SILVERPAW "SILVS"
THE MANGLED TRIPOD
KILLER APITUDE - LYEBIRDS LULLABYE
His Scarred Head Lifted To The Fellow Tripod. My Head Hurt Like Hell, I Feel Like I May Hurl, And Overall Its Like A Terrible Fever Was Bitten By Rabies And Went Into My Brain. The Tripod Tried His Best Not To Fall Over And Puke. Bleh. He Tightened His Jaw, And Prayed To StarClan Above Not To Throw Up, Fall Over, Or Yowl Out Like A Little Kit, From His Recent Strip Of Terribly Luck. He Sighed After The Feeling Passed For A Moment. Just Tell Me Where Ta Go. He Didnt Want To Bother Wolfpaw Much, Because Of Their Tripod-Mentor Thing. He Allowed A Small Cough To Exit His Mouth As He Waited For Wolf's Instructions.
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Re: ThunderClan Medicine Cat's Den
Petrelstorm breathed a sigh of relief at Wolfpaw's appearance. "Oh, thank StarClan," she said breathlessly, "Grousekit's had some kind of chill for several days, but it suddenly got a lot worse today. He hardly moves except to cry or sneeze — I'm really very worried..." She couldn't help but ramble a bit. She was already a talker, and tense situations only brought that out more.
She adjusted Grousekit's tiny limp form between her paws, trying to keep him somewhat comfortable. "I'm afraid it might be greencough... even if it's just whitecough, he's only a moon old, and still so small," she fretted. "I've seen much older cats die from greencough, I'm sure you have too." She exhaled sharply and shook her head, trying to knock herself out of the rambling mindset. "I'm sorry. Just please, do what you can."
- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 7 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tabby tom with green eyes and a missing hind leg -
Silverpaw. Wolfpaw wasn't particularly fond of this cat, but alas, his job was to heal everyone. even if he didn't like them. The tabby tripod hobbled his way over, a frown on his face. "Of freaking course. More sick cats," he muttered under his breath. "Well, what feels bad? Dunno how ta help if I don't know whats wrong with ya," the tom deadpanned.
So. Many. Cats! The den was getting flooded. "Alright," he said, getting up from his spot, green eyes locked on Orangepaw. "What are yer symptoms? I can figure out where to go from there," Wolfpaw asked, hobbling over to the younger cat.
A kit this time. Honestly, he wasn't surprised that the queen sent them there to get a check-up, with so many cats getting sick. Wolfpaw put on a smile before heading over to Wavekit. "Well, if you really are sick, I can't send you back," he explained, spotting the kit's runny nose. "I see you have a runny nose... is there anything else that feels icky? Headaches, being tired when you slept?" he inquired.
Wolfpaw was trying to get some rest when Cardinalsong came to the den, escorting Grousekit. "M here," he called out, rolling to his side before shakily getting up. "Whats goin on? Let me guess, one of ya is sick," he asked, saying the last part under his breath as he made his way over to the queen.
The first sign that this cat was sick was the coughing. Wolfpaw turned his head to see Brightshadow coughing her head off, Dustlark by her side. "Ya alright? 'cmere and I'll see what i can do. Dusklark, yer nose is bleedin," he stated, turning to face the two cats. "Brightshadow, yer coughin a lot but I needa know, is there anything else wrong? Dusklark, same goes for ya," he asked.
After taking his well-needed break, Wolfpaw returned to the medicine den to find Softdaisy and Mantiskit, Hollowpaw treatin them. Great, more sick cats. The tom frowned as he made his way over, glancing at mantiskit. "m here. Could ya fill me in?" he asked, glancing to hollow, even though the question was directed at all three of the cats.
WHAT???? Wolfpaw quickly trailed behind Violetfreckle and Cedarstrike into the Medicine den upon hearing the younger medic's distressed call. No.
