They were finally at the new camp.

Well, they had been back for a few days. But Mothpaw hardly paid attention- with the nightmares plaguing what little sleep they could get, as well as their burns still aching dreadfully, they were exhausted. Barely able to comprehend anything going on. Conscious, but a sleepy boy. Very sleepy. Very achy. Agh.

The crispy apprentice lay stretched out in a nest, head resting on his paws. Exhaustion was blatant in their eyes. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't. He wanted to stop hurting, but injuries as severe as his would take a long while to heal, regardless of how well Cowtuft was caring for him. Mothpaw wished they could say that they regretted what they had done, but... Cowtuft was still alive. That was what mattered.

They only hoped that the pain would go away soon. Even if it was just a lingering annoyance they had grown used to by now.

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「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck; left green eye and right blue eye ★

ೃ⁀➷ @lio

After the herb patrols had returned with an acceptable number of useful herbs - Cowtuft's main goal was to change Mothpaw's. It had already been a few days since, and it was likely getting to be unpleasant. He was not sure how burns would defer from the wounds he typically treated, but hopefully they would avoid infection.

Entering into his den, the gentle giant found the crispy apprentice laying in moths nest. Eyebrows furrow closed together at the pure exhaustion in their eyes. Reaching down to try and gently press their nose against the other's unburnt cheek, "Can..not sleep?" He asked in an hushed tone, his voice was raspy from being overextended. He swore to the stars he had spoke more in a moon than he had for his whole lifetime. "Must.. change dressing.. sorry, " Cowtuft quipped, and settled down next to the fella.

Gently, Cowtuft started to remove the ruined dressings - discarding it into a pile. It was slightly hard with the burns, blistering and bubbly - but they appeared to be beginning to scab over. He set aside a marigold flower, dandelion, and daisy leaves. They seemed to help with swelling, so perhaps they would have a positive effect. He pushed a burnet towards Mothpaw, "will give strength, " because the other seemed to like herbs.

Then, Cowtuft proceeded to chew the flowers and leaves into a pulp. Spitting it onto his paw pad (er, never pretty) and starting to gently dap it into the wounds. Focusing on the unscabbed paws more than anything, as well as only dressing the vulnerable areas.

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ೃ⁀➷ @JayfeatherMedCat

Cowtuft lifted his head up at the call of someone's voice. Rising to his paw, he exited his sleeping chambers. He let out a quiet squeak in response, raising his tail as a greeting. The medicine cat was in fact, here. And his apprentice - .. maybe. Cowtuft glanced around. She was somewhere around.

The faint, sloppy, pitter-patter of tiny paws grew louder at the medicine den's entrance, followed by giggles and squeaks of little Cottonkit.

Being so young, Cottonkit was entirely oblivious to the hardships WindClan had been through over the last moon. The roaring fire was nothing but a hot memory, and the battle was nonexistent in her little mind, as she was masked away from the horror of it all behind a warm pelt and soothing hums. However, with her parents suddenly missing after all the action, Cottonkit was free to roam about; legs finally strong enough to carry her wherever she wanted. And what better place to go than the funny smelling den with all the colorful plants?

The fluffy white kitten followed her nose to the tiny stock of herbs, unaware of Cowtuft or Lighteningpaw nearby. Plopping herself down by the couple of marigolds, she laid a paw over each one and began the scene...

"Hewwo miss! You are very pretty and smell very nice!" She mewed in a fake gruff voice, mimicking a tomcat.

"Oh, thank you," The other flower replied, rotating bashfully under her paw. "I am the prettiest flower in all the lands!"

@x ghostie & @Alchemist Kitsune (if you wanna join in on some wholesome scene!)

