QUARANTINE!!

[Rani]

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

Spotting that Mitekit was having a little trouble breathing (stars when was that prophecy patrol group gonna come back? They werent getting any better and nothing so far was helping) the tripod leaned down, rasping a tongue over the kits face and neck to clean him of the gunk a bit and hopefully ease the breathing. At least Mantiskit was giving some comfort, the two seemed to know eachother or were related(?) and it was nice they had eachothers company to chat.


The warrior chuckled, having moved on to grooming Mantiskit a bit after the rat mess ruffled her fur "Yes its a nice and happy story Mitekit, I think youll like it. Settle in, Ill start in just a second." Mudhound could make the story anything they'd like given it wasnt like history and was in fact a kit tale, they were never the cat who knew the clans past. So kit tale it was and they would give one, after they replied to Olivekit.


Perhaps it was a bit soft of the hornet but as soon as the kit realized and showed remorse for her mistakes the tripod just caved, forgiving immediately and leaning down to nuzzle and groom the kit. "As long as you think before you act in dangerous situations youre forgiven and can listen to the story little lady. I was just worried as if the rat was alive it couldve been dangerous, even battle trained apprentices can get seriously hurt by rats, I mean look at Brindlepaw and Pinepaw. Or even me, I got a nasty bite right now." Caution saved young lives, and while it was never advised recklessness was the purview of young warriors.


As for the next question..... Mudhound had really been considering taking a break from apprentices after Silverpaws exile and cruel words had hurt so much. But..... Mudhound was always a sucker for the younger cats and Olivekit was being sweet. "I have one apprentice now, Streampaw after my other Silverpaw was exiled but as a hornet Bumble-sis does let me take multiple apprentices at a time so I have an opening. I suppose I could take you as my apprentice, granted this awful cold clears up." Which wasnt guaranteed. The cats here were only getting worse without whatever special herbs they needed to get better, stars Mudhound couldnt even walk anymore and was coughing even at rest, nose straight plugged. Who knew how long they could hang on until they just deteriorated until death...




BUT THAT WASNT SOMETHING THE TRIPOD WANTED TO THINK ABOUT SO STORY INSTEAD!
"Alright everyone settle in for the story of the first real medicine cat Sweetblossom! Long ago the clans had no real medicine cat rank, just a bunch of warriors who knew random herbs who stepped in when a clanmate was hurt. It didnt work well and a lotta herb knowledge was lost, until Sweetblossom. She loved herbs and healing and didnt much like battle, so spent her time collecting all the knowledge she could and even started a little herb store when non existed.



The problem was she, like all the not-medicine cats did not have an important aspect of the role. The connection with starclan, and the special healing knowledge they can give.



So, one day after loosing another clanmate Sweetblossom decided enough was enough and took her case to her leader. She declared she'd create a new role in the clan, just to heal and make sure the clan was well, and while he was skeptical he declared that should she get the approval of starclan and the knowledge to heal four clanmates who know one knew how to heal: The queen with a fever and more kits to feed then she could handle, an apprentice with an unknown sickness, a skilled warrior who'd lost a battle left with broken and sprained bones, and finally a warrior a cat who'd hunted some rats at the cost of many infected bites.


These cats Sweetblossom knew, she'd tried to treat them before but failed due to lack of knowledge, but determined to help and become the clans dedicated healer she set out on her quest, heading first to the starcave.


Now the starcave is a special place, with a wall of crystals that shine like the stars in the sky at night under the moons light. A place where leaders like Bumblestar gain their nine lives, and a cat can commune with starclan by pressing their nose against it and sleeping. Its not easy to get to, outside all clans borders as it is and a fair walk, but Sweetblossom would not be stopped by anything."

Stopping for a moment to let the kits ask questions or take in the story the tripods eyes flicked to see if Hollowpaw was lurking nearby, intending to weave the real herbal knowledge they'd learned from Springlight so long ago into the tale. The medicine cat probably already knew the knowledge but if he didnt he'd wanna tune in.



@olive-shine @Spooky_Blossom @flowsie @ChromeSpooky_Hwaa @Neptune. [OPEN TO ANYONE WHO WANTS TO LISTEN/PICK UP HERB KNOWLEDGE IN THE SICK CAMP



(Herbs I will cover: Goldenrod & broom, sunset roses, borage, burdock)

[otter]

PINEPAW
#PinepawTHC
PURRKS: THE COLLECTER, SILK SPINNER, HERBAL KNOWLEDGE T1 // THC APPRENTICE

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Pinepaw weakly hobbled over. He could always use more knowledge of herbs to help Wolfpaw out. He flopped down next to Mudhound, not lifting his head and embodying the true sick pancake energy.