No no no no no. Wolfpaw pinned his ears to his skull, hobbling up as he watched the scene unfold. He felt useless. He listened as Violetfreckle instructed hollow n cedar to pin Brave down, and Wolfpaw figured that the best course of action was to listen to the adult. The tom moved near Cedarstrike, gently holding his front paws on the younger cat. Even if he was unsteady now, this was Hollow's sister for stars sake! "W-Whats h-happenin t-t-to her?" Wolfpaw managed to ask, his voice shaking. Even if it wasn't hollows sister, it was still a young cat. He didn't know what to do.
Brightshadow
{A fluffy calico molly with green eyes.}
She looked at Wolfpaw and nodded. "I have this cough and which makes my throat itchy and..." She paused for a moment thinking hard. I mean you don't go to the medicine den for any old problem. Especially, when it was this busy.Oh yes, I've been feeling very tired lately, and just under the weather in general. She hoped this would be a quick fix, but deep down she knew something terrible was going on. Her attention turned to Dustlark. Waiting for him to list off his ailments.
Dustlark
{A calico tom with intelligent eyes}
He rubbed his nose with his paw. Then waited patiently for Brightshadow to be finished. It didn't take him as long to remember his symptoms. "Well a bloody nose, I haven't been able to eat anything lately, and I also have the same cough as Brightshadow. He looked at his sister making sure he didn't forget anything. He hadn't. Then turned back to Wolfpaw. It's nothing really that seri... He began, but a stern glare from his sister quickly shut him up.
Bravepaw I won't fall down you need me + anypronouns + No purrks
If one having spasms was able to be conscious to be aware of their surroundings and anything else, she sure would. Alas, she wasn't thought, for the duration of these spasms she remained unaware, her body just flailing about in an uncontrolled manner. That was until her brother called for help and then the flailing body got pinned, jerking in their hold but not like beforehand. For what felt like forever her body continued to jerk in their hold, mouth stuck open with drool pooling beneath her jaws. Eventually, it stopped gradually until she stilled once more beneath all the paws holding her down. She stayed like that for a bit, no more movement came from her besides the shallow breathing. A low-pitched groan as she slowly came to, yellow eyes refocusing as she took in the sight of multiple cats surrounding her now. When did so many cats suddenly appear? The last her muddled brain could recall was just her and her brother and now suddenly there was a group. "What happennn" she trailed off in a weak voice, she didn't have the strength to complete what she was even saying.
She felt weird as she lay there occasionally wheezing as she let out a weak cough. Bravepaw sure felt floaty like she wasn't even touching the nest below her, that's weird. "Holl" she wheezed out, why was it becoming so difficult to breathe wasn't she going to get better? He said the plant was for fever but it should help with other stuff right? She twitched a paw in what she hoped was in her brother's direction, she didn't have the strength in her to fully move her arm but he would get what she was aiming for right? "...Love....you" she wheezed out again. Bravepaw fought to keep her tired eyes open and tried to keep contact with her brother, she didn't want to go to sleep. She very much preferred to stay awake and continue to cuddle with her brother, but the darkness was beckoning. Another weak cough escaped her this time with some mucus coming this time. "I'm....tired" another wheeze as she once more struggled to pull in a breath. Eventually, she was losing that battle to stay awake as time passed her eyes slowly began to close. "Take..nap" was the last thing she said as her eyes shut and she let out her last shuddering breath.
Flowernose frowned. "You're right, Wolfhive. But it's been a while." She shrugged. "Must've forgotten a bit." She muttered. "Thanks, Wolfhive, Hollowpaw." Flowernose dipped her head and stood up to leave.
"Idiot," Hollowpaw mutters under his breath as he watches the she-cat get up to leave. At least now he could identify pregnancy by smell? That's so weird... why couldn't the dumb cats diagnose themselves that feels like something they should be able to do. Whatever, that was done and dealt with now. He nods to Wolfhive, acknowledging his understanding of what was taught.
