[Fel]

Originally Posted by meraki

@Zero to Hero
@bad company
@Lilly
@fenic!

(oops omg haha. i didn't know if you wanted to rp their dreams or something so i was waiting haha)

When Surgestorm said that the thyme was a good idea, a bright burst of pride exploded in the young apprentice's chest like a firework. Featherpaw beamed with self pride, and when he assigned her a job to do, she nodded very quickly, and got right to her small paws, eager to help. She didn't know Tawnypaw all that well, but she'd never miss a chance to befriend a new cat or help one. Featherpaw glanced back at Surge, who was busily working on the more severely injured apprentice. "I'll get right to it," she told him with a sharp nod.

Padding over to Tawnypaw, the young cat looked over her scratches, judging bout how many leaves and such she'd need by how severe the scratches were. "Here," she meowed. "Chew this up. It will calm you down; relax a bit, you know? It's called thyme. And don't worry about Moonpaw; she's in good paws. None of this is your fault, just know that. Sometimes bad things happen- it's all just being at the wrong place at the wrong time." Featherpaw meowed soothingly, nudging the small, green leaves towards the fellow apprentice with a small smile and kind eyes. "Now just relax while I work on your scratches. They don't look to awful, you'll be fine." She added, but knew that Tawnypaw wasn't worried about that at the moment.

Tawnypaw's injuries were pretty bad, she knew deep down, but not life threateningly bad. But Featherpaw wasn't nervous about that- she was nervous because she'd never fully cared for a patient on her own. What if I use the wrong herbs? What if I forget which ones to use? She thought, panicking slightly. No, Featherpaw. You have to be calm. You can do this. She thought arguably, chewing on a very small amount of thyme herself. Her head began to clear as the soothing juices trickled down her throat. Alright. I need cobweb and marigold. She thought. "Now, just chew on the thyme while I go fetch marigold and cobweb." Featherpaw instructed, before quickly padding back to Surgestorm's herb storage.

She noticed they were running a tad low on cobweb, but that would be easy to find, seeing as it was newleaf. The marigold was a little low too, but surely they'd be able to go back to that odd twoleg building to fetch more herbs soon. Wrapping the cobweb around one paw and taking the marigold in her maw, she padded back to Tawnypaw to tend to her injuries. The fluffy, white she-cat sat down beside Tawnypaw and unwrapped the cobweb from her paw, and began to gently but also strongly press the cobweb to a scratch just above her eye that was bleeding into the apprentice's eyes.

Featherpaw got to work at doing this to the rest of her injuries; some more severe than others. She then began to chew the marigold to put on the injuries, the taste odd as she tried not to swallow the herb. She then applied a layer of the chewed marigold to the injuries, jut as Surge had done. Then, Featherpaw applied a layer of cobweb and left it there to soak up the blood.

Once she'd finished, Featherpaw looked over her work, rather proud of herself. "This is marigold," She meowed to Tawnypaw, trying to keep her mind off of her injured friend. "It helps stop infections. And that's cobweb- but you probably knew that already. It soaks up the blood to help stop the bleeding. If you need anything, just call me back over. But I'll be back after helping Leopardpaw to replace the marigold and cobwebs." Featherpaw meowed kindly.

She knew that it helped to explain exactly what one was doing- it calmed the patient down. It also taught them some helpful things. That's how Featherpaw had come to love herbs- when she was young, she'd accidentally eaten a deathberry and had to come to the medicine den. Surgestorm had given her yarrow to make her throw it up, she remembered, and he told her about how yarrow worked. That was the first time she'd talked to him, and it felt just like yesterday.

Her friend was probably dead thanks to her. I'm an awful, terrible cat, aren't I? Look at me getting all this treatment and doing absolutely nothing. The only severe injury she'd sustained was a rather deep gash towards the base of her ear, which had stopped most of it's bleeding by now-- the apprentice was still a bit dizzy, but she was fine enough to stand, wasn't she? Blood loss wasn't an issue when somebody was already dead because of her actions. "Are you kidding me? It's all my fault, because I'm the one who said it was okay to go out there!" Tawnypaw hissed, her eyes flaring up with hatred and disappointment towards herself.

"I don't want your stupid herbs. You're wasting your time." She snorted, tears forming at the bases of her eyes slowly as she shook her head, getting up quickly. Tearing the herbs off her scratches in a defiant manner, her eyes narrowed as she pushed away the thyme leaves, huffing in disinterest. If I'm a murderer, I'd better start acting like one, shouldn't I? They're just trying to calm me down before they turn me in! I get their drill- they're medicine cats. I bet they know how to turn a cat into glorified dust with all these leaves around here. It hurt to tear off all the bandaging with her claws, but she found herself having to endure the pain, thinking of what Moonpaw had to go through.

Tawnypaw didn't care about the possibilities of things like infection, or if her injuries would get worse over time- she didn't care about anything at the moment except for getting the hell out of the medicine cat's den. I don't even deserve to be here, but I guess I'll savor what time I have left. Before she went, however, she turned her head towards Surgestorm in disdain, her eyes narrowing with hatred. "Besides, you couldn't save my mother-- what makes you think you can save us?"

I'd always thought of a future where we were together. Maybe a kit or two, hanging out every day by the camp entrance. I'd bring you prey and you'd give me your smile. I love your smile, did you know that? It's the most beautiful thing in the world to me.

But now you're gone, and I don't know if I can live alone anymore like this. He killed my family. They all died, and he couldn't save them, and he couldn't save you, too, could he?

Goodbye, Moonpaw.

And she walked.

{ @Lilly @Zero to Hero aand she's out of the den ;0; so many feelings }