[ @Rani ]

[Strawberry_SpookyBear]

Originally Posted by Rani

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

Scooping up Mitekit and plopping him down with Mantiskit Olivekit and Cinderkit safely in their belly fluff, safely away from where the rest of the sick cats were massacring the remains of rat king. It wasnt all good however, poor Cinderkit was crying, upset and the tripods heart broke even as they moved to comfort her, rasping a tongue over the kits head as they purred in comfort. Wasnt easy really, purring hurt with their sore throat but Cinderkit was probably hurting too, the sickness ravaging the kits little body, so Mudhound was going to keep purring no matter the pain.


Luckily with some newer cats rushing in to answer their call for help the rats were quickly taken care of and- Oh hey Hollowpaw! It was bad he too was apparently sick but really good that plague-clan now had a dedicated healer, especially because now they were rife with rat bites and at huge risk of infection. Infection that could kill easily with how weakened the sick cats already were.


The rats could've also easily hurt the kits, being the same size as the young cats and them being injured to boot but that was no longer an issue with them dead, Mudhound answering Olivekits fearful question. "Dont worry the rats only got in because theyre small and wiggled in through the wall, big predators wont be able to. Plus we're gonna get to work now to plug the small holes so this cant happen again. The rats are dead, we're safe and this wont happen again." That last part drifted more to Cinderkit then Olivekit but the point was there.


They werent the only one wanting the hornets attention though as there was Spiderthroat all morose, but Mudhound was the forgiving sort so gamely if tiredly smiled at the deputy, meowing "Its ok Spider-dude, you couldnt predict this and once the walls are shored up and improved its no harm done but some bites! And we got Hollowpaw here for those bites now too so we can be healed without infection!"




Sadly Olivekit, with typical kit stupidity took the opportunity while Mudhound was distracted to escape the tripods grip and get into trouble. Trouble not danger, because despite him AND Weepingwillow seeming to think the rats were still threats the rats were all dead at that point and never a danger to the kit. Not that the kit seemed to realized, especially with Weepingwillow encouraging this stupid and not correcting the mistake but feeding into the lie.
"Weepingwillow! Stop riling Olivekit up. Olivekit that rat was already dead when you got to it the body was just twitching it wasnt a threat. You were never gonna get hurt but that was very bad of you to escape where I was keeping you safe to face it! If it was alive it couldve killed you, you shouldve known better then to call for a warrior instead of going after it yourself with no training!

For this bad behavior youre not getting to listen to the story with Mitekit, Mantiskit, Quackkit and Cinderkit if she wishes to join. And Weepingwillow you did good but maybe dont feed into the kits play pretend when the situation is so dire...."


Honestly the whole thing was stupid and overdramatic but Olivekit at least didnt know any better while the queen should. The rats were dead, just corpses now that someone was probably gonna clean soon and the threat was gone so the tripod was gonna focus on the good kittens (and maybe Olivekit if she acknowledged her wrongs).

"Ok kittens the danger is gone alls fine now! Buuuuuut for being good and staying close where I could protect you you all get a cool story! Theres even some real herby stuff in it, isnt that cool!

Its the story of one of the first medicine cats Sweetblossom."

@Starfall @Neptune. @olive-shine @ChromeSpooky_Hwaa @flowsie @Spooky Minku @Spooky_Blossom

Weepingwillow watched the tom lick her kits head. Sighing gently, she then narrowed her gaze in frustration, she was the Forever Queen not Mudhound, she was also a senior warrior and queen. Weepingwillow flicked her tail in frustration. "I wasn't feeding into lies, I was calmly scolding her and calming her down after she got scared. But I apologize if it came off differently, and it was a real reaction as she got cut by the claws of the rat as she fell." Weepingwillow meowed, her meow calm and respectful though her tail twitching showed her slight irritation at his.... seeming bossing around. But as he was caring for the kits it set off a soft side to her, sighing she mewed. "Is Cinderkit alright?"she asked. Stifling a laugh as Cinderkit has the same sassy tone Weepingwillow usually did when mewing, "Herby stuff sounds boring."

