him and opened her mouth to answer him. "Well, you aren't going to die from it, if that is what you are concerned about." she began, "But no, the wounds are deep, but not too much to cause permanent damage to you." She placed her herbs in order she shall use them, the cobwebs first, then the thyme leaves, then the dock. He made a following question which caused her to give him a strange look. "What do you have to do that is so important for you to do right now?" she huffed, raising an eye. "If you go out and try to do certain duties immediately after I treat them, then the wound will just open up again and I can't really assure you that you will come back alive the second time. So, in order for you to get better, I suggest resting here a bit after I treat your wound and remaining in camp for a while.” She knew many Dusk Syndicate cats, too soaked in their blood stained prides to listen to her advice and will leave immediately anyways, only for them to have more injuries on them. A lot aren't able to survive the second time. Rosaleen doesn't like to think so morbidly all the time, but these deaths just a few foolish Syndicate cats that isn't her responsibility anymore, which would grant her peace of mind, if these cats didn't have cats of their own that were just as foolish and prideful as their parents. And the cycle continues. “Now, before I start, I must clean your wound to prevent infection.” Not a lot of cats wasn't comfortable by getting cleansed and in their defense, Rosaleen completely understands why. It is very uncomfortable to be licked by a cat you don't know, even if it's just to prevent further sickness. It makes you feel vulnerable and uneasy and overall not a good feeling at all. It must be done, however. It is a necessary act to do for the overall well being of a cat.

The grey tabby watched Rosaleen as she quickly headed towards the stock of herbs that was used by all the Healers in the Syndicate. Though he had no intentions of being one himself, Kacey couldn't help but let his yellow gaze follow her in curiosity to what kind of herbs she was going to take out for treating him. The tom hardly knew even the basics, so it wasn't like he could name any of the herbs he could see. He also didn't know what they were used for, which only made him a bit more stressed as she began to pull some out in order to help him heal.

He noticed that she was unable to find all that she needed in the stock, but was able to snatch from from another healer so that she could treat him. Kacey was still unsure about his state and whether or not he would be able to return to his duties soon. He didn't want to seem rude or in a rush when he questioned her about his injury and if it was very serious. It felt serious. He had only be sparring with Storm when the latter took it too far. Kacey hadn't expected Storm to try to actually kill him. He was aware that the younger tom was... unstable. He was blood-thirsty and quick to make a simple fight something much more serious. It Storm had gone all out, Kacey was sure he would've been killed. He wasn't a great fighter but the other was quite skilled when it came to things like that. He hadn't hesitated or waited for Kacey to catch himself before attacking again. There was no time to catch his breath and that's how he got so injured.

The tabby wasn't planning on sparring with him anymore.

Kacey's ears perked a bit more when she began talking to him more, answering his worrying question. IT was a relief to hear that his injury wasn't deadly, but it was her next words that he was most interested in. After she informed him that if he were to push himself without rest than his wounds might then take a deadly turn. He flattened his ears and turned away, glaring at the ground. Now everyone's going to think of me as weak! He silently snapped. After moons of trying to prove myself... I know that the others won't let this pass. But he knew that there was nothing he could do. Though displeased with this fact, he did acknowledge that it can't be helped anymore. Kacey gave a small sigh.

But he suddenly stiffened as the Healer informed him that she now had to clean his wound. This stranger was going to have to clean him, and that made him uncomfortable. Like most Syndicate cats, he was skeptical and untrusting around cats that he didn't know - though he was friendly towards those who he did happen to trust. But the grey tom kept his mouth shut and gave a curt nod, trying not to look too uncomfortable with the thought of her cleaning him.

[Mango]

...
He squealed. "Really? You mean it?" He scrunched his face up. "Dont you already have an apprenntice?"
Pistachio laughed," No, I'm only 20 moons old never had one...but I'd be happy to train you when your six moons old..."

[Serendipity]

Pistachio laughed," No, I'm only 20 moons old never had one...but I'd be happy to train you when your six moons old..."
Sneeze wiggle his tail, then coughed uncontrollably (I'd forgotten to make him cough xD). His little body shook. "I guess I'm in the middle of 5 moons now... Anyway, why didn't you get one before?" The little tom seemed confused.

//

Squeal sat in the corner, being a grumpy dud and all that.

[bright !]

The small toms dome like ears perked, them flopping slightly when the fighter said he was going to stay here. To him atleast, it seemed he didnt like his company to much but he ignored it. He was used to being picked on and given attitude for him being the lowest rank, he had grown used to low treatment. Though he remained positive,giving a small nod. ¨Go ahead and make yourself at home then, if you need I can go get things to make your nest more comfortable, I know they arent the best. But Im sure I can manage to find a few feathers.¨ his tone was kind, despite the other tom having attitude towards him. He knew the other cat didnt mean it, he looked passed his outer look immediately. He turned and allowed the tom to get settled, sniffing his nose in some dried herbs that were unorganized in a corner. He picked them up gently and started to organize, setting aside the herbs hed have to use on the other tom for his nightly appliance.