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「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck; left green eye and right blue eye ★

[ *all roleplays are being assumed to take after the herb patrols have returned. this is to ensure the current roleplays are going in a timely-mannerly with sufficient supplies. ]

ೃ⁀➷ @jupiter @Alchemist Kitsune @Radetzky

Floppy ears perked up at the sound of Lightningpaw's talking. Cowtuft had been in the herb storage, organizing the herbs his patrols had collected. Sounds were always a bit muffled to him, but he could make out a few things. Setting them away, the medicine cat exited the storage - ducking into the entrance to see his clanmates. Cowtuft dipped his head in greeting, going to move to stand by Lightningpaw's side.

The gentle giant was swift to survey the scene, listening to his apprentice speak. Ah, Hazykit and Hawksprint! He smiled softly at her, pleased he did not have to play a guessing game. He shook his head back and forth at Hawksprint's question. He did not need any herbs! It always troublesome doing so. He stepped forward, approaching the kit that was beginning to shrink back. "It's.. okay.. you do not need to worry..We are going to help..!!" He whispered in an hushed tone, attempting to keep it low enough that Hawksprint wouldn't hear. He waved his tail, leaning down carefully to see her wounds. Cowtuft's eyebrows furrowed close together, turning to look to Lightningpaw.

Her wounds weren't quite severe, so perhaps it was time to offer a learning experience for his apprentice. Cowtuft entered into the storage and grabbed a marigold flower, dandelion, and a cobweb stick. Coming back out, he set it down at Lightningpaw's paws. Leaning forward to whisper into her ear, "I.. want you to.. handle this one..!! Remember previously..? You are going to want to.. chew the leaves of the marigold and the dandelion.. then, wrap it in cobwebs..? Then, tell me why.. you think we used those specific herbs.."

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ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @Small

At the sound of his name, Cowtuft was scrambling to his paws and bursting into the entrance of their main section for patience. A worried look was plastered over his face, tail fluffed up in shock. The scent of infection hung heavy in the air and choked up his throat. With his many moons of experience, it was easier to pick up on the way it smelled. Cowtuft approached cautiously into the borrow, frowning softly at the scene. Goodness, this certainly did not look any good! Chattering his teeth at Lightningpaw, he dipped his head with gratitude.

He supposed within all the chaos, Smallpaw's wounds had gone unnoticed. His focus had been primarily those with the most severity. Withdrawing back from the two apprentices, Cowtuft rushed into his herb storage. Paws slipping wildly, and he knocked into the wall with a high-pitched yelp. He.. was still beginning to learn how to navigate without sensations in his frontpaws and an injured hindleg.

Pushing through the sudden pain, he grabbed dandelion flowers and marigolds. Swiftly taking ahold of a cobweb stick and the stem of a poppy seed, he rushed back into the main section. Still slippery as ever, appearing to be more like a newborn kit than anything.

Setting the items down, he pushed the poppy flower to Lightningpaw and made a chomping gesture. Poppy seeds.

Cowtuft grabbed ahold of the marigolds leaves and the flowerhead of the dandelion, beginning to mash them together into a fine poultice. Spatting it out onto his paw pad, he started to gently dab it into Smallpaw's burns. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be helping with the pain until the numbness settled but he hoped so. Perhaps he should see if he could find any more of the roots and leaves.

After he applied the poultice, Cowtuft started to cover the burns gently with cobwebs to hold it all together.

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ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @magpie.

Cowtuft was curled up in his wide and open nest, his short snout tucked under his feathery tail. After a night of nightmares and sleepwalking, often bumping into walls and causing a racket; he was finally beginning to settle down. With his sleeping chambers in the back of the den - the light from the sun didn't quite peak in.

It was the little pitter-patters of mischief and the tiny voice of a younglin' that started to stir Cowtuft from his light sleep. Mismatched hues beginning to flutter open, blinking away his weariness. "Mmrp?" He yawned, his tongue rolling out of his mouth. Stretching his long and massive body, he started to move. His leg was beginning to throb with pain, he wondered if it was going to rain today. Thoughts still hazy, he rose to his paws - curious to follow the source of these voices..