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"It depends. If the option is treat it, but you have no clue what you're doing 'n you don't do it right, it'll just heal wrong and it can cause the cat chronic pain at best. Might also cause an infection, make it so they can't bend the leg..." Wolfhive sighed at Wolfpaw's outburst. "I know you're very passionate about keeping a leg, but I want it to remain an option because if this isn't done right, it'll hurt her a lot more than just removing the leg now. Remember Redhawk? They didn't treat her wound right - they let it fester and wither, and we had to rebreak the bone and amputate it anyway. That's what I want to avoid."
It didn't seem like anyone really knew what to do at this stage. Once Hollowpaw was done feeling up what he could of her leg, Wolfhive checked it - comparing it with his own leg to see if he could find anything obviously wrong. The swelling definitely made it difficult... "Hard to feel any issues with the bone, with it being swollen up. Must not be too bad a break then, so other than binding it we might not need to do anything." That, or they were about to make a colossal mistake and Seakit would need an amputation and a rebreak later on. "I'll grab some comfrey 'n elder, leave you guys to figure out what you wanna do."
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Wolfhive returned with what was probably the plants in question - tall, droopy purple flowers, and the broad leaves from a white-flower plant. [ 3 comfrey, 2 elder ] Since they'd likely use them immediately, he dropped them off beside Seakit.
"So, we bind the leg, then," Hollowpaw decides. He doesn't see a world in which Wolfpaw would disagree with this, so he elects to just make the decision now. "You know how to use comfrey?" He asks the other medic. Even if Wolfpaw didn't, Hollowpaw does, so he can just show him.
"Seakit's gonna wanna eat the roots for the bone, or, they can go directly on the leg, but I think it would be better to eat them. If I hold her leg in place, you can bind it with the elder?" Maybe it was weird that he was taking charge here, but he'd been the one who started this whole thing, and deferring to a cat who had the exact same knowledge as he did in a situation that was new for both of them wasn't something he planned on doing, sooooo yeah.
And then the kit. ATE. The elder leaves. The EXTREMELY TOXIC ELDER LEAVES.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING????!!!" Hollowpaw basically screamed, startled by the action because no one told her to eat anything, and she should know better than to shove random herbs in her mouth!! Unfortunately, there's no stinging nettle, and Hollowpaw has no clue what other herbs might make a cat throw up, so the next best thing would be something so vile literally no cat wants anything to do with it - and no tick either, for that matter: mouse bile. Thankfully, ThunderClan has plenty, and he wastes no time pouring the stuff into the kit's mouth. And getting it all over both her and himself in the process. Gross.
Nightwhisper nodded, his ears flicking in worry as he heard about his daughter fever not going down. He sniffed Cinderkit and Skykit, his eyes filled with sadness as Cinderkit coughed once more, it sounded raspy and gross. Phlem foaming at her mouth once again. "Alright.... wet moss and catmint. I'll be right back." Nightwhisper meowed, he'd raced away for a few moments, coming back shortly with a piece of soaked moss, not to big to take up space but big enough to let the little kit have a good drink. Once he'd given the moss to the medicine cat apprentice, he nodded his farewell and raced off to go get catmint
"Be quick about it!" Hollowpaw calls after the warrior, adding quickly to his retreating back "AND DONT GO BY YOURSELF!" before turning back to assess the rest of the cats.
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°•○♡ FAWNPAW ♡○•° She/Her • Apprentice • 5M • ThC A solid brown she-cat with a cream muzzle POSTS: 10/100
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Fawnpaw follows Hollowpaw to the empty nest, slumping down with a relieved sigh. "My head is super hot.. my nose is running really bad.. and I'm wicked tired.." She mewed, eyes meeting the young medic's for a moment before closing them again.
[ sorry for lateness! ]
"Sounds like the same sickness spreadin' around.." Hollowpaw mutters to himself before turning to the herb stores without another word. A moment later, he returns with a couple elder flowers. "Eat those, they'll help with your fever. Other than that, just rest and make sure you're drinking water. We'll keep an eye on you."