The tom couldn't understand why and how Perci could remain so calm, patient and positive after all he's said when he would usually have gotten into another fight by now. But the hairless tom was different. He kind of-maybe-a little bit-liked that. Liked that part of his personality, of course. He could never grow to like, get close to or attached to any other cat. Never. It was a little complicated to explain, but some may say he's a little ‘emotionally constipated’. That sounds weird, yes, but it's true. He doesn't show anything very often other than anger. He never liked getting close to other cats and it's all because of a little fear. He's really all soft and squishy inside, even if he looks like there nothing going on from the outside. But due to the losses of very close loved ones in his life, mostly because they lived in the DS, he just didn't bother to grow close to anyone to avoid the feelings that came when he loses them. Though he still doesn't like being alone, even if he doesn't have many friends. Again, it's a little hard to explain. But due to this, whenever he sees any form of affection displayed from cats in any form of relationship, he can't help but feel jealous. Though, as said before, he is ‘emotionally constipated’ and doesn't show that he envies them and longs for someone to be there for/with him too. In response to Perci’s words, he would've said something like, ‘Oh, no need to go through the trouble, it's alright!’ But he wasn't like that, he didn't think before he spoke, he was emotionally constipated, and it came out different than he wanted. “It’s fine. I’m fine. I can sleep here, and that's all that matters.” Ugh.

[Mango]

Sneeze wiggle his tail, then coughed uncontrollably (I'd forgotten to make him cough xD). His little body shook. "I guess I'm in the middle of 5 moons now... Anyway, why didn't you get one before?" The little tom seemed confused.

//

Squeal sat in the corner, being a grumpy dud and all that.
She laughed," well I didn't become a full healer until 16 moons old and no one wanted to be one yet..."

[graves]

The tom couldn't understand why and how Perci could remain so calm, patient and positive after all he's said when he would usually have gotten into another fight by now. But the hairless tom was different. He kind of-maybe-a little bit-liked that. Liked that part of his personality, of course. He could never grow to like, get close to or attached to any other cat. Never. It was a little complicated to explain, but some may say he's a little ‘emotionally constipated’. That sounds weird, yes, but it's true. He doesn't show anything very often other than anger. He never liked getting close to other cats and it's all because of a little fear. He's really all soft and squishy inside, even if he looks like there nothing going on from the outside. But due to the losses of very close loved ones in his life, mostly because they lived in the DS, he just didn't bother to grow close to anyone to avoid the feelings that came when he loses them. Though he still doesn't like being alone, even if he doesn't have many friends. Again, it's a little hard to explain. But due to this, whenever he sees any form of affection displayed from cats in any form of relationship, he can't help but feel jealous. Though, as said before, he is ‘emotionally constipated’ and doesn't show that he envies them and longs for someone to be there for/with him too. In response to Perci’s words, he would've said something like, ‘Oh, no need to go through the trouble, it's alright!’ But he wasn't like that, he didn't think before he spoke, he was emotionally constipated, and it came out different than he wanted. “It’s fine. I’m fine. I can sleep here, and that's all that matters.” Ugh.
¨Its alright, Im sure I have spares somewhere. We dont really use them to often if they arent stolen by someone around here.¨ The tom mewed back. He was a cat that didnt judge another no matter how they acted. Sure, he had his own problems but he took another in account. He was smart enough to know when another is putting up walls, which is why he kept a gentle kind tone in his voice. He tried to be kind to every cat he met, it was hard of course, but he managed. Now he was no guidance councilor but he knew enough after dealing with his brother what a distressed cat in need looked like. He wasnt sure if Zou were going to admit that, he didnt really care if he did or didnt as that was on his own accord and business, but he would help in subtle ways that hopefully wouldn't hurt the other cats ego when given help. ¨I like the cats who sleep in here to atleast feel a little bit comfortable.¨ those were a subtle way saying he cared about the other, even if they just had met but he cared about his physical and emotion well being. He had sort of a sense when something was wrong, a good conscious you could say, but it was a calm way of saying ¨hey i just met you but I care.¨

[bright !]

