ThunderClan Medicine Cat's Den

[kairosclerosis]

nettlepaw
dark grey cat with darker spots and tail; green eyes
13 moons - thunderclan - they/them
the collector, agatha kitty, kitty softpaws t2, ultimate predator

Nettlepaw limped into the medicine cat’s den, holding up their painful rear leg as they padded forward.
“Uhm.. Wolfhawk..? Hollowpaw..? I just.. did my assessment.. and I.. think I hurt.. myself.. while fighting. My ankle.. really hurts.” they mewed. They hoped they weren’t taking up any of the medicine cats’ time by coming in, but they knew this should probably get checked out.

@Beaan @Neptune.

[Streamtail]

Briarmask
♡ She/her, 28 moons, TC warrior ♡

Bri pads cautiously into the medicine den, peeking her head through the entrance. It's a little nerve wracking honestly, just a tad, especially with how Acorn's acting- illness has been going around lately. Whitecough, greencough, the plague. It hasn't been a great leafbare. The pale calico pads a little farther into the den, blue orbs searching for the medicine cats.

"Hello? W-Wolfhawk? H-Hollowpaw...? I've b-been feeling a-a l-l-lot of fatigue l-lately a-and," She takes a deep breath, her tail curling around her back leg, "A-and I've been getting h-headaches and I've been r-really dizzy."

She exhales a shuttering breath, partly from the boreal temperatures and partly from her nerves, she can't wait for newleaf. If she lives long enough to see it. She shakes off the thought. She really shouldn't think like that, her brain always takes things to such an extreme, it's just some nausea and weariness. No biggie. The small cat looks back at her mate, searching for comfort. She just... feels like being held right now. Mhm. She's feeling kinda sleepy too, nothing but her anxiety is keeping her from falling asleep on her paws right now. Does she need to be awake for them to examine her? She could just, lean on Acorn and... drift off... A lengthy yawn escapes her, punctuated by a squeak, leading tears to prick her crinkled eyes. The big nest they share sounds awfully nice right now.


@Luna16 | @Beaan | @Neptune.

[Luna16]

The brown tabby was true to his word. Almost right after the meeting, Acornfall pleaded with Bri to see the medics, and he was glad he had. Here she was, leaning against him, and nearly asleep on her paws. He nudged her head gently as she yawned, he’d find the little squeak at the end unbearably cute if he wasn’t so worried for her. “Stay awake sweetie, then you can rest.” He murmured, barely able to keep his deep concern from his voice.

@Streamtail - Briarmask | @Beaan - Wolfhawk | @Neptune. - Hollowpaw

[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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161/200
9 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

Whitecough... that was the less deadly one, right? The herb for that waasss....... catmint! They don't have that! They don't have anything!

"If it is whitecough, we don't exactly have the catmint for that. Doesn't grow in leafbare. What do I do instead? There's gotta be something else that helps?" It's frustrating, not knowing what to do. But that's what happens when you have an out of commission medicine cat and a half trained apprentice.

[ @Beaan ]

[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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162/200
9 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

Uuuuggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh another stupid hurt ankle!! This was, like, the second in as many moons. As Nettlepaw approaches where Hollowpaw is sitting near Wolfhawk, pouring over some of their herbs and debating just how much longer he could keep some of the more perishable ones (most of the moss was fine... except for a small bit that was definately too brown and brittle to be useful anymore... but getting rid of it would decrease their stores and with already so little it didn't sit well with him).

"Move it," he instructs with a glare and an irritated flick of his ear. "How much pressure can you put on it before you're crying like a little kit?" He knows that he should probably feel the joint to make sure it's not broken, but Wolfhawk can do that. Hollowpaw doesn't want to touch that cat - nothing against Nettlepaw, but if Hollowpaw has to touch another cat today he's going to scream. Stars, his skin is crawling just thinking about it! So he fixes Wolfhawk with a look that says 'I don't want to entertain this right now' and puts the moss he'd been looking through away again. If Nettlepaw could limp their way into the medicine den without breaking down into tears, there probably wasn't a break to worry about.

