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Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx
@Charmer
Juniperpaw was currently building her nest, adjusting the moss and reeds to form a more comfortable sleeping area. She'd just gotten rid of Geckoleaf's stale-smelling nest in an attempt to help her recover from the loss of her former mentor. Now, it was only Juniperpaw's nest in the den, besides the nests she'd built for possible patients. However, it seemed most of her clanmates were aware of her lack of herb knowledge and figured they'd do better if they didn't go to her for support. Plus, not many cats accepted her yet as medicine cat. After shifting the nest materials into their proper places, Juniperpaw rocked back on her haunches and simply thought while staring at the nest before her.
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Leo the Loke
Perchkit hadn't felt right today. In truth, he hadn't felt right yesterday, or the day before that either. But there had been butterflies to chase and wrestling to do with his siblings, and he had been sure it would just go away. But this morning, the bellyache had been so much worse. It was so bad, in fact, that he'd woken up crying. It was all his mother needed to march him right over to the medicine den. The little tabby tom was scared to go, not wanting to be poked and prodded by another cat, but his mom had told him that Juniperpaw was a special kind of warrior who knew how to help him feel better, so he agreed to go. His belly was aching terribly now just from the short walk from the nursery, and he wanted so badly to lie down. Tears were welling in his eyes as he took in the den. It looked soft and dry, and there was another cat in there too, not too much older than him, and with pretty gold patches on her pelt. "My belly really hurts," the little kit whimpered, sinking to the den floor, and glancing up at his mother for reassurance.