¨Its alright, Im sure I have spares somewhere. We dont really use them to often if they arent stolen by someone around here.¨ The tom mewed back. He was a cat that didnt judge another no matter how they acted. Sure, he had his own problems but he took another in account. He was smart enough to know when another is putting up walls, which is why he kept a gentle kind tone in his voice. He tried to be kind to every cat he met, it was hard of course, but he managed. Now he was no guidance councilor but he knew enough after dealing with his brother what a distressed cat in need looked like. He wasnt sure if Zou were going to admit that, he didnt really care if he did or didnt as that was on his own accord and business, but he would help in subtle ways that hopefully wouldn't hurt the other cats ego when given help. ¨I like the cats who sleep in here to atleast feel a little bit comfortable.¨ those were a subtle way saying he cared about the other, even if they just had met but he cared about his physical and emotion well being. He had sort of a sense when something was wrong, a good conscious you could say, but it was a calm way of saying ¨hey i just met you but I care.¨



Zotu was kind of like Perci when it came to showing he cares, though his way was totally different at the same time. He will not say that he loves you or cares about you straight up but he’ll maybe say something like “hey stupid, it's really cold out there so get ready” or something along those lines. Or he’ll remind you of something you have to do or get done. This means he was listening when you said you had to do this or get this done when it looked like he was not listening or not paying too much attention. But he was. Another way of telling he cares would be him bringing a piece of prey back for you. He actually really likes food, so if he brings something to you and he hasn't eaten it yet that's a good way of telling you mean something to him. His body still ached, it hurt to move, and something soft to sleep on would be a little nice.. “Fine, I guess I don't see a point in arguing.” If it means you won't go through any trouble. He knew now that Perci cared, but if he could be so kind to him so quickly, he'd be able to do that with other cats. So, that means that doesn't make him any more special than the next scratched up fighter coming to be healed. Though it's not like he wanted to feel special.. The tom wasn't like any other fighter or hunter, he wouldn't bully a healer for their rank. He was all tough, sure, but he just wasn't that kind of guy. He doesn't judge based on rank, he could actually care less about that.

[graves]

Zotu was kind of like Perci when it came to showing he cares, though his way was totally different at the same time. He will not say that he loves you or cares about you straight up but he’ll maybe say something like “hey stupid, it's really cold out there so get ready” or something along those lines. Or he’ll remind you of something you have to do or get done. This means he was listening when you said you had to do this or get this done when it looked like he was not listening or not paying too much attention. But he was. Another way of telling he cares would be him bringing a piece of prey back for you. He actually really likes food, so if he brings something to you and he hasn't eaten it yet that's a good way of telling you mean something to him. His body still ached, it hurt to move, and something soft to sleep on would be a little nice.. “Fine, I guess I don't see a point in arguing.” If it means you won't go through any trouble. He knew now that Perci cared, but if he could be so kind to him so quickly, he'd be able to do that with other cats. So, that means that doesn't make him any more special than the next scratched up fighter coming to be healed. Though it's not like he wanted to feel special.. The tom wasn't like any other fighter or hunter, he wouldn't bully a healer for their rank. He was all tough, sure, but he just wasn't that kind of guy. He doesn't judge based on rank, he could actually care less about that.
One thing that stuck out to Percival was that this fighter didnt taunt him for his rank. Which was a new kind of feeling to be honest. He appreciated that someone actually gave him some respect. He smiled, seeing as he won Zou over with his feather idea. He went to his own nest and bent over it, using his small paws to pick out plush feathers from it. He didnt mind using his own feathers from his nest, he didnt really care. Usually he wouldnt give another his own feathers but Zou was different it seemed, didnt make snarky remarks about his rank and didnt bully him. It was a silent way of showing a bit of appreciation. The shuffled the feathers up from his nest and carried them in his mouth, giving a small sneeze at the feathers tickling his nose. He padded over to the tom, giving a small dorky smile before giving another small sneeze, blowing a few feathers from his mouth. ¨Do you want me to tuck these in your nest for you?¨ his tone was slightly muffled from the feathers in it.

[Mango]

CandyFlossCat
Pistachio was bent down sorting herbs in silence. She had her dusty brown fur well groomed. She didn't mind doing her job, it was what she did. She liked it.

[wickedvirtues]

CandyFlossCat
Pistachio was bent down sorting herbs in silence. She had her dusty brown fur well groomed. She didn't mind doing her job, it was what she did. She liked it.

(I'll use Mirage for once :p)

The small four moon old she-cat walked into the Healers den, glancing around curiously. Her tail twitched behind her as she saw another cat. "Hi!" She mewed.

[Mango]

(I'll use Mirage for once :p)

The small four moon old she-cat walked into the Healers den, glancing around curiously. Her tail twitched behind her as she saw another cat. "Hi!" She mewed.
Pistachio turned around," Hello, Mirage." She said with a small smile," What brings you in here?"

[wickedvirtues]

Pistachio turned around," Hello, Mirage." She said with a small smile," What brings you in here?"
Mirage shrugged, sitting next to Pistachio. "I was just sort of curious about what you do in here, and besides, it's nice and quiet in here." She explained.

