| Dapplebreeze |
70 Moons - WindClan Fury Lieutenant
Agatha Kitty - Active | Silver Tongue - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
Socked limbs could be seen pacing. Going back and forth as the fury lieutenant tried her hardest to remain calm. To maintain composure and find something to do. Be useful in some way. It was a struggle of late. With the way her darling bird had fallen ill again. With signs that were all too familiar. Because Dapplebreeze had lived through this once before... but Bravebird had not. She had fallen victim to the sickness, and a realistic part of her mind kept telling her that she needed to prepare for the worse. To understand that she might just lose her daughter for the third time in her life. And stars, she wasn't certain her heart could take it.
Hearing her name called in a voice that had become as synonymous with WindClan as Twilightstar's, the senior warrior turned her gaze at Lightningstorm as the medicine cat approached. By instinct, she dipped her head respectfully. Taking note of the cheery expression on her face. She had been working hard of late. So many ill cats... her own daughter among them. The lithe calico hadn't stopped working. There was a tiredness in her eyes that she couldn't quite hide, no matter how big her grin.
There was a side of her that wanted to shake some sense into her. Tell the skinny feline that she was wasting her time. That Bravebird was beyond saving. But she was certain at this point the medicine cat knew. She had seen the pity and sympathy in her eyes whenever any one of Bravebird's family and friends approached her for news on her well being. Her forced optimism on how she was trying something new out. Because there was always a new herb combination. Perhaps something she hadn't thought of before. But nothing worked... for this was beyond a medicine cat's ability to solve, of that Dapplebreeze had no doubt.
There was gratitude for the molly regardless, and as she explained the herbs that she was to search for, she gave a polite smile and a nod of her head. She was well familiar with sorrel at this point in her life, having had it be used by the very she-cat once before to nurse her back to strength. There was little doubt she intended to use the herb for her daughter as well. The tansy she did not recognize, but she would make sure to find some to the best of her abilities. It was the least she could do, and it would help take her mind away from... the inevitable while helping along if there truly was any help to be given.
"Yes, of course my dear. We'll go get those herbs swiftly," the patched warrior responded, a mismatched ear twitching before she turned to her patrolmates with a polite, greeting smile.
Mosspaw's appearance was quiet. A proper, respectful apprentice who was eager to help. It seemed Watertail was teaching his charge well. Redface was much more... explosive. Loud. Excitable. But all in a delightful, affable way. Yes, she needed this energy. This positivity. To drag her out of the depressive thoughts that had consumed her very being these past few days and nights.
"Most exciting indeed, darling," Dapplebreeze purred amicably, a demure smile lighting up her features as she pushed forward, twitching her tail as she begun leading the way through the entrance.
"Now, best not tarry. Off we go to see if we can't find these pesky, rare herbs. Shall we?"
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Rustleaf [Mosspaw]
| I'll be posting a follow up of Dapplebreeze explaining what they are looking for as they arrive at Starry Meadows, but feel free to post ahead of me as they arrive if you want. 
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