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Mantiskit thought. "Well, my mama had to bring me here since I can't walk." The kit had trouble speaking, her throat was pretty dry. "Mama? I don't feel good." Mantiskit's eyes were wide. Her little body started shaking. Her whole face kept twitching. She struggled to speak. "I-i." She couldn't finish her sentence. Drool started coming out of her mouth. Her body was shaking hard now. "W-whats happening?" She took a frightened look at the two cats. Her mind went blank as her body fell.
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Seakit ate the stuff that Wolfive gave her. She flinched when Wolfhive told them about RedHawk. She rather wouldn't want that to happen to her. Atleast they said it probably wasn't a bad break. The inpatient kit wondered when she would get to get out of the den. Cats kept pouring in. They all looked pretty sick. She didn't want to catch a sickness.
"I don't know what's happening." Softdaisy fretted, looking down at her daughter. "Not that I've noticed, no... I haven't seen any other symptoms." Was she just a horrible caretaker? No... maybe..? Gaze darting to Mantiskit, Softdaisy crouched to cushion the little kitten's fall. Speaking of kittens...
Hollowpaw himself was so very little, Softdaisy's heart clenched with concern. Where was the cat who looked after him? It made her both angry - that such a heavy burden had been placed on the shoulders of one so young - and sad - for the same reason. "Where is Wolfpaw..?" The Queen blinked, fixing her attention on the Medicine Cat Apprentice. Not that Wolfpaw was any older, or had any more knowledge as far as she knew, but... "Not that I think you incapable. It's just... shouldn't he be helping you? Maybe he is also busy?"
"We're both busy, if you couldn't tell," Hollowpaw can't help the bite in his words as he addresses the queen's concerns. They're unfounded and unwanted and Hollowpaw doesn't need to be coddled. And, speaking of the devil, Wolfpaw came sauntering over, asking the situation as if it wasn't obvious.
"Mantiskit is sick," he says curtly, "similar symptoms to everyone else. Give her elder flower for her fever, I'll leave her in your capable paws." He looks to Softdaisy as he says the last part before turning out of the den and taking his leave. If the queen didn't think him capable enough to handle this on his own, he'd hand her and her kid over to the real medicine cat.
[sorry for hollow </3 dfbhdfzhkb]
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Sunpaw I'm chasing dreams since I left the womb + she/her + The collector [active]
Sunpaw didn't tend to dislike a lot of things in life, she did find it hard to do so in the first place. Yet if she had to choose it would be right now as she moved to lay in an empty nest. The icky feeling along with the bloody nose and everything else was a major letdown. If she prayed to starclan could they just make it go away with a single clap or whatever? She was unsure about starclan despite seeing how her papa and grandma seemed so worship-y about it. Amber eyes shot up to look at the younger apprentice at the sound of their voice, oops they spaced out. " 'kay!" she easily accepted the plant and ate it with no complaints. Sunpaw didn't think much about what else Hollowpaw said but trusted the other on the belief that her having whitecough. If that is what she had then that was it, and not some deadly disease that was out to ruin the clan.
"Don't move around too much," Hollowpaw says over his shoulder. Not much else to do here, just keep an eye on her... that bloody nose, though..... it would stop on it's own. And, if it didn't, then that was a problem for future Hollowpaw. Surely nothing bad would happen to completely rock his world and shatter his entire life!
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Bravepaw I won't fall down you need me + anypronouns + No purrks
If one having spasms was able to be conscious to be aware of their surroundings and anything else, she sure would. Alas, she wasn't thought, for the duration of these spasms she remained unaware, her body just flailing about in an uncontrolled manner. That was until her brother called for help and then the flailing body got pinned, jerking in their hold but not like beforehand. For what felt like forever her body continued to jerk in their hold, mouth stuck open with drool pooling beneath her jaws. Eventually, it stopped gradually until she stilled once more beneath all the paws holding her down. She stayed like that for a bit, no more movement came from her besides the shallow breathing. A low-pitched groan as she slowly came to, yellow eyes refocusing as she took in the sight of multiple cats surrounding her now. When did so many cats suddenly appear? The last her muddled brain could recall was just her and her brother and now suddenly there was a group. "What happennn" she trailed off in a weak voice, she didn't have the strength to complete what she was even saying.