[Spooky Minku]

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Quackkit
THc kit. She/Her. 4 Moons
Sticky Pads

[ @Rani ]
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Story. Story story story story story. Quackkit was slightly busy beating the dead rats up but she'll gladly hear it out. The kit bounced over near Muddy again, ears perked up and making sure she doesn't miss any important details. Sweetblossom? Never heard of that cat. Ever. "Waiiitttt uuup" Quackkit squeaked, running back to Mudhound before they began without her. Fun fun fun. Stories should be fun. Though she figured a story about battle cats would've been more interesting. But stories are stories and if it's not interestinf she'll make it interesting.. Wait... there was no real medicine cat before? Of course, it was questionable how Mudhound knew this when he's not even at elder age yet, but little Quackkit was just a kit and had zero thoughts about it. Didn't wuestion it at all. A cat with the name Sweetblossom doesn't like fighting? How typical!

Sweetblossom declared to.. "Who was the 'star??? Who??" whatever-star that she wanted to create a new role, and whatever-star declared she needed staryclan's approval. Lotta declaring here. But why does the leader care so much about starclan's approval. Also that's quite a few cats. 4? AND ONE OF THEM WAS INFECTED BY RATS!???? "Eh???? Does this mean Mud's gonna get infected??" oh no! Then they'd have another problem! No bitey. Rat no bitey. Quackkit was gonna get bitten and infected is she stayed close to the rat when it was living. No, not only infected; eaten!! Being eaten by something that's supposed to be weaker than you does not sound pleasant (Quackkit, I don't think you're stronger than a rat)

Starcave?? Starclancave?? "I wanna go there toooo" crystal walls sounds cool! Shiny, shiny star crystals.

[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
~<>~
96/200
6 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

There's an attempt to look busy as Hollowpaw not-so-subtly eavesdrops on Mudhound's story. He's messing with some of the medicine den nests, picking out the old, dried and crunchy bits as he listens. Sweetblossom, the first medicine cat or whatever, honestly intrigued Hollowpaw. Maybe that was odd, given how different their personalities seemed to be shaping up to be, but the little tabby appreciated her determination, how set she was on carving a new path forward (plus, if the fact that she was learning how to help rat bites was anything to go by, then Hollowpaw should probably listen in case Mudhound told the whole group...)

[olive-shine]

Originally Posted by Rani

Mudhound
Thunderclan Hornet | They/them | 40 Moons
Bilingual T3 | Flock Together T3 | Rapid Recovery | Killer Aptitude T3

Spotting that Mitekit was having a little trouble breathing (stars when was that prophecy patrol group gonna come back? They werent getting any better and nothing so far was helping) the tripod leaned down, rasping a tongue over the kits face and neck to clean him of the gunk a bit and hopefully ease the breathing. At least Mantiskit was giving some comfort, the two seemed to know eachother or were related(?) and it was nice they had eachothers company to chat.


The warrior chuckled, having moved on to grooming Mantiskit a bit after the rat mess ruffled her fur "Yes its a nice and happy story Mitekit, I think youll like it. Settle in, Ill start in just a second." Mudhound could make the story anything they'd like given it wasnt like history and was in fact a kit tale, they were never the cat who knew the clans past. So kit tale it was and they would give one, after they replied to Olivekit.


Perhaps it was a bit soft of the hornet but as soon as the kit realized and showed remorse for her mistakes the tripod just caved, forgiving immediately and leaning down to nuzzle and groom the kit. "As long as you think before you act in dangerous situations youre forgiven and can listen to the story little lady. I was just worried as if the rat was alive it couldve been dangerous, even battle trained apprentices can get seriously hurt by rats, I mean look at Brindlepaw and Pinepaw. Or even me, I got a nasty bite right now." Caution saved young lives, and while it was never advised recklessness was the purview of young warriors.


As for the next question..... Mudhound had really been considering taking a break from apprentices after Silverpaws exile and cruel words had hurt so much. But..... Mudhound was always a sucker for the younger cats and Olivekit was being sweet. "I have one apprentice now, Streampaw after my other Silverpaw was exiled but as a hornet Bumble-sis does let me take multiple apprentices at a time so I have an opening. I suppose I could take you as my apprentice, granted this awful cold clears up." Which wasnt guaranteed. The cats here were only getting worse without whatever special herbs they needed to get better, stars Mudhound couldnt even walk anymore and was coughing even at rest, nose straight plugged. Who knew how long they could hang on until they just deteriorated until death...