He stepped quietly, barely making a sound as he entered into the storage. Leaning against the doorway, he lift a paw to stifle his giggles at the scene. Oh golly! A kit had snuck into his herb storage. Very disastrous. (Cowtuft didn't mind, he missed playing with them. Still, herbs weren't the best to be playing around with. )

Carefully, the gentle giant reached over to scoop a mossball from the department of ah .. trinkets he kept for the kits to play with. He pulled it towards him and then gently batted it towards the young kit. Cowtuft did not know who they were, but it didn't matter. It seemed like a game was going on, and he would be best to play along. "Exc..excuse.. me? You say.. you are the prettiest flower in.. all the lands..?" He quipped, "I think I have a .. quest for you..sent from the Mother.. Bee.."

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「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck; left green eye and right blue eye ★

ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @Radetzky @jupiter

Cowtuft smiled gently at Hawksprint, dipping his head with gratitude as the warrior left. That tom was always a gentleman -- truthfully, the medicine cat felt guilt about his lack of verbal speech. It was easier with those younger, older.. things got complicated, complex, and it was easier to not. Comfortable to not. Hazykit seemed to be still nervous, shifting with her gaze glued to the ground. Cowtuft sighed quietly, suppose there was not much he could in those regards.

He took a few pawsteps back, being resigned to the seat of bystander. He kept watched of Lightningpaw's movements, watching her chew the herbs she had gather and begin to look closely at Hazykit's wounds. Good, good. He was looking approvingly, even if he had no doubt his apprentice would succeed. This was a simple case, and she had dealt with worse when she wasn't even under his training. Ears perking up as Lightningpaw reassured Hazykit, and Cowtuft was smiling a little bit.

If there was anything important when it came to this role of healing, it was being kind. Maybe not a requirement, but in his eyes? Having compassion was what kept them aligned with StarClan. It was good. A happy chirp came from him once Lightningpaw applied the final touches, showing a confident grin. He chuckled at the metaphor, flashing a kind smile to Hazykit. "Be..careful with the cobwebs -- do not go.. playing too rough, and try to.. not sleep on it.. but you are free to go, ..please come back if it begins to bother you...!" Cowtuft explained, letting the kit be free from a likely scary situation.

Turning his body to Lightningpaw, the medicine cat listened to what she had to say. "Correctt-o..!!! For uhm, all..! You also have, very good nest-side.. manner, so bonus.. point. Marigold prevents.. further infection and treats the present one.. dandelion will help with the bruising.. and with any irritation or pain.. poppy seeds were not provided because the wounds were not that severe and Hazykit is young..!! And cobwebs.. help keep everything secure.. and clean, " He finished off.

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ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @Small

Cowtuft would focus the parts of the most severity burns with cobwebs, unsurely no debris could be able to be irritate it. However, after watching Mothpaw's own burns begin to heal he had a basic understanding of the way these types of injuries differed from gashes. He kept the cobwebs light but covered, careful to not layer it on too tight lest the pressure cause Smallpaw to be put in any unneeded pain.

He let out a bit of a shaky breath, pushing his herbs into a proper pile and pulling back to assess his finished product. Even with his clumsy paws, muscle memory made his wrappings neat. Cowtuft's eyebrows were furrowed a little bit ago, not entirely sure if Smallpaw was completely unconscious or slipping inbetween. Hopefully the later, the medicine cat would prefer for him to eat the poppy seed Lightningpaw had put down.

He turned to look to her at the question, shaking his head back and forth. "I .. would like to see.. how he is - ,, unfortunately, the more lucid.. he is - the better, and.. with the weakness, there is a bit of a risk, " Cowtuft explained, rising to his paws. "I do however have burnet on paw, " while it didn't help with pain, it could help with strength.

The gentle giant padded into his storage once more, grabbing onto the burnet leaves and carrying the herb out. He set it down at the edge of Smallpaw's nest, only time would tell, but he didn't believe it would be fatal. "Good for strength.. " There was a small pause, "Lightningpaw.. where did you find Smallpaw..anywho..?"

