Re: Smothered in its Cradle [WindClan Event Mass Healing Thread]
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Originally Posted by Luna16
Daffodilpaw was relieved things seemed to be over. Her nose was still twitching from the scent of smoke, and she let out another round of soft coughs that she tried to stifle. She wasn't originally planning on seeking medical attention for the cough, assuming that it was from the scent of the smoke more than it was from smoke inhalation, but she didn't want her ears to get clawed! The pale yellow she-cat leapt to paws, coughing a little as she did so from the sudden motion, and walked over to where cats were instructed to gather. She sat some ways back still, laying her tail neatly around her. She wanted her clanmates with more serious issues to be seen before her, still confident she didn't have any serious need of medical attention, but she wasn't a medicine cat so what did she really know? She had never been so close to a fire before.
Besides, she knew that she'd have her ears clawed by Bouncepaw and her parents verbally if she went back to the nest that evening coughing without having seen Lightningstorm.
| Lightningstorm | 23 Moons - WindClan Medicine Cat Flock Together [Tier 3] - Active | Mind Reader - Active | Dreamwalker - Inactive | Katty Krueger - Inactive
Before Rabbitpaw could react, the medicine cat was entering her den, directing herself to the herbal storage. She'd been able to bring out a few herbs prior to the patrols arriving, but hearing Daffodilpaw's weak cough had made her realize that maybe strong, rare herbs would not be required for every single patient. In fact, if it hadn't been for the fact that it might be better to be safe than sorry, she would have sent the apprentice to go rest without another word. Her cough was to be expected after the fire, but there seemed to be no damage to the lungs. A soothing drink of water and honey would be all that was necessary to calm that coughing while her breathing evened out naturally after a good rest.
Exiting her underground lair with a sopping ball of moss in her maw, the sweetness of the honey tickled her tongue as she placed it before the pale apprentice, licking her whiskers as she washed away the pleasant flavor. "You seem to be doing better than most, love. Normally I would take care of the others first, but I want you gone and resting. The sooner the better. Have a drink of this first, though. Some honey water will be good to give you a little strength and ease your throat. And even better, it tastes bloody good, dunnit? Of course, I could give you some dandelion to chew on instead, but this is much better for what ails ya... and much tastier. Go on then, drink up. And off to your nest for a good sleep afterwards."
| Due to the lack of form on this post, I am assuming this is a mere check up because she is - understandably - coughing after the smoke inhalation but with no real issues sprouting from it, so I'm having Lightningstorm give her something to soothe her throat and give her a bit of a pep before she goes for a rest. There is no need to respond to this, as she is considered treated, so no worries! |
Rabbitpaw
He/him | WC Medicine Cat Apprentice| Moons: 12 | Part Manx cat
After the whole... thing that died but didn't die, and that the fires were confirmed to be put out... he was used to getting a check up and then having time to rest and catch up with his friends and family and make sure that they were okay. At least, that's how it went after the Riverclan battle, but it was different now. He was the one doing the check ups. Well, actually that was a strong way of putting it because he really wasn't doing much of anything besides carrying around what he's told to carry around and watching as Miss Lightningstorm saw to each of their incoming patients. Not that Rabbitpaw minded, he didn't know even a fraction that he should if he wanted to help so this was the best time to get some practical on the job learning.
Which led him to watch over Miss Lightingstorm's shoulder as she addressed an apprentice... Daffodilpaw, if his memory was serving him correctly. Luckily, the younger feline wasn't sporting anything too terribly bad, at least, no burns, and she was coughing a bit but it wasn't like Crowtooth's... though maybe using Crowtooth, who had long term breathing issues was a bad frame of reference. He flicked an ear, carefully leaning in to glance at the honey water as his mentor mentioned it... honey soothes throats... that sounds like something he should've known but now he does for sure... oh! And dandelion, could theoretically do the same? Though it was bitter. He remembered his mentor's note that most cats preferred to avoid eating bitter herbs, and that also made sense to him.