[wickedvirtues]

Juniper (http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/originals/2014/Animals___Cats____Blue_cat_071179_.jpg) sorted through the herbs, ears pricked and eyes fixed on the leaves and berries. She lashed her tail, closing her eyes and trying to remember a name of one herb. "Chervil!" She said, a bit louder than she meant to. Embarrassed, she pulled her ears back and stayed quiet.

[bright !]

One thing that stuck out to Percival was that this fighter didnt taunt him for his rank. Which was a new kind of feeling to be honest. He appreciated that someone actually gave him some respect. He smiled, seeing as he won Zou over with his feather idea. He went to his own nest and bent over it, using his small paws to pick out plush feathers from it. He didnt mind using his own feathers from his nest, he didnt really care. Usually he wouldnt give another his own feathers but Zou was different it seemed, didnt make snarky remarks about his rank and didnt bully him. It was a silent way of showing a bit of appreciation. The shuffled the feathers up from his nest and carried them in his mouth, giving a small sneeze at the feathers tickling his nose. He padded over to the tom, giving a small dorky smile before giving another small sneeze, blowing a few feathers from his mouth. ¨Do you want me to tuck these in your nest for you?¨ his tone was slightly muffled from the feathers in it.


[*cracks knuckles* surprise surprise brights back bois]
Something the cloudy-white cat noticed was that the other tom was using his feathers from his own nest, which he honestly didn’t expect. He didn’t have to, and it only made him feel worse for being won over with the whole feather thing. He was already doing enough. And when the hairless healer sneezed, he didn’t know what to do. Say a quick ‘bless you’? That wasn’t like him at all, but then again, he should thank him in some way. He was hesitating anyways. But why? Well, thanks to his running thoughts, it was too late to say it. But then he did it again, which was a new opportunity in trying to be nice in some way. “Bless you,” he mewed right after the second sneeze. He then answered his question while shaking his head, “No, I’ll do it.” When saying this, most may think he’s just trying to look tough and act like he can do things for himself even when injured. But really, he wouldn’t if he wasn’t thanking Perci for treating him. In fact, his whole body ached at the moment, and you could tell. And to Zotu, a little ‘bless you’ wasn’t enough. Nothing is ever enough for this guy. Well, as long as it’s him.

[graves]

[*cracks knuckles* surprise surprise brights back bois]
Something the cloudy-white cat noticed was that the other tom was using his feathers from his own nest, which he honestly didn’t expect. He didn’t have to, and it only made him feel worse for being won over with the whole feather thing. He was already doing enough. And when the hairless healer sneezed, he didn’t know what to do. Say a quick ‘bless you’? That wasn’t like him at all, but then again, he should thank him in some way. He was hesitating anyways. But why? Well, thanks to his running thoughts, it was too late to say it. But then he did it again, which was a new opportunity in trying to be nice in some way. “Bless you,” he mewed right after the second sneeze. He then answered his question while shaking his head, “No, I’ll do it.” When saying this, most may think he’s just trying to look tough and act like he can do things for himself even when injured. But really, he wouldn’t if he wasn’t thanking Perci for treating him. In fact, his whole body ached at the moment, and you could tell. And to Zotu, a little ‘bless you’ wasn’t enough. Nothing is ever enough for this guy. Well, as long as it’s him.


Percival sniffled and smiled,"Thank you," he still wasnt used to such politeness, especially to a healer. At first hed written Zou off as some grump fighter that had a bad temper but when he really thought about it-he wasnt that bad. Infact when you got past his grumping he was nice to be around. He spit the feathers out, huffing to get was the was lodged by his nose. he didnt mind that Zou declined his offer, most likely because he thought he could do it himself. Perci knew he was injured and should step in, but he didnt want to offend Zous pride. "If you need help, please tell me. I dont want you to strain yourself." the last he wanted was for him to move his body to much with his injuries.

[bright !]

Percival sniffled and smiled,"Thank you," he still wasnt used to such politeness, especially to a healer. At first hed written Zou off as some grump fighter that had a bad temper but when he really thought about it-he wasnt that bad. Infact when you got past his grumping he was nice to be around. He spit the feathers out, huffing to get was the was lodged by his nose. he didnt mind that Zou declined his offer, most likely because he thought he could do it himself. Perci knew he was injured and should step in, but he didnt want to offend Zous pride. "If you need help, please tell me. I dont want you to strain yourself." the last he wanted was for him to move his body to much with his injuries.

