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."
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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."
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."
ׂ╰┈➤ 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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She frankly had no idea whether this tail risked anything with his health, and a part of her found that the peeking bone was kind of cool looking), but also kind of gross. And honestly she did not want to deal with this tail getting infected and having to waste more herbs on him in a useless attempt to save his life, and for what? Just so he could up and leave again? Hah! At least he would be of some use to her, like this. Where was that apprentice of hers? He was always everywhere where he shouldn't be, or nowhere at all. Sleepysunrise huffed.
First off, place the marigold poultice onto the wounds. She shook her head and stepped forth, carefully smearing the goop over the scarred areas she could find, except for the tail. No point in putting herbs there yet, if it was being removed. Her whiskers twitched as she reached out for the cobweb sticks she had brought, removing the sticky substance and placing it over the scars to keep it in place. That should do it alright. She inspected her work from up close; for all her complaining, Slytiger was being an easy patient. "I guess we're removing it, then."
First things first, she lifted her tail so Slytiger knew to stay put. She walked to the mouth of her den, looking over the clearing -- she usually had her aids standing guard somewhere, often around the den. "Rockface!"
She chirped, poking at the older cat. "I need a large, sharp rock. One I can easily hold in my paws, and cut stuff with. Chop, chop! His tail won't remove itself."
None of her current collection of rocks were really doing it for her, and she needed one specifically to amputate with. She didn't know if it would work, but how else was she supposed to cut through flesh and bone?
[ @korok - Rockjaw ]
Walking back inside, Sleepysunrise brushed past the soon-to-be amputee and ducked inside the herb storage again. Besides, a crooked tail might impede his balance more than a missing tail, she mused, looking over the poppy seeds she had gathered there. She wasn't sure how many to give him, but this was bound to hurt, and she wanted the tom knocked out... She wasn't sure whether one or two poppies would be enough, and she couldn't have him squirming away halfway through the procedure. Three poppies should do it. And if he woke up, she'll just ask Rockface or Silentpaw to knock him back out.
Emerging from the storage, she shot a glance around for Silentpaw. Not that she needed help, working on her own was often easier. But this was a good learning experience, and she needed someone there to keep him down if he woke up. Oh well, if the apprentice didn't show up by the time Slytiger was asleep, she'll just replace him Rockface or something. The tom was bound to come back soon, anyway. "Eat these. It should knock even a big guy like you right out."
Sleepysunrise had a little grin on her lip as she rolled the three poppy seeds towards him. "It'll probably hurt."
[ -3 poppy seeds ]
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Sleepysunrise is ShadowClan's current Medicine Cat.
She has a Semi-Closed den policy.
Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Enforcer | 47 moons Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2 The Dancing Bird
Owlthroat stared as the small figure emerged forth. His chest pumped out and proud, immediately taken down a notch by her threatening joke and cackle. It sent a chill up his spine and he almost immediately remembered who he was dealing with.
Great.
He watched with slitted eyes as she gathered up the moss and returned it to them in a pile. He slowly leant down at her signal and winced as she stemmed the flow of blood. His yellow gaze flickered to Rookfire, of course. This whole place was oddly familiar to him. ”I imagine some herbal knowledge comes in handy after a fight?” Trust Owlthroat to make awkward conversation, but the enforcer didn’t see it as awkward. To him to was a welcome chance to converse with anyone but the unsettling healer. Had the big strong cat developed a phobia? Hah, how laughable. No he had to fight against it, prove to himself she was just another member of the clan no more, no less.
”You catch much of the fight?” His voice came out clear despite its want to shake. Perhaps it was just a silver of something inside him that yearned to feel her judgment and deliberation.
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.
ׂ╰┈➤ 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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Teasing Owlthroat always put a little smile on her face. She enjoyed watching the big man shrink beneath her gaze as a few simple words left her maw, and he silently obeyed her every order. He would make a great aid, if he wasn't already an enforcer. He's better at following orders than Latekit and Rockface combined -- Sleepysunrise snorted at her own thought as she worked, nervously flicking away the voices that whispered atrocities in her ears.
Dead"Sick kit."
She shrugged a response as she went to rinse some of the moss, returning to Owlthroat's side to finish up the cleaning job. She briefly glanced at Rookfire. He seemed to be doing okay. "But just long enough to see you spit blood from your tongue. How's that feeling, anyway?"
She glanced up from her work to look at Owlthroat's face, almost actually curious. Sick act, truly, in a positive manner.
That was it for the moss use. Sleepysunrise gathered together and set aside the dirtied moss to throw out later. She let Rookfire and Owlthroat to their idle chatter while she ducked inside the herb storage for herbs. Now, she had already decided she would use chervil leaves for as a preventative measure against infection, but her eyes glanced over the rest of the storage. "I don't know, maybe it will help. Or burn their pelts..."
She chuckled, joking with no one in particular.
She knew very well that comfrey had no pelt-burning properties, quite the contrary, but it was meant to be soothing. Look how nice she was being. "Never hurts to try~"
She hummed. Messing with Owlthroat had approved her mood, and soon enough, the young medic was back in the open space of her den, stepping over the stream to reach both the enforcers. She sat, not having found any suitable stones yet, and began to mash up both the chervil and comfrey into one big goop of goopiness that should prevent any further issues with the two toms' wounds.
This was her first time mixing two different herbs together, and Sleepysunrise was curious to see what it would do. It shouldn't have any averse effects, and if it did, Owlthroat had survived worse. Rookfire too. They would be fine, she hummed to herself, placing the poultice over the respective wounds with care. "Don't touch it."
She mused, mostly for the older of the pair, as she scattered back towards the storage. She just needed to grab two cobweb sticks, which she soon emerged with. One stick per cat should do, she assumed.
Sticking them up besides her, she used deft little paws to carefully place the cobwebs over Owlthroat's wounds first, as he seemed to have a few more worse wounds than Rookfire, then use the rest on Rookfire's scars. She was curious to see whether the comfrey would do it's thing and actually soothe the wounds, or if they would complain over it hurting like little kits. She canted her head, musing over these thoughts... Maybe she should let them stay the night. She normally didn't, she trusted them smart enough to not rip their bandages off, but who knew. "That should do it. If you're sore I can get Rockface to fetch some dock leaves for your nests, but in that case you'll have to stay here tonight. Do you want something for that tooth of yours?"
She turned to look at Rookfire. She should still have some lady's mantle, it was supposed to help with lost teeth. This was an only partially lost tooth, but... Close enough.
[ -2 Chervil leaves, -1 Comfrey, -2 Cobwebs ]
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Sleepysunrise is ShadowClan's current Medicine Cat.
She has a Semi-Closed den policy.
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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 ]
Nothing that came out of Sleepysunrise's mouth was comfortable to hear. Grimacing lightly, the young tom dragged himself onto his paws and approached the medicine cat and Slytiger. Rockjaw had already been ordered to fetch a stone, so he wouldn't waste his time doing that. Instead, he lingered near the two cats, blinking.
"Assistance?" He asked, tilting his head ever so slightly.
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