"Honey water? That's different than how you've treated Crowtooth's breathing issues in the past... you would give them a sort of berry right? Or am I misremembering, I think I remember you giving some to... umm," Rabbitpaw blanked on the apprentice's name but continued, "Ah, I'm forgetting his name... Oh! Orangepaw, I believe." The warrior wasn't Rabbitpaw's favorite, not after one of their interactions but that wasn't a very necessary part of this conversation. "Also, didn't you say that dandelion helped infections? How does it help breathing? Can it do anything else as well?" Though maybe next time he should keep his questions more limited, they did have injured cats so they couldn't be standing around and answering all of Rabbitpaw's many many questions.
Re: Smothered in its Cradle [WindClan Event Mass Healing Thread]
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Originally Posted by Rowan
Name: DuckFeather
Gender & Pronouns: Female (She/Her)
Rank: Warrior
Injury Overview: Lots of smoke in her lungs, hard to breath; blistered paw pads ; heat exhaustion
Live/Die/Desired Outcome: Live (permanent damage to her lungs that causes shortness of breath, rasping, and coughing.)
Other:
Mention: @Alchemist Kitsune
All in the very slow blink of her watery, irritated eyes was the deputy suddenly looking her over. She was fine- at least to her knowledge. Her paws felt a bit puffy and were burning. Oh and he lungs- if felt as she inhaled the smoke it curled around her lungs and had been squeezing and restricting them. That was exhausting the warrior. So smoke—definitely smoke. She shook her head to the deputy as he instructed to indicate so.
Hopefully she didn’t look…too bad? But she probably did. She had little white ashes covering her pelt which was even dirtier thanks to the smoke (yes- the smoke just hates her). Her head was hung low, craning towards the ground as if her dry throat had been waiting for water to simply spawn. Yes- yes she was thirsty. Perhaps that would help her feel better? The more she waited, the hazier her own thoughts became.
She was grateful for the deputy’s assistance to get her to the healing area, honestly if she tried she would’ve collapsed in the first few steps. The smoke was really irritating, she just wanted it out her lungs. Gone, gone GONE. She believed it was the smoke causing her to feel some pit in her stomach. It sucked. She did her best to give the deputy a grateful look and muster a nod before lying her head on the ground weakly.
Oh no- what if DewFawn saw her? In this state? He’d never let her live it down! But there wasn’t much she could do, unless she could take it like a champ and hold her head high and confidently…which she doubted was in her current list of abilities.
| Lightningstorm | 23 Moons - WindClan Medicine Cat Flock Together [Tier 3] - Active | Mind Reader - Active | Dreamwalker - Inactive | Katty Krueger - Inactive
Satisfied with Daffodilpaw's condition, Lightningstorm began sorting through her herbs, Duckfeather's condition instantly taking center focus. While Hawkfur's leg was looking painful, those with difficulty breathing were taking her attention ever so slightly more. She couldn't help herself. Experience dictated that a breathing problem could turn deadly in an instant. The painful burns looked far more menacing, but smoke inhalation could have permanent consequences that an inexperienced cat would be unable to treat. Thankfully - or due to unfortunate prior events, depends on how one saw it - the medicine cat had plenty of experience when it came to cases like these, a matter than her apprentice brought up now as she looked for the perfect treatment for the injured - judging by her general, stiff stance - she-cat.
"Mmm? Oh. Been paying attention, haven't you? You are correct, juniper berries are all the rage when it comes to treating severe cases of lung scarring or issues brought upon by smoke inhalation... or other matters? I've had patients with breathing problems before that weren't smoke related, but the juniper berries seemed to work just fine as well. Those are good for multiple things, not just breathing. They work wonders for the stomach as well. My guess is that they relax the insides, sort of... like how chamomile soothes the mind? Although... getting ahead of myself there, aren't I? That's a lesson for another day," she purred in amusement as she found the feverfew and juniper berry she had been looking for.
