ShadowClan Medicine Cat's Den

[SuspiciousMindz]

[Hawkbite]
Enforcer Commander
Shadow Fiend | Agatha Kitty | Kitty Softpaws

Hawkbite padded towards the Medicine Cat Den, kitten in tow. He'd settled on Fishkit for them, hopefully that wasn't too ridiculous. The thing flopped around as graceful as a fish out of water. The faint scent of water -- probably from the marsh -- was what triggered the idea though.

Once at the entrance of the den, the Commander would set the kitten down and take a seat, keeping the tiny creature between his paws in a guarded manner. "Mossfreckle. Dawnstar sent me to get this kitten checked out. Just need to make sure it seems healthy enough before it goes to the nursery for care," Hawkbite spoke, waiting for the lanky tom to make his appearance.

@ellie - Mossfreckle | @Spider. - Fishkit

[anika]

PONDPAW
SILVER TONGUE
MIND READER
KITTY SOFTPAWS

Pondpaw lowered her head and lapped up the poppy seed(s), wrapping her tail around her paws once Mossfreckle had finished on her leg.

“Thank you, Mossfreckle. I’m sorry if I bothered you. Tuftedtusk and I were a little too rough during training, is all,” The young she-cat murmured, settling down onto her belly, burying her forepaws beneath her chest. “We’ll be careful next time, I promise.”

{ @ellie // @Aroogi // @Mica - Mistle Mention }

[redshiftreign]

Originally Posted by ---Bluestar---

Wildkit walked in with Mosquitokit and Bloomingblaze with her paws bleeding. @nyme @redshiftreign @IDIOTICBEAN101

GROUSEPAW
THE TRAILBLAZER
SILVER TONGUE - JUST A SCRATCH - BURN, BABY, BURN
"fire up your brain. remind you inside your rioting, society is slipping."

grousepaw was finding himself inside the medicine den more and more with each passing sunrise. this discomfort of the new location and new mentor had begun to wear out, not unlike the smell of a new car. and slowly, he grew more comfortable finding himself spending a good half of the day inside the den, especially when he was needed to tend to herb stores or watch for paitents. right now was neither- he was just checking in, maybe a little anxiously, to make sure that he wasn't needed.

right on time, too, for as he surveyed the den, a kit came bumbling in with another kit and a warrior in tow. the anarchistic healer turned his firey gaze to the small convoy and trotted over after snatching up a cobweb and marigold from the stores and a bit of damp moss from the rivulet in the , his fur moving slightly in the breeze that moved through the den. his pelt was thickening and fluffing up more with each passing moon into something fuller, more adult. like a lion, he supposed. from what it looked like, with that blood, he bet it was a paw pad injury. and with both paws, it was probably thorns.

"heya kitto." he greeted, already chewing the marigold and sitting down a tail or so ahead of the kit. "ouch, that looks like it hurts. i'mma help you out, but it's gonna sting for a second."

he carefully raised her paw with one of his own and hooked his claw around the flared base of the thorn, pulling it out in one swift motion. he gently dabbed the moss onto the wound to clean out any dirt, then smoothed marigold and cobweb over the wound to stop infection and bleeding. moving to the other paw, he did the same thing to the other paw, and once all the thorns were tended to and the bleeding was stifled, he sat back. "there, how's that?"

[grousepaw used 1 marigold, 1 moss, 1 cobweb]

[nyme]

AIN'T NO WAY FOR A BOY TO BE

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✧ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

MOSQUITOKIT . 3 MOONS . HE/HIM . SHADOWCLAN

Mosquitokit hovers at the mouth of the den, a wide-eyed shadow looking on as Wildkit has her paws seen to. His sigh of relief is audible. Thank goodness. It's all over and done with so quickly that he just can't, for the life of him, see why his friend had been so reluctant to come here—but, then, Mosquitokit's got no right puzzling over other cats' irrational worries. He looks up at Bloomingblaze and then pans that copper stare over to Grousepaw.

"Umthankyouguysforhelping." He says it like it's being squeezed out of him, but there's real gratitude there. It's tucked right under the fraught nerves that have his mouth moving lightspeed. Mosquitokit glances at Wildkit, then, craning to try and peek at her newly bandaged paws from back where he's posted himself by the curtain of lichen at the den's entrance.

