
June 11th, 2025, 05:00 PM
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Re: ShadowClan Medicine Cat's Den
Newtbelly
he/him | 25 moons
Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend, Killer Aptitude T2, Kitty Softpaws T1
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Newtbelly stood there a little awkwardly, as Sleepysunrise treated his wounds, wincing as she moved over his ribs. She was moving onto Hazycry soon enough, so he figured none of his injuries were too pressing, though the pain from his side was distressing him. Hazycry didn't seem one for idle conversation, not with him at least, so he simply shuffled his paws and waited. He supposed she probably didn't have much to say to him. Neither did he to her, he supposed.
"Does it look fine, the rib wound?" The calico asked, grimacing from the pain. It looked shallow, but it hurt. Was there definitely not some kind of strange secret medical thing going on? Sleepysunrise would have picked up on that right? But... It really hurt.
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Last edited by sleepyyjax; June 11th, 2025 at 05:00 PM.
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