- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 8 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Wolfpaw's tail thumped on the ground as he lay in his nest. There hasn't been a new sick cat for a bit... But hollows was sick now. He turned his head to face the den entrance as a voice called out his name. He groaned as he got up, hobbling over to the entrence. "Treetiger," he spoke, seeing the molly in the den entry. "Come in, don't just stand there!" he muttered, gesturing with a paw for her to come in. "What's goin on with ya?"
Treetiger strolled into the den a little further, choosing not to hide the limp in her leg as she approached the spot Wolfpaw gestured and sitting down before him. "Sorry to be a bother, so sorry," the warrior began, lifting her foreleg up to show him the bleeding gasp across it. "I suppose I slept on a thorn and it tore my leg."
That was blatant lie, but surely, she couldn't tell the medicine cat what had really happened, right? Be quiet. Her gaze would avoid his as she dealt with her inner turmoil. But he can help... he can understa- NO. Slowly, she'd lift her gaze to her leg and shut off any emotion that dared display on her face.
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 ]
- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 8 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
It was weird without hollows in the den. It just made the medicine den all the more creepy for the tripod medic. He lifted his head to see dogchase stagger in. Instantly, Wolfpaw got to his paws and rushed over to the warrior. "The hell happened to ya?" he hissed, scanning the cat for injuries before spotting two gashes on each their side. Quickly, wolfpaw made his way to the storage, grabbing two cobwebs before hurrying back. He put a cobweb over each gash, hopefully stopping the bleeding. "should stop the bleedin for a bit. anything else that hurts?" he asked the warrior.
x ghostie is haunting this signature
Bean's favorite staff member Lillian was here
lio sneezed here (achoo)
you see crude graffiti... it spells "velli wuz here"
Rose caught the sickness (oh dear)
fenrir stares at rose with a spray bottle of water in hand
My Soul is in @/Ian's basement with some ice cream
- Wolfpaw -
- He/Him - 8 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
It was weird without hollows in the den. It just made the medicine den all the more creepy for the tripod medic. He lifted his head to see dogchase stagger in. Instantly, Wolfpaw got to his paws and rushed over to the warrior. "The hell happened to ya?" he hissed, scanning the cat for injuries before spotting two gashes on each their side. Quickly, wolfpaw made his way to the storage, grabbing two cobwebs before hurrying back. He put a cobweb over each gash, hopefully stopping the bleeding. "should stop the bleedin for a bit. anything else that hurts?" he asked the warrior.
[ Apologies for the delay !! ]
[Header by Marigoldwhisper]
Dogchase
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Through his groggy mind he could make out Wolfpaw saying something to him. Summoning all his effort Dogchase scrapped together his wits and muttered out, "Owl," through a graveling voice. After that the young medicine cat's scurrying was reduced to background noise as he closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. The splitting pain in his head had only seemed to worsen since the battle had ended. Good Starclan that bird hit hard. One green slitted eye, peeked out at Wolfpaw as he asked his question. "Yeah. My head is killing me." He hissed through gritting teeth. His usually barbed tone was even less blunted now that he had to navigate through pain. The brown warrior could only hope Wolfpaw wouldn't take it too personally.
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"when I'm big and strong, I'm going to be the best leader ever! or...was it the best warrior? yeah! i'll be the best of whatever I am!"
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Hollykit of Thunderclan
5 moons old
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☾☽☾☽✿❀✿ Hollykit padded inside the medicine cat den, the smell of herbs making her wonder why the big cats even liked it, she sniffed around as she tried her best to sneak around, finding the smelly source, she sniffed it and tried to put together what in starclans word it was...green...ish...she licked it and regretted it, pulling her head back and looking around. yucky...was her first thought...but it smelled so good...the taste was evil..ugh..✿❀✿☾☽☾☽
Once her outing with Beetlepaw was finished, Bumblestar made her way straight to the medicine den. Getting out of camp had helped her reign in her emotions somewhat, so hopefully this conversation would go smoother than it would have if she'd tried to have it right after the meeting.
"Wolfpaw." She cast the trickling stream a glance as she stepped over it. "Need to talk to you about that dream you had."
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