Midnightclaw poked her head into the medicine den and then quickly padded inside. "Silentpaw? I was told to come see you," she meows, wincing slightly in pain. She approached the apprentice carefully.
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Midnightclaw poked her head into the medicine den and then quickly padded inside. "Silentpaw? I was told to come see you," she meows, wincing slightly in pain. She approached the apprentice carefully.
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Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with heather blue eyes and a short fluffy tail. He usually has multiple herbs neatly tucked inside his fur.
He/Him | 11 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Medicine Cat Apprentice | Silent, emotionless, and anti-social.
[ #SilentMCA ]
The sharp scent of blood greeted his senses when Midnightclaw walked in, and Silentpaw couldn't help a small grimace. There was an unmistakable scent of a rogue cat as well, which sort of ticked him off. The medic apprentice swivelled from his spot in the den, glancing over Midnightclaw and their injuries. From just the quick glance alone, it didn't seem life-threatening, given the warrior was still conscious, coherent, and walking around.
"What happened?" He murmured a question, disappearing into the storage before emerging with a couple funny plants. He pressed a paw against Midnightclaw's shoulder, motioning for them to lay down on the mossy nest. "Still." Why did he have to be the one doing this? Where even was Sleepysunrise? Sigh.
The blood was washed off with a soaked moss, and though he'd done it before, it didn't make it any less revolting. But he couldn't keep complaining about blood forever. These wounds should probably be treated, Silentpaw. Just a suggestion.
Chervil leaves. Chervil to prevent infection. That's what Sleepysunrise had told him. And a poppy seed or two to dull the pain. The multicoloured apprentice nudged a small poppy seed at Midnightclaw, urging the warrior to eat it before chewing up the leaves, the strange taste of herbs not bothering him in the slightest.
"Better?" He pulled away once the chewed up leaves were applied to the wounds, once again giving the now treated wounds a brief glance over. "Let me know should complications arise. Careful."
[ -1 chervil leaf, -1 moss, -1 poppy seed ]
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Last edited by Star; April 30th, 2025 at 06:06 PM.
Midnightclaw
Shadowclan Warrior ☙ 20 moons ☙ They/Her "The dark times are as valuable as the light." Tag: @Star ; Silentpaw
Midnight laid as instructed, her wounds sting to the touch. "Wild rough attack," they murmured with a slight angry hiss. "It only attacked me, no one else from my patrol," she paused as Silentpaw pressed the moss into her fur. "Thanks, I will." The warrior sighed.
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Silentbreeze is one of Lavenderclan's Guardians. Mention me if she is needed.
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Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with heather blue eyes and a short fluffy tail. He usually has multiple herbs neatly tucked inside his fur.
He/Him | 11 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Medicine Cat Apprentice | Silent, emotionless, and anti-social.
[ #SilentMCA ]
He was up before Sleepysunrise had decided to kick him. How could he not? Cats were screaming, he would be lying if he said he wasn't startled. He was. Something must have happened, judging by the frantic yells. He wished it'd stop already. Too loud. Way too loud for a den this size. He followed Sleepysunrise out of the space in the den where the medics rested, face twisting into a scowl before he made an effort to fix it. He was able to quickly assess the situation. Obviously, not a good time for anyone here. Lavender was quickly removed from the storage and shoved it at Coyoteblossom's face when Sleepysunrise shoved him away.
"Breathe." He instructed, expression stony, though his eyes held a hint of empathy. Losing a child never seemed like a pleasant experience. At least to others. He didn't think Clovepool would give a rat's ass if he died.
He didn't move to look at Kinkkit. He didn't want need to. He knew what happened. He didn't need to look. His heart beat just a bit faster, which he, for the record, didn't like at all. Unnecessary. He barely knew the kit. He barely knew anyone, for that matter.
But it's still a kit. It's still a Clanmate. It's still an innocent life lost.
Coyoteblossom ♠ He / They ♠ Shadowclan warrior ♠ 17+ moons
With Coy's size he wasn't moved too much by the medicine cat's shove, but he knew better than to stand in the way. He watched carefully over Sleepysunrise's shoulder. He knew. He knew there was no chance, she was gone... wasn't she? The warrior sucked a sharp breath in through his teeth, his gaze shifting from Sleepy to Silentpaw as he approached. His whisker's twitched as the lavender was shoved in his face, a hint of confusion flickered in his gaze.
He'd been breathing the whole time, though shallowly. He hadn't even noticed, it took a moment for him to both catch, then keep his breathing steady. He took a deep breath, he barely heard Sleepysunrise's words as she spoke, his focus was on his daughter alone.