"How's your feet now, Wildkit?"

@---Bluestar--- ; WILDKIT
@IDIOTICBEAN101 ; BLOOMINGBLAZE
@redshiftreign ; GROUSEPAW

[FadingWhispers]

Originally Posted by redshiftreign

GROUSEPAW
THE TRAILBLAZER
SILVER TONGUE - JUST A SCRATCH - BURN, BABY, BURN
"fire up your brain. remind you inside your rioting, society is slipping."

grousepaw was finding himself inside the medicine den more and more with each passing sunrise. this discomfort of the new location and new mentor had begun to wear out, not unlike the smell of a new car. and slowly, he grew more comfortable finding himself spending a good half of the day inside the den, especially when he was needed to tend to herb stores or watch for paitents. right now was neither- he was just checking in, maybe a little anxiously, to make sure that he wasn't needed.

right on time, too, for as he surveyed the den, a kit came bumbling in with another kit and a warrior in tow. the anarchistic healer turned his firey gaze to the small convoy and trotted over after snatching up a cobweb and marigold from the stores and a bit of damp moss from the rivulet in the , his fur moving slightly in the breeze that moved through the den. his pelt was thickening and fluffing up more with each passing moon into something fuller, more adult. like a lion, he supposed. from what it looked like, with that blood, he bet it was a paw pad injury. and with both paws, it was probably thorns.

"heya kitto." he greeted, already chewing the marigold and sitting down a tail or so ahead of the kit. "ouch, that looks like it hurts. i'mma help you out, but it's gonna sting for a second."

he carefully raised her paw with one of his own and hooked his claw around the flared base of the thorn, pulling it out in one swift motion. he gently dabbed the moss onto the wound to clean out any dirt, then smoothed marigold and cobweb over the wound to stop infection and bleeding. moving to the other paw, he did the same thing to the other paw, and once all the thorns were tended to and the bleeding was stifled, he sat back. "there, how's that?"

[grousepaw used 1 marigold, 1 moss, 1 cobweb]

"Ow" Wildkit mewed at the sting."Its better now thanks!"
(sorry for the late response I was at my moms house this weekend)

[FadingWhispers]

Originally Posted by nyme

AIN'T NO WAY FOR A BOY TO BE

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✧ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

MOSQUITOKIT . 3 MOONS . HE/HIM . SHADOWCLAN

Mosquitokit hovers at the mouth of the den, a wide-eyed shadow looking on as Wildkit has her paws seen to. His sigh of relief is audible. Thank goodness. It's all over and done with so quickly that he just can't, for the life of him, see why his friend had been so reluctant to come here—but, then, Mosquitokit's got no right puzzling over other cats' irrational worries. He looks up at Bloomingblaze and then pans that copper stare over to Grousepaw.

"Umthankyouguysforhelping." He says it like it's being squeezed out of him, but there's real gratitude there. It's tucked right under the fraught nerves that have his mouth moving lightspeed. Mosquitokit glances at Wildkit, then, craning to try and peek at her newly bandaged paws from back where he's posted himself by the curtain of lichen at the den's entrance.

"How's your feet now, Wildkit?"

@---Bluestar--- ; WILDKIT
@IDIOTICBEAN101 ; BLOOMINGBLAZE
@redshiftreign ; GROUSEPAW

"They sting a lot!" she mewed.
(sorry for the late response I was at my moms house this weekend)

[elio]

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡
ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The High Priestess ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