Zotuosy hummed at the hairless tom's thanks. He just suddenly realized how nice he was being to him. Then again, it was a little easier to for some reason. Maybe.. Because of his rank? No, since when did ranks even matter to him? Maybe it was his personality, which was unlike any other cats' he's met in the DS. Not one that he'd want to fight, not one that he'd be annoyed by, not one that was as cold or as unfriendly. Just- different. Not even in a bad way. To Zotu, at least. He was confusing himself while thinking, so decided to focus on what was happening right now in the real world. He took the feathers that were spat out from Perci, nodding with a muffled hum at what he said. He wouldn't want to injure himself any more after already treating him anyways. And so, he began to tuck the feathers into his nest neatly, one-by-one. He was just a little shaky, so some of them weren't placed exactly where he wanted, but they were close enough. To have made it comfortable, at least.

[graves]

Zotuosy hummed at the hairless tom's thanks. He just suddenly realized how nice he was being to him. Then again, it was a little easier to for some reason. Maybe.. Because of his rank? No, since when did ranks even matter to him? Maybe it was his personality, which was unlike any other cats' he's met in the DS. Not one that he'd want to fight, not one that he'd be annoyed by, not one that was as cold or as unfriendly. Just- different. Not even in a bad way. To Zotu, at least. He was confusing himself while thinking, so decided to focus on what was happening right now in the real world. He took the feathers that were spat out from Perci, nodding with a muffled hum at what he said. He wouldn't want to injure himself any more after already treating him anyways. And so, he began to tuck the feathers into his nest neatly, one-by-one. He was just a little shaky, so some of them weren't placed exactly where he wanted, but they were close enough. To have made it comfortable, at least.
He sat down, watching Zout try to tuck in his own feathers. Eventually he stood up, padding over next to him and tucking in the ones that were a bit misplaced. He knew he wanted to do it on his own, but he couldnt help himself. He said nothing though, simply helping tuck in the feathers. Percival could remember gathering these feathers too, he had hunted a bird for em. Usually healers werent allowed to hunt, or had very little knowledge of how to. he was proud of the hunt and still his, and it felt nice to give someone else his feathers to enjoy. Even if nobody else knew he hunted them. Once he tucked the feathers in he smiled again, patting the nest with his paw to make sure it was up to his standards. "I think thats comfy enough," he mewed," my nest is a bit bigger, if it gets uncomfy I dont mind you joining mine." this wasnt an unusual offer for Perci, he often offered most patients his nest since it was basically twice his size.

[bright !]

He sat down, watching Zout try to tuck in his own feathers. Eventually he stood up, padding over next to him and tucking in the ones that were a bit misplaced. He knew he wanted to do it on his own, but he couldnt help himself. He said nothing though, simply helping tuck in the feathers. Percival could remember gathering these feathers too, he had hunted a bird for em. Usually healers werent allowed to hunt, or had very little knowledge of how to. he was proud of the hunt and still his, and it felt nice to give someone else his feathers to enjoy. Even if nobody else knew he hunted them. Once he tucked the feathers in he smiled again, patting the nest with his paw to make sure it was up to his standards. "I think thats comfy enough," he mewed," my nest is a bit bigger, if it gets uncomfy I dont mind you joining mine." this wasnt an unusual offer for Perci, he often offered most patients his nest since it was basically twice his size.

While attempting to tuck in his feathers neatly, he wondered where Perci could've gotten his feathers. He wouldn't assume he got them himself, as hunting wasn't a task for the healers and all. He was pretty sure they weren't taught that. Maybe a hunter killed a bird for him in return for healing him. Or he got it from already hunted prey and decided to pluck the feathers and use it for his nest before eating it. He suddenly realized Perci had padded up to help, which he wasn't really complaining for. He didn't even ask for it, while most cats would probably just brush it off and leave him alone to do a poor job at making his nest comfortable. "Thanks," Zotu said, almost mumbled, and nodded at what he said. Yeah, he shouldn't take it that way when the healer made the offer. It was only sleeping in the same nest as another cat. Then again, he had just met Perci and wouldn't know if it was a normal offer or not. His nest was pretty big anyways. But that was only if the nest he had now got uncomfy. He laid down slowly, it still being painful to move and all. His front paws tucked under his chest, looking like one of those loaf of bread cats. Since he had nothing to say, he decided to ask about what was on his mind earlier. "How'd you get these feathers?"

[graves]