"She- she woke up and said-" he furrowed his brows, it wasn't relevant what she said, so he reworded his sentence "She woke up, we were talking then she just-" His breath caught in his throat "stopped" He murmured, trying to remain calm in this moment.
ׂ╰┈➤ Sleepysunrise ✘ Shc Medicine Cat ←
☽ She/Her, 14 Moons ✧.* Petite dark semi-long-furred feline with white tufts across her body, white freckles and piercing blue eyes ☾
Shadow Fiend * CALL ME MONSTER * Silk Spinner * Purrk
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The world was drowned out around her as she held the little body between her paws, limp and rapidly losing warmth. And for the first time as a healer, she didn't know what to do. She truly didn't know what to do. Her eyes turned in the direction of Silentpaw and Coyoteblossom, but she didn't register the scene before her. Only that they lost a stalk of lavender now and for what? But it was a fleeting thought. The body dropped from her paws, and Sleepysunrise regarded it from a small distance. She was immobile for far too long, ears twitching and eyes shaking, mouth moving without making a sound. She was dead. The kit was dead.
Sleepysunrise abruptly stepped away from the body, swallowing and never removing her gaze from it, mind running. "Get it out of here. Go bury it. Now."
She ordered, her voice growing stern; she pulled her gaze away from Kinkkit only for a moment to glance at Silentpaw, the order given to the young medic (and whomever he found to burry the body with, but that wasn't on her mind right now). She had to report this to Miss Grandmama. She needed Miss Grandmama. She needed him. The visitor of her mind. She needed to be grounded.
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[ apologies for the delay, I didn't realise it was my turn! ]
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Sleepysunrise is ShadowClan's current Medicine Cat.
She has a Semi-Closed den policy.
rookfire payed sleepysunrises nickname little mind, only really perking up in question as the medicine cat asked if owlthroat wasnt scared she'd kill him. sure he was curious but admittedly not really bothered enough to put himself out there by asking her directly. he'd find out in due time.
recalling the past moons, he couldnt really place any specific events that would earn a comment like that.
the newly reinstated enforcers striped tail flicked and he averted his eyes in order to tend to his own wounds. he wouldnt say, but sleepysunrise leaving him to treat his own wounds was nice. sort of like maintaining some sort of honour, whatever that was worth. "i suppose" he replied dismissively at owlthroats question. "ive dealt with worse"
he twisted around with his claws in the moss, balancing on his other foreleg in order to press the plant to the sluggishly bleeding wound. rook barely managed to stifle the hiss escaping his maw as he brushed mud out of the deep gashes, rough moss fibres scratching at the wound with a familiar burn. it wouldnt take much to actually stop the bleeding, the sheer amount of dirt obscuring the injury however...
after a moment, he retracted his claws, dropping the moss to the ground before carrying it over to the shallow stream splitting the medicine den in half. he submerged it, washing away half dried bits of mud and skipping the usual step of squeezing moisture out in order to use it to clean the wound. water on flesh hurt, it always did, no surprises here, but as he repeated the progress he sort of began to despise to slick soil the usually hard packed camp grounds had turned into as the snow melted.
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Patched tortoiseshell tabby tom with heather blue eyes and a short fluffy tail. He usually has multiple herbs neatly tucked inside his fur.
He/Him | 12 Moons| + every 1st | ShadowClan Medicine Cat Apprentice | Silent, emotionless, and anti-social.
[ #SilentMCA ]
Gasping and sucking in a deep breath, Silentpaw jumped from his nest, soft blue eyes blown wide with what one could identify as raw panic. His gaze darted around the dim den frantically, and his claws dug into his nest. He was shaking. He felt numb, but he was sure he was shaking. Oh, he was definitely shaking.
Fire/bloom.
... He killed her.
He killed her, hadn't he?
He screwed up majorly.
Now all he could see when he looked down at his paws was the flashing of a horrid scarlet staining his claws. Or was that real, and not just an illusion? He couldn't tell anymore. After haphazardly licking his claws clean from either the real thing or an illusion, Silentpaw practically bolted out of the medicine den. Her name repeated over and over and over and over again in his mind. He wanted to silence it. But it would not shut up.
((Lmao.))
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He sat patiently, allowing Sleepysunrise to work in silence. Slytiger knew he wasn't in a position to press, so he didn't. Only actions would fix his relationship with Dawnstar, which he'll prove to her as soon as he's healed. And probably with less than his whole tail, if Sleepysunrise's comment question was anything to go by.
"No, it hurts. I'd like to keep what I can if possible, but not at the risk of my health."
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