"Coughing isn't always dire enough to need juniper berries, though. In fact, sometimes the juniper berry won't do a damn thing for your patient, and you are out a herb that is only available during a very specific season. Daffodilpaw's coughing sounded lighter. Less a dry, heaving cough and more so an irritated throat. She probably inhaled enough smoke to cause her some discomfort but nowhere near enough to damage her lungs. In that case, you want honey. Honey is good for a fair couple of things, a lot of them involving any kind of coughing that originates from the throat. It's also pretty good for energy, which is ace considering the coughing can do a number on you and leave you tired. Takes care of two things in one go there, then, dunnit? No more coughing, and you get a bit of a second wind!
It ain't without downside, though," she added as she padded towards Duckfeather, dropping a feverfew and a juniper berry in front of her, taking note of some excessive salivating that came from overheating before padding back swiftly for her honey water and offering that as well. "Here you go, love. Drink this. It's nice and sweet and will alleviate that throat of yours. After that I want you to eat this flower and berry while I check on you for any injuries and make sure those aren't causing you trouble no more."
"Where was I? Oh... yeah... The honey water!" Lightningstorm mewed, picking up her conversation with Rabbitpaw as she patiently waited for the molly to drink the honeyed water from the moss and eat the herbs she had brought along to help with her breathing and evidently overheated body. Thank the stars for Larkthroat's guidance on those feverfew. Who would have thought her latest fascination was even more useful than she had first thought?
"While honey is good for those coughing, ignoring how difficult it is to obtain for some cats, it's just thick, innit? Too thick to go down easily on someone who can barely breath due to how much coughing they are doing. So I mix it with water. I'm assuming the first cat to figure that out was trying to fix some crystalized honey in their stores without realizing what a good idea they'd had," she giggled, always in awe at the cats that had come before her and learned herbs she would probably have never stumbled upon as medicinal on her own.
She had so far to go to catch up to the far gone medicine cats. The ones not even stories seemed to remember. Understandably. Theirs was not a luxurious task. A heroic task. They were there to heal the ones that were seen as heroic. Nothing more, nothing less.
"Dandelion's a bit different. While useful for injuries and avoiding their infection, they are mostly used to numb the pain of specific injuries. That numbing agent isn't just on cuts, neither. You chew on one for any period of time, and your tongue's going to go so numb you'll have problem speaking. The numbness extends to the throat without having to swallow the leaves. Between the bitterness of the herbs and the numb throat though, I tend to prefer honey unless the throat ache is too severe... or I want the bloody arse to shut their trap for a few," Lightningstorm mewed, giggles escaping her once more as she offered Rabbitpaw a playful wink, letting him know she was kidding on that last threat. For the most part.
"How's it, Duckfeather? Anything particular hurts? Everything is a valid answer, but specifics help me find anything that needs swifter tending to," she mewed, lapis hues once more on her patient, assessing her stance as she took note of her paws. She would begin a full check-up as soon as the molly was done, already having an idea of at least one burn on her, but she preferred knowing where the warrior was most uncomfortable to have a guiding point to start with, especially with other patients waiting with just as much need of her attention now.
Name:
Dapplebreeze Gender & Pronouns:
Female | She/Her Rank:
Fury Lieutenant Injury Overview:
Scorched paw pads | Heat Exhaustion | Mild smoke damage to throat and lungs Live/Die/Desired Outcome:
Live Other:
Don't mind me making sure I remember what Dapplebreeze was avoiding the medicine cat for.
Paw pads throbbing as they scraped on the camp's arid soil, Dapplebreeze breathed with a mild level of ease for the first time once Hawkfur had been deposited inside the medicine cat's den by a private nest. She knew that the medicine cat had asked for everyone to stick outside so she could see their injuries better, but frankly she doubted there would be any problems seeing the tom's burns even inside her underground den. There was a small sense of urgency to her even as she coughed, desperately holding back a visible wince as she flinched from the action, her burnt paws taking more punishment as her throat suffered from the mild smoke damage she had taken in as well. While the fury respected and trusted the medicine cat, having had her own life saved by her once before, she couldn't help but feel a small bias towards Hawkfur's treatment coming before some of the others. A selfish notion, of course. One that she knew well stemmed from her fear of losing yet another family member to the flames. But there was nothing she could do about it other than close her eyes, ignore the pain, and wait.