While attempting to tuck in his feathers neatly, he wondered where Perci could've gotten his feathers. He wouldn't assume he got them himself, as hunting wasn't a task for the healers and all. He was pretty sure they weren't taught that. Maybe a hunter killed a bird for him in return for healing him. Or he got it from already hunted prey and decided to pluck the feathers and use it for his nest before eating it. He suddenly realized Perci had padded up to help, which he wasn't really complaining for. He didn't even ask for it, while most cats would probably just brush it off and leave him alone to do a poor job at making his nest comfortable. "Thanks," Zotu said, almost mumbled, and nodded at what he said. Yeah, he shouldn't take it that way when the healer made the offer. It was only sleeping in the same nest as another cat. Then again, he had just met Perci and wouldn't know if it was a normal offer or not. His nest was pretty big anyways. But that was only if the nest he had now got uncomfy. He laid down slowly, it still being painful to move and all. His front paws tucked under his chest, looking like one of those loaf of bread cats. Since he had nothing to say, he decided to ask about what was on his mind earlier. "How'd you get these feathers?"
It was a sudden question but Percival wasnt opposed to it. "I hunted for the bird myself."he smiled as he answered, sitting down infront of him and him too looking like one of those loaf cats. He could recall the moment when he caught it, he felt like he was playing in the air when he jumped after it-claws extending and feeling it sink into the preys flesh. he killed it quickly. As a healer he had respect for lives and any animal around him. "Healers arent allowed to hunt but..I couldnt help myself. The healers den gets lonely that I like to feel the wind on my skin and feel like Im not a healer sometimes." it was true. At times he would wonder in Syndicate territory just to be outside for a moment, to not smell herbs and sickness. to feel like a normal cat, a cat who wasnt disrespected everyday, a cat who wasnt a healer, a cat that was free of the rank pyramid. Though he loved his rank to at times. He loved to heal and patch cats up, loving to heal with plants and have that talent to bring something back to life at the tip of his paws.

[Mango]

Pistachio licked her paw wishing someone would arrive in need of healing. Her mind was clouded in grief her sister Octivance was dead. She needed something to keep her mind busy she already had collect herbs and sorted them and had nothing left to do. She shut her eyes remembering kithood with Octivance. (Open)

[Mango]

Lawlipop

Pistachio silently sorted her herbs Dock, cobweb, tansy, poppyseeds, catnip,marigold, burdock root... she trailed off into thought sorting herbs happily, she wasn't in love with healing, but it was better than being killed.

[Lawlipop]

Lawlipop

Pistachio silently sorted her herbs Dock, cobweb, tansy, poppyseeds, catnip,marigold, burdock root... she trailed off into thought sorting herbs happily, she wasn't in love with healing, but it was better than being killed.


Rosaleen, was not a lover of her dark and bloodthirsty home. The savageness of it all. The merciless acts towards those who need it the most. The disrespect over the cats who were supposed to care for them, the healers, which is what Rosaleen was destined to be. A low ranked she-cat who has to endure any physical and verbal abuse her clanmates will throw at her at any time. She doesn't go out of the healer's den much, it is a daily basis where she spends days without touching the grass out of the den, she usually only goes out to fetch more herb supplies or to get food. She is wandering around, sending her most recent patient out of the den. She notices a fellow healer by themselves, organizing the supply. She hesitantly approaches the cat. "Do you need any assistance with the herbs?" she asked in a hushed tone.

[Mango]

Rosaleen, was not a lover of her dark and bloodthirsty home. The savageness of it all. The merciless acts towards those who need it the most. The disrespect over the cats who were supposed to care for them, the healers, which is what Rosaleen was destined to be. A low ranked she-cat who has to endure any physical and verbal abuse her clanmates will throw at her at any time. She doesn't go out of the healer's den much, it is a daily basis where she spends days without touching the grass out of the den, she usually only goes out to fetch more herb supplies or to get food. She is wandering around, sending her most recent patient out of the den. She notices a fellow healer by themselves, organizing the supply. She hesitantly approaches the cat. "Do you need any assistance with the herbs?" she asked in a hushed tone.


Pistachio, didn't realize anyone was in the den, she jumped, dropping the comfry root on the ground her eyes wide she spun around the heaved a sigh of relief when she realized it was only Rosaleen," Oh- it's just you..." she meowed trying to calm her racing heart," Sure. Nothing wrong with help." She smiled at Rosaleen, not bothering to pretend she jumped out of her skin at Rosaleen's voice she picked up the comfry root she dropped and dropped it in the proper hole.
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(Pistachio duplicate)
Pistachio was alone sorting herbs, Comfry root, cobweb, marigold, water mint, yarrow...

[Tundra]

Coco limped across the camp to the Healer den.
(Or whatever they call it) She stopped at the entrance and let out a call. "Pistachio...? You there?" Coco stood there, balancing on three legs as she waited for a response.

[Mango]

Coco limped across the camp to the Healer den.
(Or whatever they call it) She stopped at the entrance and let out a call. "Pistachio...? You there?" Coco stood there, balancing on three legs as she waited for a response.

Pistachio jumped, knocking a small pile of burdock root over, she soothed herself by licking her shoulder, she never felt comfortable with non healers, she turned around slowly and stutttered," H-H-Hello? " she meowed she smelled blood so she added," Y-You C-can C-come in so I-I can l-l-look at y-your w-w-wound." She added trying to calm herself.