[ @Beaan || @kairosclerosis ]

[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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163/200
9 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

The meeting had barely ended, and Hollowpaw had barely found himself seated in his nest, ready to groom his pelt and maybe take a nap, but there's no napping happening today seeing as there's already two cats making themselves at home here. Or... maybe not really making themselves at home, but they were in the den and ruining Hollowpaw's plans to nap so boo.

Briarmask is quickly followed by Acornfall, and after explaining her situation a bit, she basically uses the tom as a crutch to keep herself upright. Fatigue indeed. That isn't something Hollowpaw knows how to treat, though, nor is dizziness or headaches - the most he can do for a headache is poppy but that's not something he has access to at the moment.

"Uh," he says eloquently, looking around for Wolfhawk and then glancing back to the pair. There's a faint... smell about Briarmask, one he recognizes, but the other symptoms are inconsistent from what Wolfhive had taught him and Wolfhawk, so he wants a second opinion before he says anything.

[ @Beaan || @Luna16 || @Streamtail ]

[kairosclerosis]

nettlepaw
dark grey cat with darker spots and tail; green eyes
13 moons - thunderclan - they/them
the collector, agatha kitty, kitty softpaws t2, ultimate predator

Nettlepaw stammered. Oh stars, hopefully this wouldn’t be too major. But Hollowpaw’s way of describing their pain seemed funny. Crying like a kit? Well, there was only one way of showing Hollowpaw how bad it hurt.
“Uhm.. well.. when it.. touches the.. ground.. this much..” Nettlepaw slowly placed their injured ankle onto the ground, firmly planting it on the floor. A surge of pain rushed through their leg, causing them to wince and pull their paw back up. “Yup- ow.. that’s as much.. as I.. can put it.. down. Until it.. hurts, at least.” they mewed.

@Neptune. @Beaan

[Beaan]

- Wolfhawk -
- He/They - 11 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
Wolf is not out as demi yet !!

Curse leafbare. The brown tom thought for a moment before speaking. "If its too hard to find catmint... we could always look for tansy. not ideal but it cures whitecough nevertheless," he suggested, his voice hoarse. "can also help with cats recovering from greencough n can be used for other stuff such as soothing sore throats and wretched legs, curing wounds and extracting poisions and-" cue coughing fit "-preventing greencough. can also hide a cat's scent by rubbin it on their pelt, but don't feed it to queens who are expectin kits," wolfhawk said, figuring hollows should know the uses of tansy since they didn't know it. "youd... eat it in small doses, n crush it into a poultice to apply to wretched legs." So there was a mini-herb lesson for the medicine cat apprentice.

"If we could-" cue another coughing fit. giving a lesson on the uses of tansy did not help him that much. "get one or two cats to head out n find some, that could work," the tripod medicine cat suggested, tilting their head to the side.

[ @Neptune. ]

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The brown medic had been laying down in his nest, watching as the younger tom sorted out herbs before nettlepaw came in complaining about their paw. Wolfhawk flashed them a frown. He absolutely hated cats complaining about the smallest ache in their paw, meanwhile they had to live without one. If there was a competition for who had the most paw pain, wolf was the clear winner. Oh and mind the fact that his brain tricks him into thinking his leg was still there (when it CLEARLY WAS NOT), and causing him to fall on numerous occasions.

The brown cat held back his laughter as hollowpaw spoke to the older cat. Once the younger cat shot him a look however, the medicine cat got up and hobbled over. They watched as nettlepaw put pressure on their paw before being hit with pain. "first off, how did ya hurt it. Second of all, its probably a sprain. could be worse, but thankfully not. Bad news is we barley got any herbs ta help," the younger tom said bluntly, flicking an ear.