❀⊱ { - 2 moss // - 1 boneset // - 1 elder flower // - 0.2 honeycomb } ⊰❀

❦ The soft thud of white tipped paws landing on the hard packed earth as the lanky medicine cat leaped over the rivulet that cascaded down the cracked and creviced wall and tumbled into the starting did a small but meandering stream was the sole sound that echoed through the burrow of stoney soil and roots, the humming silence of a hot newleaf day slowly edging its way to summer was only interrupted by the snivelling and weak coughs that came for the minuscule kit that bumbled between the tabbied enforcer commanders large front paws and with a nod of his oriental shaped head Mossfreckle set the herbs he had preemptively selected after a quick medical gaze to assertion a brief but thorough understanding of the kits ailments before he made his way form the belly to the mouth of his den with graceful haste. White twinged corners twitched up to confront his face with a momentary grimace of distaste as he took in Fishkit, his starry mind was reeling at the idea of leaving the future at the mercy of a cruel mother, to fate which bore them all in a danse macabre between sick fascination and deadly games - it was no one’s fault but the one who left the little one but the herbalist couldby help but pity the poor thing as he turned to address the larger tom in respectful tones as he moved forward to shuffle the kit from between Hawkbite’s paws, ”Thank you Hawkbite, they seem well enough but I don’t like the way the way they breathy, it’s laboured and their snivelling with a cold and at the moment I cannot tell if it’s simply just the wear of a long day and a lack of care or something more serious…” this was all too familiar…”That all being said, I would like to keep them in the medicine den with me for a while - a quarantine - so as to avoid infecting those who reside in the nursery. Please grab a queen though to nurse Fishkit, they look in need of a good meal… find someone who doesn’t mind staying, it’s a moot point to quarantine if the queen will just carry the disease back and forth, the case doesn’t seem bad enough to really affect anyone but the young who are more susceptible but I don’t want to risk an outbreak because of something easily fixable in hindsight,” a long medical spiel to simply say that Fishkit was staying but probably fine… call him hyper conscious… but it was better safe than sorry. Grousepaw had made his way to sit at the spotted tabbies side, his leg sprawled out on one side in a casual yet characteristic stance, Boneset is a bushy plant with varying heights but its oftentimes on the taller side, its leaves are long ovals that come to a point and have slight serration. Most characteristically though, at the top of the stems is a cluster of small, thin, white spiked flowered that branch out in an almost inverted conical manner. It is eaten to treat colds and the early onset stages of lung infections like white cough and green cough,” the tom spoke absentmindedly in disconnected tones as he went to gather a damp ball of moss to tidy the kit up, the knowledge was instilled deeply with the annals of his mind, it was second nature and took little effort to recall and recite the descriptions and uses - anyway, the eclectically patterned tom soon gained a visual as Mossfreckle pointed with a peteite paw to the puffed flowers as he passed.

❦ Fishkit resided now between the healers white tipped paws as he gently wiped Awh the few weeks of grim the almost newly born kit had acquired, quick rubbing paw movements followed the gentle, cold strokes of the stream damp moss that washed away the mud and earth that had made a home on the little one’s pelt, his paws replacing the moss every other moment to assure her temperature remained normal and the cold didn’t spike the fever she seemed to be on the brink of at the moment. Chunking the moss into the rivulet which would carry it forward and out of the den and soon out and away form the camp, the lanky feline began to knead together the Boneset and elder flowers as his mossy hues flitted to settle within fiery ambers to address his apprentice while his paws work diligently below him, ”Elder flowers are used to help alleviate congestion and fever, soothe aches, and stimulate appetite - a useful herb overall to treat colds - Lostspark said that Elmshadow said to combine Boneset and Elderflowers which is what I’m going to do now - he hadn’t tried it but I trust the judgement of the two. In appearance it is similar flower wise to the Boneset but it is a much taller bush - admit tree like - and has broader deeply verdant almost dark purple twinged leaves,” finished with his second lesson and the muddling of the two herbs into a manageable paste - a quick taste had him slipping off to gather honey and another water soaked ball of moss which he then coated with the herbs and a drizzle of honey to make a sweet drink that was more palatable for the molly, ”Here you are you floppy little fish,” he cooed to the little one in chipper tones, a truthful action but a ploy to get the herbs down nonetheless, ”You are going to stay with me for a bit but I promise someone will be coming for you in a bit, I am sure you are hungry - but this will be a yummy drink while you wait, it will make you feel better too.” Mouthed words told Hawkbite to keep an eye on the kitto for a moment as the oriental’s feathery tail twitched in a directional movement for Grousepaw to follow him with the den, ”Honeycomb comes from beehives and the golden liquid - honey, as you know - can be used to coat and soothe aching and sore throats as well as be added to oral herbal mixtures to sweeten them, in a pinch it can also be used as a mild antiseptic when marigold and cobwebs aren’t an option but I see few times that will ever be the case as it’s easier to gather those two than honey,” paws shuffled up extra herbs in their organised crevices as he spoke, eyes flitting to vivid star shaped sunny star shaped flowers that grew within the den alongside a decent stockade, ”Blazing star is a rarer herb and can be used to treat the onsets of unknown diseases, it is very recognisable by its almost star burst apprentice and vivid canary hues,” the tom lectures briefly as he picked his way back to were the enforcer stood with his dark hued eyes fixated on the little one as directed.