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ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @Light000

A yawn stifled from Cowtuft, slowly rising to his big ol' paws and listening to someone at the very far away entrance. It was too far in fact. Why must it be so far? He had been very warm. .. there had been a good dream, that he had forgotten! but it had been a great dream! Nonetheless, Cowtuft came out of his sleeping chambers and headed to the entrance.

There was an big cat with a little cat combined with a muffled voice. The scent of milk was present, but it was a little too confusing for him to put a name to any faces. Especially considering the little cat had a twisted leg and well, he did not know any kits that had that!! Cowtuft nodded his head, gesturing for the two to come in with a smile.

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「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck; left green eye and right blue eye ★

ೃ⁀➷ @Light000 @Alchemist Kitsune

Cowtuft's ears perked up as Lightningpaw came from the herb storage. He wasn't entirely sure what she had been doing in there but was grateful she was here, nonetheless. Maybe he should re-decorate their den. It was a little bare, wasn't it? Goodness.. Cowtuft hoped everything appeared to be tidy, he was never sure these days! It could get a little messy at times.

It was only when his apprentice spoke that the medicine cat appeared to come back into focus, unaware he had gotten distracted. Ahh, so this was Leafpelt. Cowtuft's expression softened as Lightningpaw quietly whispered to him a swift explanation. He nodded his head, remembering her report. It was not uncommon for little ones to be lost in litters. They were fragile, it could easily take a turn for the worse.

He turned to look back to Leafpelt with a sympathetic gaze, "I am.. so very sorry.. for your loss.." He replied in sign, eyebrows furrowing close together at her concern. Cowtuft rose to his paws and approached the small kit, sniffing its leg that did appear to be starting to become twisted. Hm.

He pulled back, a small tilt of his head. "I.. golly, am not sure... if there is anything I can do.." He confessed, looking back at the mother with an apologetic gaze. "Sometimes.. these things happen.. they will still become a warrior.. if worse comes to worse, and can learn to adapt.. but.. I -.." He chewed nervously on his bottom lip, "have a small idea..? It is not,, intended for.. these things, but it might help.." Cowtuft explained in a vague manner, turning away from the two and heading into his storage.

He would gather a stick, moss, and cobwebs before coming back out. Splints were typically for broken limbs, not .. un-broken things. He wasn't sure how it would work, but maybe if there was early intervention it could encourage proper growth in glow. Cowtuft approached the kit, "I am... going to try and wrap your leg.. and make it a little straighter.. okay little one..? Let me know.. if it hurts.. I will try to not bend it.. in an uncomfortable manner.." He spoke quietly to Mintkit, nodding his head up and down.

Furthermore, the medicine kit went on to create a makeshift splint for Mintkit. It was split in two, not forcing the leg to go in an complete unnatural straight angle but with a lesser severe twist. Then, Cowtuft padded it with moss and wrapped it in cobwebs. "D..does that feel okay..?"

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ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @Small

The medicine cat was a bit surprised at the sudden tangent Lightningpaw went on. He wasn't sure what had prompted his question, curiosity, maybe. It should've been caught sooner, but Cowtuft always thought that. He always thought he should've been able to intervene earlier. Unfortunately, there was no cure for some of his clanmates' stubbornness. Some wouldn't seek healing, and he couldn't do daily check-ins on every single clanmate of his. (Maybe it might be good to work on a way to do so. Something to garner attention of all his clanmates and offer an opportunity.)

"It.. is peculiar, " Cowtuft confessed quietly, a saddened look coming across his expression. "But I truly believe.. our clanmates did not do it out of malicious intent.. " If he put doubt in one, he would put doubt in everyone. He offered Lightningpaw a small smile, mulling over her words. "Perhaps, it might do good.. to teach the apprentices tell-tale signs of sickness.. in case they are not aware..!" He blinked at her last statement, a knowing look appearing in his eyes. Ah. He could see it now.