She felt weird as she lay there occasionally wheezing as she let out a weak cough. Bravepaw sure felt floaty like she wasn't even touching the nest below her, that's weird. "Holl" she wheezed out, why was it becoming so difficult to breathe wasn't she going to get better? He said the plant was for fever but it should help with other stuff right? She twitched a paw in what she hoped was in her brother's direction, she didn't have the strength in her to fully move her arm but he would get what she was aiming for right? "...Love....you" she wheezed out again. Bravepaw fought to keep her tired eyes open and tried to keep contact with her brother, she didn't want to go to sleep. She very much preferred to stay awake and continue to cuddle with her brother, but the darkness was beckoning. Another weak cough escaped her this time with some mucus coming this time. "I'm....tired" another wheeze as she once more struggled to pull in a breath. Eventually, she was losing that battle to stay awake as time passed her eyes slowly began to close. "Take..nap" was the last thing she said as her eyes shut and she let out her last shuddering breath.
His call was answered quickly by both Violetfreckle and Cedarstrike, two cats Hollowpaw hadn't the pleasure of speaking much to, but who seemed to be okay enough given they were here to help his sister the minute he shouted. Wolfpaw was there too... not far behind. As Violetfreckle said to hold her down... Hollowpaw listened without question. She had to know more than him! She was going to fix her even if Hollowpaw couldn't! And Cedarstrike would help! They would help, Bravepaw was going to be okay!
And then she stopped shaking, and managed to say something very weakly that Hollowpaw couldn't hear over the rush of relief that flooded him, surging forward to press more of his weight into her and licking every corner of her face to make sure she would stay okay.
"You're alright, Brave, you're okay," he whispers, voice hushed, unaware of the rivulets running down his cheeks even as he licks their droplets from his sister's face, from his most precious person in the world. "I love you, too, but you gotta stay awake for me, Brave. You gotta!" He insists, shoving his head under her chin to try and get her to move, forgetting about everyone else around him at this moment. All that matters is Bravepaw.
And then she closes her eyes, saying something about a nap... she never was the type to listen to what she was told to do, so the defiance of his orders doesn't surprise him. It feels almost normal. But she doesn't move even as Hollowpaw keeps staring at her, her frame eerily unmoving. He doesn't like it.
Titanite eyes scour her body, looking for the rise and fall of her chest that he knows, deep down he knows, will never rise and fall again. But he doesn't want to believe what his eyes are telling him, so he nudges her again.
"Bravepaw, get up," he says, unaware of how hollow his own voice sounds, the watery croak between the syllables. "Get up, Brave! You gotta! You still have to be the best warrior in the forest!! Please... get up. That's an order as your medicine cat, not your brother." But she won't ever respond again, and he knows that. Intellectually, he knows that. Still, he curls around her body, tucking his head under her chin, breathing in her scent like he'll never get to smell it again. Because he won't.
[ preemptive pp perms to move hollow off his sister or other small things like that granted for if you want them <33 ]
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"Idiot," Hollowpaw mutters under his breath as he watches the she-cat get up to leave. At least now he could identify pregnancy by smell? That's so weird... why couldn't the dumb cats diagnose themselves that feels like something they should be able to do. Whatever, that was done and dealt with now. He nods to Wolfhive, acknowledging his understanding of what was taught.
"So, we bind the leg, then," Hollowpaw decides. He doesn't see a world in which Wolfpaw would disagree with this, so he elects to just make the decision now. "You know how to use comfrey?" He asks the other medic. Even if Wolfpaw didn't, Hollowpaw does, so he can just show him.