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Swiftheart
Pistachio was minding her business sorting herbs Cobweb, marigold, comfry root, burdock root, yew, yarrow... she was lost in thought as she sorted each herb.

[Static]

Pistachio jumped, knocking a small pile of burdock root over, she soothed herself by licking her shoulder, she never felt comfortable with non healers, she turned around slowly and stutttered," H-H-Hello? " she meowed she smelled blood so she added," Y-You C-can C-come in so I-I can l-l-look at y-your w-w-wound." She added trying to calm herself.

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Swiftheart
Pistachio was minding her business sorting herbs Cobweb, marigold, comfry root, burdock root, yew, yarrow... she was lost in thought as she sorted each herb.
Runt walked into the den,curious what the plant smell was.'It's so soothing.Better than the smell of angry cats outside atleast.' she thought,intill she bumped into the healer,being pulled away Frome her thoughts.She yelped in suprised,falling backwards."Sorry!I-I didn't mean to!" She stuttered,hoping she wouldn't be hissed or snarled at.

[Mango]

Runt walked into the den,curious what the plant smell was.'It's so soothing.Better than the smell of angry cats outside atleast.' she thought,intill she bumped into the healer,being pulled away Frome her thoughts.She yelped in suprised,falling backwards."Sorry!I-I didn't mean to!" She stuttered,hoping she wouldn't be hissed or snarled at.

Pistachio dropped the herb in her jaw as the kit bumped into her she jumped her fur stood on edge, she breathed The cat said I'm sorry, they probably won't kill me... she turned around licking her fur to sooth herself," Oh, your a kit..." she blinked in suprise," It's alright...I'm just a little jumpy...." a lot jumpy...

[Static]

Pistachio dropped the herb in her jaw as the kit bumped into her she jumped her fur stood on edge, she breathed The cat said I'm sorry, they probably won't kill me... she turned around licking her fur to sooth herself," Oh, your a kit..." she blinked in suprise," It's alright...I'm just a little jumpy...." a lot jumpy...
Runt was a little suprised at how jumpy she was for a dusk syndicate cat."I-Is this your den?" She asked,looking around.She didn't know if she should leave or not.This cat seemed nice enough,but that's how most cats seemed at first.

[wickedvirtues]

Seal blinked and swallowed her nerves, she just needed to do her duties as a healer, nothing too hard for a good healer. The thing was, Seal wasn't sure if anyone liked her. Healers were one of the lowest rank, and her paranoid skittishness did her no favors in this cruel group of murderous cats. She was used to insults hurled at her face, it surprised her more if that didn't happen. Seal glanced at her little collection of herbs, her eyes fixed to the leaves and stems she'd managed to collect. Seal gazed up, hoping no one noticed her existence at the moment so she could focus. Though a tiny bit of company would be welcome.

(Open!)

[Tundra]

Coco limped inside and noticed the spilled pile of herbs. "Oh, im sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" She meowed as she sat down. "Anyways, I stepped on a sharp stone while running, I think its still in my pad."

[Mango]

Runt was a little suprised at how jumpy she was for a dusk syndicate cat."I-Is this your den?" She asked,looking around.She didn't know if she should leave or not.This cat seemed nice enough,but that's how most cats seemed at first.
Pistachio nodded," Yeah. I share this den with the other healers. Most cats don't like talking to us, I'm kinda suprised you are...I'm Pistachio by the way...what's your name?" She meowed erritated that her heart was still racing This kit is harmless...

[Mango]

Coco limped inside and noticed the spilled pile of herbs. "Oh, im sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" She meowed as she sat down. "Anyways, I stepped on a sharp stone while running, I think its still in my pad."
Pistachio breathed Any hunter or guard who is willing to get healing won't kill me her heart was still pounding but she ignored it. She came forward carefully and slowly and bent down to look," Y-Yes, it still is in there. Let me get my supplies." She headed over to her stash of herbs and grabbed dock and marigold before replying a little less gittery, but still clear enough that she was a tad bit gittery," T-his will hurt a little, but it will prevent an infection." She meowed awaiting an answer giving Coco an option to leave it in forever rather than have her remove it.

[Tundra]

Coco exhaled. "I wouldn't want it in my paw forever..." She meowed, then she shrugged. "Its alright, just do what you need to do."

(Writers Block)

[Mango]

Coco exhaled. "I wouldn't want it in my paw forever..." She meowed, then she shrugged. "Its alright, just do what you need to do."

(Writers Block)
Pistachio nodded," It will hurt." She bit the rock tightly and yanked hard pulling it out. No blood, but it still can get infected... she grabbed a little marigold and chewed it into a pulp carefully applying it to the paw. Before wrapping it with a tad bit of cobweb. She pressed dock on it carefully knowing it helped. She glanced up carefully at Coco, expecting to see an angry cat.