"It is alright.. little lily.. Smallpaw is in our paws now, and he will be safe.. and treated.. all he needs now is time to heal, " He explained, eyes flickering to Smallpaw who was rasping slightly. Though, swift to slip into sleep. Hmm. "I want to keep.. him supervised.. for a few days.. but after that, he should be alright.. just needs to come in for check-ins.. For now.. let's give him a quiet place to rest, hm?" He prompted gently, rising to his paws.

"You did wonderful bringing him in.. thank you, Lightningpaw.. I know things can be stressful..We can talk outside.. if you would like ? Just a little, to admire the clouds.." He offered, because maybe, a fresh air might be good.

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ೃ⁀➷ @Rogueheart

Cowtuft had been organizing and replacing the moss in his nests. He was happily in his thoughts, daydreaming about the stars and frolicking in the meadow. It was only when squeaky protests could be heard than he was dragged out of his daydream. Uhmmm. Cowtuft turned to the entrance, blinking rapidly in confusion. Well. He had not expected this!! He pushed whatever he was doing to the side, approaching the larger cat with the smaller cat. Sniffff. "Is..everything alright..?" Cowtuft signed in mild confusion.

Seemingly unaware of the discomfort she brought the tunneller, Hailpaw silently watched the latter leave without a word, eyes following the trail she left behind with her head downcast. It was still beyond strange to her, having to consider Dustbunny the head tunneller when she was far more familiar with the old Crowtooth in that position – after all, he is the only feline she’d ever known to hold that title. In some way, it was a sign of the time that had passed since she last was here, in WindClan. Last she walked those grounds, she was the age of an apprentice ready for their assessment. And she had been ready for it, if it wasn’t for Dawnstar taking over. Now she was older, a little taller, and weaker than she’d ever been before. WindClan had relocated, and the only constant that remained was Twilightstar still as their leader. And thank the stars for that. Hailpaw did not know if she’d be able to face a different leader with the same respect she had for Twilightstar.

It wasn’t until the feline she’d just been thinking about moved closer that Hailpaw flinched, fur rustle of her fur in reaction to the sudden proximity which she was not used to nor comfortable with. Though she reminded herself that this Twilightstar, that nothing would happen. Resigned, she let herself be circled. When the lilac feline spoke, Hailpaw lifted her head with mild surprise. She’d expected repercussion, or in the best her comment do be ignore the way everything else said had always been ignored. Instead, Twilightstar gave her understanding. But for what? She had been rude even daring to think those snarky words, especially in face of the only cat who’d never but once done her wrong. Unable to stand these feelings, Hailpaw’s gaze returned to her paws with a swift motion.

It was no surprise hearing the leader indeed wanted the full story – of course she wanted that – though Hailpaw would have a few choices words hearing of the new medicine cats. It was no surprise, though she’d be lying if she said she didn’t still hold a grudge towards Coldamber, which apparently extended to the whole role of a medicine cat. Or perhaps it was simply distrust in every living being that was speaking. The silver feline didn’t how comfortable she was having to face these new cats, entire strangers to her – her memory did not serve well when it came to remembering their faces. But so it had to be, Twilightstar’s words were law, and she wasn’t daft enough to think these wounds would heal on their own. If anything, she ought to be grateful the WindClan leader deemed her enough to be treated regardless of whether she got to rejoin or not. She hadn’t expected that.

In a similar way as before, the feline’s eyes momentarily shut when Twilightstar got closer again, telling her to lean on her as they went.
“I’ve come this far… I can walk on my own.”
Retorted Hailpaw with a sharp look, though made no movement to step away even as she got up. As much as she preferred to walk with her own two paws, there was no denying that exhaustion was catching up to the feline. Nor did she feel strong enough at this time to go against the leader’s commanding tone, forcing her limbs to obey and carefully lean against the scarred she-cat, only flinching once. Although Hailpaw still kept most of the weight on her own paws, she had to admit the sudden… Help. It was relieving. Yes, her wounds ached as they walked, her leg most of all, but it was more relief than she’d gotten in the past few days – or ever. Thank StarClan she was home.