"Seakit's gonna wanna eat the roots for the bone, or, they can go directly on the leg, but I think it would be better to eat them. If I hold her leg in place, you can bind it with the elder?" Maybe it was weird that he was taking charge here, but he'd been the one who started this whole thing, and deferring to a cat who had the exact same knowledge as he did in a situation that was new for both of them wasn't something he planned on doing, sooooo yeah.
And then the kit. ATE. The elder leaves. The EXTREMELY TOXIC ELDER LEAVES.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING????!!!" Hollowpaw basically screamed, startled by the action because no one told her to eat anything, and she should know better than to shove random herbs in her mouth!! Unfortunately, there's no stinging nettle, and Hollowpaw has no clue what other herbs might make a cat throw up, so the next best thing would be something so vile literally no cat wants anything to do with it - and no tick either, for that matter: mouse bile. Thankfully, ThunderClan has plenty, and he wastes no time pouring the stuff into the kit's mouth. And getting it all over both her and himself in the process. Gross.
"Be quick about it!" Hollowpaw calls after the warrior, adding quickly to his retreating back "AND DONT GO BY YOURSELF!" before turning back to assess the rest of the cats.
"Sounds like the same sickness spreadin' around.." Hollowpaw mutters to himself before turning to the herb stores without another word. A moment later, he returns with a couple elder flowers. "Eat those, they'll help with your fever. Other than that, just rest and make sure you're drinking water. We'll keep an eye on you."
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"We're both busy, if you couldn't tell," Hollowpaw can't help the bite in his words as he addresses the queen's concerns. They're unfounded and unwanted and Hollowpaw doesn't need to be coddled. And, speaking of the devil, Wolfpaw came sauntering over, asking the situation as if it wasn't obvious.
"Mantiskit is sick," he says curtly, "similar symptoms to everyone else. Give her elder flower for her fever, I'll leave her in your capable paws." He looks to Softdaisy as he says the last part before turning out of the den and taking his leave. If the queen didn't think him capable enough to handle this on his own, he'd hand her and her kid over to the real medicine cat.
[sorry for hollow </3 dfbhdfzhkb]
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"Don't move around too much," Hollowpaw says over his shoulder. Not much else to do here, just keep an eye on her... that bloody nose, though..... it would stop on it's own. And, if it didn't, then that was a problem for future Hollowpaw. Surely nothing bad would happen to completely rock his world and shatter his entire life!
His call was answered quickly by both Violetfreckle and Cedarstrike, two cats Hollowpaw hadn't the pleasure of speaking much to, but who seemed to be okay enough given they were here to help his sister the minute he shouted. Wolfpaw was there too... not far behind. As Violetfreckle said to hold her down... Hollowpaw listened without question. She had to know more than him! She was going to fix her even if Hollowpaw couldn't! And Cedarstrike would help! They would help, Bravepaw was going to be okay!
And then she stopped shaking, and managed to say something very weakly that Hollowpaw couldn't hear over the rush of relief that flooded him, surging forward to press more of his weight into her and licking every corner of her face to make sure she would stay okay.
"You're alright, Brave, you're okay," he whispers, voice hushed, unaware of the rivulets running down his cheeks even as he licks their droplets from his sister's face, from his most precious person in the world. "I love you, too, but you gotta stay awake for me, Brave. You gotta!" He insists, shoving his head under her chin to try and get her to move, forgetting about everyone else around him at this moment. All that matters is Bravepaw.
And then she closes her eyes, saying something about a nap... she never was the type to listen to what she was told to do, so the defiance of his orders doesn't surprise him. It feels almost normal. But she doesn't move even as Hollowpaw keeps staring at her, her frame eerily unmoving. He doesn't like it.
Titanite eyes scour her body, looking for the rise and fall of her chest that he knows, deep down he knows, will never rise and fall again. But he doesn't want to believe what his eyes are telling him, so he nudges her again.