Wolfhawk's mind flashed back to springs lesson (stars how did he even remember all of that stuff??), and remembered a bit of her advice. "Don't use that paw for uh.. two sunrises I think it is. Would've made a poultice but we don't have any herbs thanks to this hellish cold weather lately," they said in a slight growl. He needed to send out herb patrols sooner rather than later. "You got any ideas, Hollows?" the medicine cat asked, turning his head to his co-medic.

[ @kairosclerosis @/Neptune. ]

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sheesh. the molly didn't look that good. Wolfhawk hobbled out of his nest and over to the three cats, turning his head to hollowpaw. Had... had they gotten smaller? They swore they had been about the same height, but oh well (spoiler alert: wolfhawk had a growth spurt and was slowly becoming a giant). The tripod had no idea about the dizziness, but the fatigue combined with the faint smell that he had smelt time and time again gave him an idea of her problem. "I have a hunch," he said after a moment of silence. Wolfhawk turned to face hollowpaw and whispered, "high chance she's expectin kits. The smell and fatigue give it away. We could also feel her belly to see, do ya know how ta do that? What are yer thoughts tho?" he asked, adjusting his three paws so hes not on the verge of toppling over (he has done that many times before, sadly. Curse that STUPID TREE!!!)

[ @Luna16 @Streamtail @/Neptune. ]

[kairosclerosis]

nettlepaw
dark grey cat with darker spots and tail; green eyes
13 moons - thunderclan - they/them
the collector, agatha kitty, kitty softpaws t2, ultimate predator

Nettlepaw felt their pelt grow hot when Wolfhawk came over. They hadn’t even noticed his frown but the sheer awkwardness of this was insane to them. They looked away nervously once the medicine cat mentioned a lack of herbs. “Oh, it’s.. it’s no.. problem. I’ll be.. fine without.. any herbs. Probably. I.. think.” they mumbled.

It only really hurt when they put their paw down, so it’d be fine. It wasn’t very swollen either. It was fine. Definitely. Absolutely. Two sunrises of not using it? That was fine. Nettlepaw could deal with that. Then Nettlepaw realised Wolfhawk had asked how they’d hurt it.
“I was.. fighting during my.. assessment. I jumped.. too hard and.. hurt my.. ankle.” they explained quickly (well, as quickly as they could with their delayed speech) before returning to silence.

@Beaan @Neptune.

[Streamtail]

Briarmask
♡ She/her, 28 moons, TC warrior ♡

The pale calico glances at the two medicine cats through half-lidded eyes, another yawn escaping her. Did they really have to come right after the meeting? She's sleepy... Bri nuzzles into her mate's fur, at least she's warm. She can't really make out most of what the medics are saying through the fog over her mind that insists on lulling her to sleep, but she makes out at least one word. Kits. Huh, why're they saying that? Is there a kit in the den? She looks around slowly, not seeing any children. How peculiar.

Kits. Bri you're pregnant, snap out of it!

Oh. That thought was sure- eh? Wait what? The molly blinks, maw agape at the realization. Is she... going to have kits? Really? She cranes her neck to check her belly, but it doesn't look super pregnant... oh wait. It definitely does now that she really thinks about it. She just thought she was gaining some weight because she stopped skipping meals. Before she met Acorn there were quite a few times she skipped out on meals on account of her social anxiety. So... that wasn't normal. Noted. Okay, so the only reason she isn't running around the den in a panic is because she doesn't think she could make herself move at anything more than a snail's pace if she tried. Walking here was exhausting all on its own. Would people be concerned if she were to faint? Probably. She really shouldn't do that- and if she really is pregnant and didn't mishear, that wouldn't be good for the kits either. She's imagined the scenario before, but she's always thought it would be so much farther off that she's never really thought that it could happen to her so soon, she's not mentally prepared. Not at all. How is she supposed to calm down in this situation? Thinking about what her children might look like? Names? How many...? Stars, hopefully a manageable amount. She looks up to her mate, studying his eyes intently. Hopefully she gets a child with his eyes. His adorable laugh too, actually, better yet a mini copy of him. A small smile surfaces at the thought, please let her have a mini Acorn.


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