The walk towards camp was painfully unfamiliar. Again the apprentice was reminded of what she’d missed, of what had happened to the clan. She daren’t utter a word about it, the knowledge weigh heavy on her mind. Feelings mixed, a dark side of the feline believed this is what WindClan deserved for ignoring their young for so long, for ignoring her for so long. A less dark side pitied the clan, and feared for the losses it might’ve caused. She didn’t know how to feel any more, and the unfamiliar areas did not help the cause. Light blue eyes flitted around with constant caution, moving from one face to another, from one are to another mentally noting how different this camp looked. It must be such for everyone; they couldn’t have been here long. Stars above. It was beyond uncomfortable, and having to lean on the leader for support beyond humiliating. She should stronger than this. She should be better than this. She shouldn’t have gotten this hurt in the first place. ...Maybe that was why everyone always neglected her, because she simply wasn’t good enough yet. But she would be. Someday, she would be, she had to.

The thoughts were banished when Twilightstar led her to an unfamiliar den, though which one it was was evident by the strong and overwhelming scent of herbs coming from the inside. Her nose scrunched up, but the missing feline did not complain as they ducked inside, the smell only growing stronger. This had to be the medicine cat’s den. Once inside, Hailpaw let out a deep breath, as though all the energy left her body she once again collapsed into a sitting position, head hanging before it lifted again. Oh how she wished she could just lay her head to rest against something, but the feline was not keen on the idea of intruding once personal space more by leaning further against the scarred leader – or having her own personal further intruded.

For several moments Hailpaw remained silent, letting the only sounds of their surroundings slowly be drowned out by her mind. A brief moment, her eyes shut. Until, after a deep breath, Hailpaw spoke.
“I reckon I may as well tell you the story while we wait.”
Hailpaw looked about, admittedly curious as to whom Cowtuft and Lightningpaw were again… If she’d ever known them. Hopefully they were more capable than Coldamber, at least on the staying present part.

“You must remember that brawl at the gathering, yes? The one where you returned to us?”
She couldn’t bring herself to look at the leader as she finally began the story of what had gone down these past few moons.
“It may seem like a futile detail, but it is not. I got injured, my leg. Coldamber disappeared before it could be treated… Before anyone could be treated, for that matter.”
A slight snicker, recalling the feline calling all those injured to her before disappearing without a trace. Hailpaw never got over that detail – just like she never got over the fact it was ShadowClan’s medicine cat of all felines that harmed her that day. It was an embarrassing detail, as those medicine cats rarely fight.

“You sent me and this mentor, Quickfrost, on patrol shortly after. Although the injury slowed me down, I was fine. So I went on the patrol as any one would. ...I don’t know where Quickfrost went during it, I lost her at some point. But that’s no matter; what happened, is that I found a twoleg on our territory. Or rather, it found me. I… I tried to get away. I should have gotten away. But that damn injury… I couldn’t run properly, I wasn’t fast enough. The twoleg caught me.”
Visibly, Hailpaw frowned, her gaze averting to the side. This was one of many shameful parts; as one of WindClan’s fastest she should have gotten away. But she didn’t. All because of that injury on her leg.

“It was strange with them.”
The feline swallowed.
“They treated my wound, yes, but… I don’t know. They were strange. They forced us to take these things they call ‘baths’, they kept brushing me and forced us to walk down these brightly lit things – with twolegs everywhere, watching your every move, flashing tiny suns. There were other cats, they say it is some kind of show we had to do.”
Hailpaw grimaced remembering the other feline’s faces, their idle laughter and strange smiles. And the elder, the one supposed to ‘train’ her.