"Bravepaw, get up," he says, unaware of how hollow his own voice sounds, the watery croak between the syllables. "Get up, Brave! You gotta! You still have to be the best warrior in the forest!! Please... get up. That's an order as your medicine cat, not your brother." But she won't ever respond again, and he knows that. Intellectually, he knows that. Still, he curls around her body, tucking his head under her chin, breathing in her scent like he'll never get to smell it again. Because he won't.
[ preemptive pp perms to move hollow off his sister or other small things like that granted for if you want them <33 ]
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Nightwhisper came back after a few moments, coming back with Acornfall and Burnedpaw whom each had there own catmint to add on to his own. "We grabbed some extra Elder flowers on the way." Nightwhisper panted, setting the herbs down for the medicine cat as he looked at Acornfall, his eyes sad as he flicked his tail to the two little kits. "These are them. This is Cinderkit... and this is Skykit.... and- Cottonpaw? Not another one of my kits! Is she sick to?" Nightwhisper fretted. His eyes widening as he saw the large cut on her head.
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And then, she was gone. As suddenly as the convulsions started, they ended, and she was gone. The finality of it hit like stone, it unsettled her deeply. What had caused this? Was there something they missed? Something they could have done?
She turned to Hollowpaw, her brow furrowed with concern. The young tom looked even younger than she knew him to be. In this moment, he wasn't the high-ranking apprentice trying to find his way- he was a heartbroken kit, too young to be facing this kind of loss.
Of course, she would give him time to mourn his sister. It was only right. The loss of a sibling was unimaginable, and he deserved the space to grieve. But... there was something gnawing at her. What had happened to her? What could have caused this so suddenly, and so violently? Had it been camp's current pandemic? Clearly it could spread, but was it something that would be contagious, even after death? The answers clearly would not come to her, but she couldn't risk it.
Gently, she leaned closer to Hollowpaw, her muzzle brushing against his shoulder in a soft, comforting gesture. "Hollowpaw..." she began, her voice gentle but firm. "We all mourn. We all feel the weight of her loss." It was the truth- losing someone so young, with so much life ahead, was devastating for everyone... Which is why it made her next words so difficult to tear past her lips. They had to think beyond grief. "But we need to make sure her body is away from the others. Just in case." She met his eyes, desperately trying to convey through her body language that she wasn't trying to tear him from her sister's body for the sake of cold-heartedness. "We can’t take any chances, not with the rest of the clan." She wanted to give him the opportunity to separate himself from her on his own, but if it came down to it she would gentle pull him away.
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°•○♡ FAWNPAW ♡○•° She/Her • Apprentice • 6M • ThC A solid brown she-cat with a cream muzzle POSTS: 12/100
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She lapped up the flowers obidiently, nodding to the young medic. So she was sick? That made sense. Thank you, Hollowpaw.." She murmured, turning around and leaving the den.
The brown tom stumbled in, his breath heavy. The trip back from the battle field had been brutal. His sides stung even more now, and at this point the pounding in his head had become unbearable. Dots were filling his vision. So much so that he was forced to sit down or risk falling over. "Wolfpaw, could I get some help?" His voice came out with more of an edge to it than the brown tom would have preferred, but he hardly had the energy to correct himself. Hell he barely had the energy to sit!
[ Feel free to lmk if I need to change anything! This is my first time having a character who needed medical attention ]
Everything felt wrong as Elkpaw limped into the medicine den. It had started a little while after the storm that took out the apprentices' den, and he'd thought it wasn't anything to worry over. But then it got worse, from a minor cough to hacking up a lung to feeling like he couldn't walk. It was rough.
"Hello...?" he called out softly. He didn't miss being in here. "I'm not feeling well... is anyone here?"
Something dripped down his nose. He sniffed, trying to make the feeling go away.
Re: ThunderClan Medicine Cat's Den
" The heart has it's reasons...
