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Purekit jerked her muzzle up as she heard Shinefang's mumbling. Stepping toward the voice, tugged on my curiosity, the female approached what she assumed to be his nest; he was sleeping in it after all. "Um, Shinefang?" Purekit meowed, tapping his shoulder lightly with one small paw. Then, the she-cat hopped back, hoping he wouldn't be angry that she'd woken him so late. Although Purekit was a little overcurious, she hated it when her curiosity angered or frustrated other cats. Like the one time she'd poked around in the Warriors den in the middle of the night and earned a scolding from her mother. Oops, she wouldn't be going in there till she became a warrior. Swanheart would see to that. |
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@woly @AbsurdJinx Shinefang's ear gave a twitch as the sound of birdsong flitted into his den. He sat up with a groan. "Is it that late already?" he meowed to himself. He was surprised that Acornpaw hadn't woken him up. Surely, the apprentice's head must still be sore from that spill the other day, but glancing from his own nest he could clearly see the young apprentice still sound asleep in the nest. Grunting, Shinefang got to his feet and gave his limbs a good stretch, wincing at the discomfort in his joints. Leaffall was here all right. The old tom groggily shuffled over to his herb stores, snagging a mouthful more comfrey for Acornpaw's head. For a minute, he debated leaving the younger cat alone for a few more hours to let him rest. After all, it was probably the best thing for his recovery. Plus it would be a perfectly legitimate reason to crawl back into his own, warm nest and catch a little extra sleep while he waited for the apprentice to wake up. He shook his head, dismissing the thought. Acornpaw would need fresh herbs applied to his head to prevent infection. Plus it would give him a chance to see if the little tom still seemed confused and off like he had the previous day. "Wakey wakey, Acorn. It's well past morning. Time to get some new herbs on th-" Shinefang had reached out his paw to give the apprentice a good shake to wake him up. The apprentice was cold to the touch. "Acornpaw!" Shinefang gave the tom a frantic shove, trying to wake him. Then he knelt down to check his breathing. There was none. The old medicine cat took a step back, noticing for the first time how deathly still Acornpaw was. Deathly was right. The apprentice had died in his sleep. "...No" "I, um, wanna be called, er, Acorn... c-claw, like my uncle." "No." "Only, like, 3 moons." "No! No NO!!!" Shinefang's pelt bristled as he marched back and forth in his den, gritting his teeth and he sucked in hissing breaths. Starclan had done it again! Could they not be happy just taking his mate and kits from him? They had to take innocent apprentices just three moons away from becoming warriors!? Were there no lows to which the foxhearts wouldn't steep!? He had taken this job to help his clanmates stay alive, to keep them out of Starclan altogether and here with the cats who cared about them, and here Starclan had snatched this poor kit away from Skyclan, for what? A bump on his head?! Shinefang clawed at the ground, loosing a yowl filled with rage, huffing wildly like a cat in the throws of battle. He stomped over to his herbs stores and with great, sweeping motions of his paws he began to knock them all to the ground snarling as he did. When there was nothing left to bear the force of his anger, the medicine cat stood panting, looking at the floor and the mess he had made, seething as he stewed in the utter betrayal by the glimmering foxhearts in the sky... and his very own mate who walked among them. Shinefang didn't even notice the small group of younger cats approaching his den. |
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(Sorry about not replying I didn't have internet for a few days) Petalstorm padded into the medicine den, gruntin in pain. She settled down in the entrance. She winced as pain lanced through her wounds and she waited for Shinefang. |
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@Charmer @woly Juniperpaw was first to slip into the messy den, an excited look on her face that quickly faded away at the sight before her. She swiftly scanned the floor of the den, a thin blanket of leaves and berries that she was certain should not be there. But then again, this was SkyClan, and they were known for doing things which were considered odd to the other Clans. Juniperpaw's gaze was drawn to the older tomcat standing over the mess. He was panting heavily, his fur bristling; obviously, the older medicine cat was angry. But why? She stepped forward cautiously, careful to avoid stepping on the herbs littering the ground. Juniperpaw was sure the herbs could still be used, so long as she didn't tear apart any leaves or crush any berries. ``Shinefang?`` Her head was tilted slightly, a concerned gleam in her dark green eyes, and a frown was stretched across her muzzle. Before she took another step she noticed an limp lump nearby, large enough to belong to a feline around her age. Juniperpaw gasped, eyes widening and jaw dropping. She realized Shinefang had lost a patient. ``Oh, Shinefang!`` She murmured compassionately, maneuvering her way towards the elder tom. Juniperpaw could certainly relate to the older tom, having lost her first two patients to death. Her first patient was a three moon old kit who she had to feed deathberries in order to numb his internal pain. Her second patient was an elder she-cat who she also had to feed deathberries in order to end her internal pain. Juniperpaw attempted to comfort Shinefang by pressing up against him. She knew the older tom had already lost so much to StarClan; she couldn't imagine what he was going through! |
