Quote:
Originally Posted by king kaleb!
@Charmer
the last time daydream had been in this den was when they had found out that their mother was missing. it still gave them a bitter feeling. but they pushed past that as they padded into the den slowly. with everything going on, the tension between windclan and thunderclan, and some how shadowclan was now invovlved, daydream had been keeping to themselves. the last time there was a battle geckoleaf went missing.
so theyve been staying on the sidelines. not really hanging out with friends like acornfall or nightpaw. but they had a a job to do. they were s young compared to shinefang that it felt weird to be teaching him new things, but they didnt want him to go through was daydream had. self teaching aimlessly with basically no mentor. they wanted to be there for him, whether they said it out loud or not.
"Shinefang?" they mewed out, hoping the tom was here. |
Shinefang's morning dose of willowbark had just kicked in. He was up and about going through his herbs stores while Gorsepaw and Streampaw slept in their nests. His comfrey was getting low. It was the only thing he knew to use on broken bones. And to be honest. He wasn't sure exactly how it helped them. He only knew that that's what medicine cats seem to put on broken bones. The old tom sighed. Why couldn't Ebonyfrost just stuck around long enough to teach his anything at all? He was working off of his limited knowledge from experience and guesswork. It had already cost an apprentice his life. What he needed was to talk to a medicine cat who was fully trained, but the closest one was Daydream in Shadowclan, and he had no idea how he was supposed to travel to see Daydream in this cold. Even willowbark wouldn't save his joints from the freezing temperatures as he made the trek to there and back. He'd have to stay a day to recover. Maybe more. And Skyclan would be left with no medicine cat in that time. He supposed he could send a warrior to fetch them, but the last time the Shadowclan cat had been to Skyclan was riddled with what had to be less than pleasant memories. He honestly doubted they'd come.
Just then, his ears perked up as he heard a voice that was all too familiar. He turned, not trusting his hearing. Sure enough, there was Daydream in his den entrance. He padded toward them. "Shh," he hushed quietly, giving his tail a point toward the sleeping apprentices. "You must be some kind of mind-reader. I was just thinking about you. Welcome," he meowed in a hushed voice.