❦ Gingerly, caines found their way to Fishkit’s scruff as Mossfreckle picked the kit from the earthen floor and carried her to a downy and moss nest as she flopped ungracefully against his chest as she dangled, with utmost care the tom tucked the molly up - fluffy moss here and there until she appeared warm and snuggly within her nest. Flitting to the lichen shrouded mouth of his burrow the freckled healer curled up a bit away form the kit and waited for the requested queen to make her way through the curtains, a precaution but a necessary one… Shadowclan always came first… over any singular feline and over himself most of all, it wasn’t as if he wanted to isolate Fishkit by any means but the situation called for cation and the secondary solution wasn’t one he was or would ever me comfortable taking - the kit was sick and while they may be utterly uncontagious a few days of quarantine for one was better for the greater good than simply letting the kit enter the nursery and infect the current young inhabitants whom resided there already.

{ @Spider ~ Fishkit // enjoy Moss time /w\ she will be quarantined at your discretion, just ease the symptoms when you no longer want her there, since it’s an needed characteristic decision and not critically necessity to the rp guidelines } { @SuspiciousMindz ~ Hawkbite } { @redshiftreign ~ four herbs for you o7 // also we will be doing honey in 0.2s from now on }

[DazzelHummr]

Dandelionshade || she/her || 23 moons

She makes a drowsy walk towards the medicine den, peeking in the entrance curiously. Her mouth felt dried up enough to start coughing loudly. Dandelionshade would stay outside until she'd stop coughing, and try to ask for a check up with the medicine cats there. "Hello? Mossfreckle, Grousepaw, is anyone there,?" She'd ask.
Hopefully didn't say that too loudly or so, since there were few cats in the den. The eyes of hers blink slowly as she waits outside. All while holding the feeling of coughing once more, and wipe away wet drips coming from her nose. Dandelionshade would sit down at the moment, breathing slowly.

@ellie - Mossfreckle
@redshiftreign - Grousepaw

[Blaaze]

◇ Flashpaw
◇ The Lost Melody ◇
Purrks: The Collector || Fast Learner
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The walk from Dawning Woods was slow and grueling. Assistance from Mistlewhisker was appreciated, and her respect for the dark deputy had only grown on the way to camp. By the time the had reached the medicine den, the classic tabby feline was quite tired. All adrenaline and shock of the attack had worn off, leaving her to bear her own pain. It took a bit of effort to keep her breathing steady. No need in causing hiccups. A strange thought, yes, but it seemed to help to keep panic at bay. The thick-furred apprentice’s paws (with help) carried her the whole way to camp. When she got there, nothing but utter relief was evident in her jade green hues. Swallowing, she glanced toward Mistlewhisker. “Th-Thank you. F-for helping a-and f-finding me.” The Lost Melody’s trembling paws dug their sharp claws into the earth, and she winced slightly at the sight of the blood on her paws. Some wasn’t hers. And that sent a shiver down her spine. A tiny smile full of gratitude was given to the one eyed cat, before Flashpaw swiveled her head and called out tentatively; “M-Mossfreckle? Grousep-paw?”
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@Mica @redshiftreign (lmk if I should mention Ellie as well!)

[Spider]

@SuspiciousMindz @ellie @redshiftreign @SeonghwaBerry


The kit meowed as if in protest of being called a "floppy little fish" as she continued to flop around meowing as she was given the sweet sweet drink that almost taste like being brought to a whole new world with this delicious taste she settled down resting her small head against the medicine cats paw