“A-anyway, it took more time than I'd like to admit, but I got away. I got away and I ran, but I had no idea where I was or where WindClan could be. I suppose… That is why it took so long.”
And why she made that terrible mistake.
“At some point, I found ShadowClan territory. I never trespassed, I swear, I did not. I kept my distance from the scent marking, and only followed along it – it was my only hint towards where WindClan could be, but…”
Hailpaw shook her head, earning her a brief headache.
“No one was around, not at first. But this she-cat showed up. She was angry, I suppose understandably so. Instantly I apologised, of course, and told her I would leave, as I should have done from the start. She pretended to let me leave. Only to attack me anyway from behind. That’s how most of this happened.”
Hailpaw hissed when the lightly moved the broken leg upward, gesturing towards the injury.

“I got away, of course. But it didn’t end there. I had only just gotten far away enough away from her, when what must have been one of her goons attacked me again, with little reason might I add. She just… Appeared, well beyond the border, slammed down on this leg… It was as if I could see some kind of hunger in her eyes. Another ShadowClanner showed appeared, and chased her off. It is beyond me why, but that third ShadowClanner refused to let me leave on my own. She accompanied me much further than any clanner should go, I truly did not understand her plan. It was not as though she could tell I was from WindClan, after all, I still smell of that strange… ‘soap’.”

"In any case, I shook her off eventually. It took another few days before I finally did find WindClan territory, but.”
Hailpaw paused, knowing the leader must know what she meant.
“It was burned.”
For the first time she briefly looked at Twilightstar, a flash of seldom concern flashing across her eyes.
“I thought you might be in the tunnels, so that’s where I went, the scent still lingered. That’s how I met Dustbunny.”

With the story out of the way, Hailpaw fell silent again. She bit her lip, a certain guilt weighing on her chest. She felt… Stupid. Like fool. She knew it was a bad idea, following along the scent mark, even if she never crossed any borders. She knew it was dangerous. She’d been a fool, and now she paid for it.
“I’m sorry.”
Looking away again, the feline uttered quietly.
“I know it was foolish. I shouldn’t have been that desperate, I… Should have done better.”


[ @Moonraven @x ghostie ]

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「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck, burned hindleg, x-scar marks on shoulders; left green eye and right blue eye ★

note : sorry about the delay in response ! sickness has decided to plague me a little and its eurgh

ೃ⁀➷ @Light000 @Alchemist Kitsune
A small sigh relief escaped from Cowtuft's lips. His shoulders loosening as the kit adjusted to the feeling of a wrap around. He would gently try and nudge Mintkit back towards glows mother, pulling away from the little one. He directed his attention to Leafpelt, offering a soft smile at her response. "You .. are awfully strong.." Cowtuft gestured, stillborns were not all that common but it was still a sad case.

The medicine cat smiled, staying quiet as Lightningpaw inquired about Leafpelt's health. He shared an approving look; he wasn't knowledgeable entirely about pregnancy and its possible effects, but he knew complications could occur. He had two experiences, so it was something, he supposed. Floppy ears perked up at Leafpelt's question. Cowtuft pondered before replying, "If Mintkit complains.. of any pain.. then let me know.. you may need to be careful of glow.. accidentally damaging it by sitting on it.. or similar experiences.. but besides that, glow.. is like any other.. kit..!" He explained, his feathery tail curling around himself.

"With that being said.. you and Mintkit are.. free to go!" He chirped, finishing his gestures.

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ೃ⁀➷ @Zei @Alchemist Kitsune
A small frown appeared across Cowtuft's lips, turning to exchange an glance with Halfpaw. "You.. should have came to see me.. when I was treating.. all those injured in the fire.. I no longer have cobwebs, " He explained with a few basic gestures, shaking his head back and forth with mild disappointment. He did not understand those who would wait, it only put their own being in danger. Turning back to Rockshard, Cowtuft nodded his head. "Of course, this should not take long. Unfortunately .. I have nothing that might be able to.. help with the coughing.. It appears the fire has caused.. issues with the way.. we breathe, but nothing I know can help - " and ironically, it was in that instance Lightningpaw walked in.

