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DRAGONFLYPAW
Thunderclan Medicine Cat Apprentice ~ 10 moons ~ She/Her
"If you're going to be mean, then do it elegantly."
Prison Escape T1 |
Silver Tongue T1
Posts: 11/100
Mantispaw
Dragonflypaw looked up from where she was sorting herbs, ears twitching at her sister's voice. Tail flicking very slightly, the Medicine Cat Apprentice observed quietly at Treetiger spoke to her. Her mentor seemed to hate both her and her siblings- The cream speckled she-cat didn't know why, but someday, she would find out. With a slight twitch of her mouth indicating she tried to smile. Listening, the apprentice padded over, sunrise coloured eyes flashing.
"Loss of appetite and throwing up." She murmured, commiting to memory. She could use them symptoms later on once they figured out what was wrong. She didn't know any illnesses really, so this was probably more Tree's problem to sort out. Dragonflypaw gave the tiniest purr to Mantis.
"Hello sister." Is all she said.
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SillyLittleCherry |
Orangeflower
Dragonflypaw smelt the arrival of a new cat, an interesting smell, but didn't look up from where she was studying a poppy, carefully removing the bad seeds. At her mentor's call, however, the apprentice looked up, eyes flashing, and put the flower down before coming over. The dark russet and brown she-cat peered closely at the queen, eyes sharp.
"I'm not sure. Some sort of stomach bug, maybe? Probably something else though, if she hasn't thrown up or anything." That was said with doubt in her voice. The apprentice didn't know enough to make any assumptions yet, so she simply committed the symptoms to memory so that she knew what they were for future reference. She stared after her mentor for a second when she left it look through the herb storage, wondering if she would mess up her perfectly ordered herbs again.
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Rowan |
Drizzlepaw
Dragonflypaw wasn't actually doing much this time around- Just chilling, suppose. At her mentor's beckoning, the apprentice rose gracefully to her paws and glided over, yellow eyes bright, but still with that signature dark twinkle in them. She eyed the other apprentice with a mild, veiled interest, eyes sharp. With a twitch of her tail, she sat down near them, dainty paws tucked neatly under her curled tail. What was Drizzlepaw in here for, she wondered. He didn't look injured at all. Or even really sick.
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c1nder |
Cuddle Puddle
Dragonflypaw was on her feet in an instant, sunrise coloured eyes flashing and alert. At Treetiger's words, the apprentice simply disappeared, melting out of the den to get prey. She picked up three pieces as per her instructions- Three plump mice. She figured they were big enough, since injured cats didn't usually eat much. She padded back in gracefully, tail twitching, and dropped the prey down nearby. Listening to Tree's instructions, she nodded, committing
Chervil, to memory. With a glance to Bumblebreak, Dragonflypaw lifted the small leaves into her mouth, chewing steadily. They left a gross taste on her tongue, but she chewed them anyways.
After a moment, she gathered the cobwebs into her paws and spat out the herbs. With an internal grimace, she started applying them Bumble's wounds, eyes sharp with concentration. After a moment, she pressed slightly harder, hoping she didn't hurt the Hornet, and stuck them securely. Looking at Tree, she said,
"Done." And waited.
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SuspiciousMindz @/everyone else |