| Lightningstorm |
29 Moons - WindClan Medicine Cat
Flock Together [Tier 3] - Active | Mind Reader - Active | Dreamwalker - Inactive | Katty Krueger - Inactive
The drops go into the tom's eye one at a time, and much to Lightningstorm's relief, they all reach their mark. True to its nature, the celandine clears away the blood and debris in there, allowing the medicine cat to better see just how exactly the kit had managed to blind a full grown adult. Eyes, as easy to damage as they were, weren't completely defenseless. If that was the case, every battle would see the entire clan lose at least one eye, and soon enough no one would have any left. Not only that, but a cat's body was predisposed to instinctually protect them. Blinking or shutting your eyes close at an impending strike or at getting most anything in them. Not to mention simply moving out of the bloody way. Brightfire must have had quite a case of ignoring his base instincts for it to have gotten to this point.
"There. See it?" Lightningstorm mewed at Twilightstar's question, lightly pointing with her paw at the area where the scratch had evidently caused its damage.
It was... a far deeper scar than any kit should have given. Kit claws were sharp, yes, but they lacked the strength and durability to be able to do this amount of damage to a fully grown warrior. Not only must have the kit been livid enough to get a boost of strength, Brightfire must have legitimately just stood there while the kit dug its claw as deep as it would go. Stars alive... she'd heard of soft parents, but this was taking it a bit too far. Letting your kit destroy your body was no way to teach them right and wrong or how to coexist with others. If this was the damage the kit was doing at a mere moon of age, what would happen as it grew older and the tantrums increased?
"If I'm bein' honest here, I'm fairly certain I can save the eye but... The vision? It'll take StarClan itself to fix tha'. Doesn't mean I'm not giving it my best shot, though. Here, let me just make a poultice and wrap up that injury with some cobwebs and you'll be good to go," the herbalist mewed, heading back towards her poultice stone to work on the marigold she'd left soaking in the water while the leader and warrior talked.
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