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Purekit's eyes narrowed as her brows contracted in confusion. Cleankit? That was most definitely not her name. Hmm, maybe he was a bit groggy after he woke up. It happened to a lot of cats. Well, probably. Another spasm grabbed her stomach, reminding her again why she was here. Not that the kit could forget; it happened al too often. This wasn't the first time she had to appeal to Shinefang for a few herbs, though. "My stomach is hurting." She meowed, stepping closer. "I think I ate a bad mouse." She stifled a whimper as pain wracked her body. (In a hurry, sorry for length) |
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the scent of death in the air was familiar to daydream. it was the same scent that they were forced to smell when cricketpaw died. it was the same scent that they smelled when their father died. they stood at the entry way of the den while juniperpaw comforted him. they were never good with these sort of things, of loss. they had lost so much yet they didnt know how they even handled it. they numbed it, and of course like any other healer, they had lost a patient too before. but they never weeped and cried, instead, they stayed silent and let it build up. they could understand was shinefang was feeling, the sense of loss that he had felt in his life before. but they couldnt wrap their head around emotion and how it worked, how the brain would react to things and how to grieve properly. they were never good with those things. so they did the only thing they knew how to do, to heal. padding into the den they passed by shinefang and juniper quickly, eyes grazing where he kept his herbs, nose twitching. soon, they came upon what they were looking for: mint leaves. a common strong smelling plant that masks the scent of death. padding over, they bent to the limp body on the floor, placing mint leaves on the body and rubbing the leaves into their fur with a paw. ¨it masks the scent, itll make it more bearable to handle.¨ they mewed softly, trying their best to be empathetic. ¨theyre in a better place.¨ where ever that was. |
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Nightpaw was sitting outside the den, peering inside at the scene with green eyes wide with shock. Her heart ached as she watched the old tom dragging along the apprentice. It must be so hard being a medicine cat, she thought to herself, moving aside to give the tom room to get past her. She'd never seen the Skyclan medicine cat before. He was quite a bit older than Juniperpaw and Daypaw. And bigger. And just covered in scars. And... was he missing and eye?! Shuddering, she moved into the den as soon as there was room. There was a splat beneath her paw and she lifted it to see a crushed blue berry. "Uh... sorry," she said, backing against the den wall and away from the herbs. They were here to retrieve herbs for Shadowclan, not squish them! |
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@woly @Charmer Juniperpaw smiled softly up at Shinefang when he looked down at her, referring to her by the nickname she oh-so-loved to hear from him. She quietly watched as the older tomcat slipped away from her side, approaching Daypaw who was tending to the young cat's death-scent. She frowned at the sight of the young feline who seemed to be just around her own age. A sad look formed in her green eyes, and she shook her head, meowing gently, ``Shinefang, we'll help you clean up.`` Juniperpaw didn't want to leave the elder tomcat quite yet. She backed away as Shinefang gripped the apprentice's scruff between his jaws, carefully maneuvering his way through the maze of herbs. Juniperpaw managed to scrape a pawful or so of leaves and berries out of the way, solemnly watching on as the limp body was carried past her. Welcome him into your ranks, StarClan. Let him find peace among the stars. She looked to Daypaw for guidance, uncertain as to what to do next. Juniperpaw, however, was quick to realize that the ShadowClan feline wasn't exactly the best at comforting, and instead, Juniperpaw began to quietly pick at the herbs littering the ground while waiting for Shinefang to return. She wasn't exactly aware of which herbs were which, but she was able to pile a few of them based off similar appearances and smells. She carried the bundle over to what she assumed was Shinefang's herb store where she rocked back on her haunches and began building piles for the different leaves and berries, hoping she was placing them in their correct piles. |
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