The former queen, focused as she was on keeping her pain out of mind, of keeping the heat of the flames away from her as it stubbornly seemed to cling to her pelt - not wishing for the medicine cat to use any of her precious herbs on herself until the rest of her injured clanmates were tended to - missed his arrival. He spoke a singular word, but it caught her by surprise. She could usually sense him before he sat besides her, quiet as he usually was. Her nose must be more clogged up with smoke than she thought, and an attempt to take a deep breath ended in another small cough escaping her instead, forcing her to regain her composure as swiftly as possible. His gaze was studious, and she could only assume he was concerned in earnest. Batglare was not the type to waste his time with questioning another otherwise.
Opening her maw to speak, Dapplebreeze thought better about it, settling for a simple nod. She wished to elaborate. To talk about how worried she was for her darling bird's mate. For their deputy. For those whose breathing might be irrevocably damaged thanks to this horrendous event. To ask him the same question. To inspect him as thoroughly as he was inspecting her and fuss over his injuries if she found any.
But to open her mouth was dangerous just now. She might selfishly indulge instead in finally allowing the pain to win over, and her raw, charred pads would not be the end of her. This was nothing that time and rest wouldn't fix. Why... if she wasn't worried for Hawkfur's safety, she would no doubt be in the warriors' den already. Her lack of preventive measures taken were on no one but herself. She had chosen to prioritize the fire after her task in containing it had been done, refusing to run to the falls for a coat of water to protect herself. Her methods chosen to avoid any more flames bursting out and burning anyone else. Hawkfur had already been burned. Crowtooth had almost been the spark's victim. What if her little sapling had crumbled under the inferno next?
Dapplebreeze almost shuddered at the thought, knowing that if she were to be given the choice, she would do it all the same way again. If she had no regrets over her course of action, she could muster this pain for as long as it took to leave. And yet her need to ensure her current companion's well being tugged at her, no matter how much the act of moving - of doing anything, really - felt like talons piercing and searing the flesh from her pads, the throbbing seemingly never ending. Believing herself to be in enough control over her facial expressions after a moment of silence, she turned blue hues towards golden, tilting her head in query. It was a far cry from the questioning she would usually try and tone down for his sake, but it would have to suffice for now.
Re: Smothered in its Cradle [WindClan Event Mass Healing Thread]
Name: Leechscar
Gender & Pronouns: male, he/him
Rank: Fury
Injury Overview: First-degree burns on front paws, take up most of the pads and toe beans.
Live/Die/Desired Outcome: Live
Other: My bad, I meant to get this up sooner.
Mention: @Alchemist Kitsune
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Leechscar flinched as Batglare so graciously 'helped' him over to Badgerbait. Then he left him to go talk to his girlfriend! Leechscar would have bemoaned how he was left behind to sulk in pain all by his lonesome. But his roleplayer was tired and only making a quick post so he doesn't forget later.
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Re: Smothered in its Cradle [WindClan Event Mass Healing Thread]
Name:Vinepaw
Gender & Pronouns: Male He/Him
Rank: apprentice
Injury Overview: smoke inhalation
Live/Die/Desired Outcome: Live. Just send him on his way slight concern but nothing too much
Other: I’m so sorry for not getting to this sooner
Mention: @Alchemist Kitsune
Vinepaw padded over listening to Crowtooths order he sat near the edge of the cluster of cats not wanting to get in the way besides he wasn’t injured just a bit wheezy. Who would have thought a cat meant to dig a trench would have gotten smoke in his lungs oh well. He silently watched his friend work while taking small breaths. When it seemed to be his turn he padded over “I inhaled a bit of smoke anything you can do to help my breathing?”
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Re: Smothered in its Cradle [WindClan Event Mass Healing Thread]
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