[Tundra]

Coco winced as she pulled it out, then she looked at Pistachio. "Thanks," She purred with a smile.
"Mm... Can I help with herbs, since I have nothing else to do."

Chameleon

[Mango]

Coco winced as she pulled it out, then she looked at Pistachio. "Thanks," She purred with a smile.
"Mm... Can I help with herbs, since I have nothing else to do."

Chameleon
Pistachio paused," Sure. Don't go hunting or fighting tomorrow and if it starts burning come back for more ointment." She meowed

[Tundra]

Coco nodded. "Alright. So... What can I do?"

[Lawlipop]

Pistachio, didn't realize anyone was in the den, she jumped, dropping the comfry root on the ground her eyes wide she spun around the heaved a sigh of relief when she realized it was only Rosaleen," Oh- it's just you..." she meowed trying to calm her racing heart," Sure. Nothing wrong with help." She smiled at Rosaleen, not bothering to pretend she jumped out of her skin at Rosaleen's voice she picked up the comfry root she dropped and dropped it in the proper hole.



Rosaleen nods in response to the acceptance of her invitation to assist. She looks around at their supply. A healer's knowledge of medicine and healing is basic in comparison to the more professional medicine cats. Syndicate cats are raised to loathe clan cats, but Rosaleen actually has a bit of envy and admiration towards them. How much she wanted to throw away everything and join them, but she was too afraid of the consequences that would plague her for her infidelity. "Are we all good with supply of herbs? If not, going for a run in the territory would be wise."

[Mango]

Coco nodded. "Alright. So... What can I do?"

Rosaleen nods in response to the acceptance of her invitation to assist. She looks around at their supply. A healer's knowledge of medicine and healing is basic in comparison to the more professional medicine cats. Syndicate cats are raised to loathe clan cats, but Rosaleen actually has a bit of envy and admiration towards them. How much she wanted to throw away everything and join them, but she was too afraid of the consequences that would plague her for her infidelity. "Are we all good with supply of herbs? If not, going for a run in the territory would be wise."

Pistachio nodded to Coco," See how these two leaves are similar, yet not the same? Can you sort them into two different stacks?" She meowed more steadily realizing Coco wasn't in the mood for killing.

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Pistachio glanced at her supply murmuring different herbs," I think we are a little low on tansy, but not many cats have needed it recently. She knew from her apprenticehood of stalking the clans medicine cat, she had a higher herb knowledge than most. If only they were looking for another medicine cat....

[Static]

Pistachio nodded," Yeah. I share this den with the other healers. Most cats don't like talking to us, I'm kinda suprised you are...I'm Pistachio by the way...what's your name?" She meowed erritated that her heart was still racing This kit is harmless...
"Runt.I was the runt of the litter,so thats what my parents named me." She said,wishing jshe had a name like Pistachio's.She felt like talking more than usual,and she thought it was because this cat was so nice.

[Tundra]

Coco nodded and sat down next to the leaves.
She began sorting them, putting the herbs that looked the same into one pile.

(Writers block)

[Lawlipop]

Pistachio glanced at her supply murmuring different herbs," I think we are a little low on tansy, but not many cats have needed it recently. She knew from her apprenticehood of stalking the clans medicine cat, she had a higher herb knowledge than most. If only they were looking for another medicine cat....


"Still," Rosaleen starts, "It's best to stay well stocked. It is still green-leaf, but before we know it, it will be leaf bare and greencough will more active then." Rosaleen knows greencough is very deadly to a forest cat and she wanted to take many precautions as possible to save as many lives as possible. "Besides tansy, are we low on anything else?"

[Mango]

"Runt.I was the runt of the litter,so thats what my parents named me." She said,wishing jshe had a name like Pistachio's.She felt like talking more than usual,and she thought it was because this cat was so nice.
Coco nodded and sat down next to the leaves.
She began sorting them, putting the herbs that looked the same into one pile.

(Writers block)
Pistachio winced," That's not the best name you could have..."

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Pistachio kept picking up herbs and organizing it.

[Static]

Pistachio winced," That's not the best name you could have..."

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Pistachio kept picking up herbs and organizing it.
Runt nodded."When I am out of the dusk syndicate,I'm changing it." She said,and then noticed she said it outloud."I-I mean when I'm a strong fighter!" She said,clearly lying.

[Tundra]

Coco finished and turned to Pistachio. "I finished."

[Mango]

Runt nodded."When I am out of the dusk syndicate,I'm changing it." She said,and then noticed she said it outloud."I-I mean when I'm a strong fighter!" She said,clearly lying.
Coco finished and turned to Pistachio. "I finished."

Pistachio nodded," If you leave the Syndicate I'd be impressed, Pistachio."

Pistachio glanced at Coco," Either you can get more herbs to sort or you can go to your herbs."