The medicine cat perked up, a small mrrp came from him in greeting. From what the gentle giant knew of, Lightningpaw was attempting to find a way to do so. He leaned over to gently whisper into wide ears, "Halfpaw.. is having coughing fits.. do you know of anything.. that might be able to help him..?" With that, Cowtuft pulled back. He must focus on helping Halfpaw's poor paw pads now.

Rising to his paws, the tom exited into his herb storage. He picked up a ball of moss and gently sunk it into the stream that ran through. He let it soak before pulling it out, letting it drip until it stopped. Then, Cowtuft picked up a marigold flower and a dandelion. He brought these items back out, approaching Halfpaw. He gestured for the apprentice to lay down and show him his paw pads.

If so, Cowtuft would gently dab at the burnt pads with the water. Squeezing the moss to clean it from any dirt and bacteria alongside dried blood. Afterwords, he would begin to chew the leaves of a marigold and the dandelion until he chewed it into a fine juice. He spat out the poultice and lathered it in the mixture. "There.. that should help! You are.. going to have to stay off your paws, it might.. be good to rest in one of my nests, for a while..? I do not have any cobweb or honey..Not even enough moss, I am afraid.."

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ೃ⁀➷ @Alchemist Kitsune @Estelle @Moonraven [ headups! windclan does not have any cobwebs so, hail will likely need to be retreated in the future when cowtuft has some :heart: this is just to make due! ]

The medicine cat had just gotten done sending out herb patrols. It hadn't been long since he had previously, but unfortunately Cowtuft had already used up all of his cobwebs. A deary shame, as they were almost key to everyone. Hopefully, they would return swiftly. Otherwise, Cowtuft might have to go out on a search alone. He did not mind, of course not, but it was worrisome when he always had cats coming in and out of his den. What if something happened while he was gone? Lightningpaw could handle a good amount, but goodness! Cowtuft was a frightened lad!

He was chewing his bottom lip over his worries when he entered inside his den. Fretting would do no good, but he simply couldn't help it. It was only then he noticed three cats were standing in the middle of the main section. Actually, one was sitting. Cowtuft blinked slowly in confusion, ah. Goodness. This was a bit of a toothwracker, a froggy slip.

A squeak died in his throat, floppy ears perking up as he slowly stepped inside. He settled down the moss he had collected previously, taking a long stare at the one who was speaking. He had just come in at the end of her story, and her voice wasn't familiar. Typically, scent was the most useful or there was something. Still, Cowtuft was drawing a blank. Swallowing nervously, his gaze swept to the other two. Recognition flickered at the sight of a flank with a feather on it. Lightningpaw. He shifted to look towards the final cat, a lilac-grey cat. They were missing an eye and he realized she was Twilightstar.

Tension seeped from his shoulders, and he dipped his head in greeting to the unknown cat. "Good afternoon, dear, " He spoke softly, his voice quiet and soft. A brief flash of sadness at his own voice before it simmered. Cowtuft doubted this stranger could understand sign language, so he resorted to speaking verbally. He was comfortable enough with his apprentice and a cat he looked up to by his side.

The medicine cat stepped forward, heterochronic hues surveying the ragged feline. Gashes and scratches riddled their fur, with a claw mark. There was the smell of infection, and their front left leg was severely injured. A small gasp fell from his lips when he noticed, sympathy and well, tears welting up in his eyes. "Ooh, darling.. that must be a woozy.. We must get that taken care.." He cooed softly, turning to Lightningpaw. Aaa! What a terrible time to be missing a necessity.

"Little.. lily..? Could you please, be a peach and .. get my marigolds.. and poppy seeds..? A stick, and moss.. would be wonderful too -- we do not have any cobwebs.. unfortunately, but .. we can do something, I am assured..!" Cowtuft chirped, despite the severity of this stranger's wounds -- he didn't believe they risked any death. This wasn't a situation where they had to be rushing on the paws, it would be best to take the lead and teach Lightningpaw over this.