[wren]

Originally Posted by woly

daypaw looked away from what they were doing and back towards the moolly, raising an eyebrow. they said nothing, instead dropping the herbs they had in their mouth and making their way towards the molly slowly. their gaze was now on her belly, laying down infront of her and laying their head in her tum. it was weird to not say what they were doing, by they wanted to be sure. their ear was pressed flatly against her soft fur. lifting up, they spoke,¨im going to feel around your stomach for a moment. i just want to be sure about something.¨ and with that, they placed a gentle paw on her stomach before pressing down slightly,¨does this feel uncomfortable at all?¨

this apprentice was being dramatic, it was cats like this that made them age years at a time in a matter of seconds. they sighed,¨its called poppy seed, and it makes the pain go away and for you to sleep, not simply die.¨ they replied, walking over with a stem with shriveled yellow flowers on it. it was all they had. ¨and i do know what the dusk syndicate is. i was at the gathering, you know.¨ they turned their head slightly, a large gash laid there. they hadnt had the chance to treat it at all because they were too busy taking care of others, though that wasnt new. ¨stay still while i apply this to your wounds. itll sooth it and prevent infection.¨
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¨im not a boy either, thank you.¨ they mewed, rolling their eyes and walking over to the molly, inspecting her paw. ¨and my name is daypaw, i preferred to be called that. have some sort of respect instead of shoving your damn paw in my face.¨ they snapped. amber hues looked towards the injury. it didnt looked infected, but it would be soon with the more time it was taking to get it out. leaning forward, the grasped the thorn with their teeth.

stepping forward, they raised a brow,¨i dont like my name and the word ew stated in the same sentence.¨ they mewed, walking pasted the apprentice, voice muffled from the dry herbs in their mouth. they werent they best, but it was all shadowclan had at the time. they walked over to the herb wall, a wall that was just solid rock with herbs shoved in every crook and cranny. it was bare. daypaw sat infront of it and sighed, sitting down and dropping their herbs to the ground. their ear twitched in the apprentices direction,¨so what seems to be the problem?¨

Onionpaw stiffened slightly. A frown crossed his jaw and he tipped his head to the side to get a better look at them, "right, I didn't mean you" onionpaw stated looking down at his paws nervously. He wasn't sure how he felt about them, they kinda scared him if he was being completely honest. There mustn't be anything wrong with the medicine cat it's just that onionpaw never... Liked herbs. He thoguth the practice of healing was helpful but it never seemed to make much sense. "It's just the herbs, how could you stand such a smell?" complained the Tom giving his chest a few delicate licks, You could call him high maintenance. He than looked back up at Daypaw and offered a smile, "lionpaw got really mad at me for winnning a fight" he meowed triumphantly, "than he just attacked"