BUT THAT WASNT SOMETHING THE TRIPOD WANTED TO THINK ABOUT SO STORY INSTEAD!
"Alright everyone settle in for the story of the first real medicine cat Sweetblossom! Long ago the clans had no real medicine cat rank, just a bunch of warriors who knew random herbs who stepped in when a clanmate was hurt. It didnt work well and a lotta herb knowledge was lost, until Sweetblossom. She loved herbs and healing and didnt much like battle, so spent her time collecting all the knowledge she could and even started a little herb store when non existed.



The problem was she, like all the not-medicine cats did not have an important aspect of the role. The connection with starclan, and the special healing knowledge they can give.



So, one day after loosing another clanmate Sweetblossom decided enough was enough and took her case to her leader. She declared she'd create a new role in the clan, just to heal and make sure the clan was well, and while he was skeptical he declared that should she get the approval of starclan and the knowledge to heal four clanmates who know one knew how to heal: The queen with a fever and more kits to feed then she could handle, an apprentice with an unknown sickness, a skilled warrior who'd lost a battle left with broken and sprained bones, and finally a warrior a cat who'd hunted some rats at the cost of many infected bites.


These cats Sweetblossom knew, she'd tried to treat them before but failed due to lack of knowledge, but determined to help and become the clans dedicated healer she set out on her quest, heading first to the starcave.


Now the starcave is a special place, with a wall of crystals that shine like the stars in the sky at night under the moons light. A place where leaders like Bumblestar gain their nine lives, and a cat can commune with starclan by pressing their nose against it and sleeping. Its not easy to get to, outside all clans borders as it is and a fair walk, but Sweetblossom would not be stopped by anything."

Stopping for a moment to let the kits ask questions or take in the story the tripods eyes flicked to see if Hollowpaw was lurking nearby, intending to weave the real herbal knowledge they'd learned from Springlight so long ago into the tale. The medicine cat probably already knew the knowledge but if he didnt he'd wanna tune in.



@olive-shine @Spooky_Blossom @flowsie @ChromeSpooky_Hwaa @Neptune. [OPEN TO ANYONE WHO WANTS TO LISTEN/PICK UP HERB KNOWLEDGE IN THE SICK CAMP



(Herbs I will cover: Goldenrod & broom, sunset roses, borage, burdock)

Olivekit - ThunderClan (5 moons)

Her eyes widened at the story. She loved stories. When the cat had finished, she said "I would love to go to the Starcave. Even better, I hope I could become a leader as great as Bumblestar!" She tried to stand triumpant, but fell with a thud. She started to whimper. "Mudhound, what is going to happen to us? I don't want to die. Has StarClan abbandoned us? Why now. Why cant we fund a cure. Why...why...why..." She shivered. She didn't want to die. She wanted to become a warrior of ThunderClan. She wanted to be apprenticed. She wanted a mate and kits. She wanted to NOT DIE! The last part was a plea to StarClan above.

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Mudhound -@Rani

[Eucalyptuspaw]

Cypresspaw let out another racking cough that made his throat burn even more than before. His nose ran freely and didn’t even have time to crust anymore. His eyes were dull and glazed with fear. He didn’t want to die!
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[nyme]

IN A DREAM YOU SAW A WAY TO SURVIVE
AND YOU WERE FULL OF JOY

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ❊ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

GOLDENPAW . 8 MOONS . HE/SHE/THEY . THUNDERCLAN

Goldenpaw moves like a heavy puppet on thin strings. Sickness has burned right through them, hollowed them out, dulled the brightness of their coat and eyes, but they still move with purpose even now. They still look for a friend. Cypresspaw looks horrid, sounds horrid, smells horrid. Goldenpaw's stomach roils. He sits, then collapses, pelt pressed to pelt, one sick body pressed to another.

For a good long while all Goldenpaw does is sit there, leeching whatever warmth there is to leech from Cypresspaw, sharing whatever they can give in return. When she can finally string a sentence together, something to ask to keep Cypresspaw's mind off of his current state, it's slow, ragged:

"When you're all better...whaddya wanna do first?"

@Eucalyptuspaw ; CYPRESSPAW

[Idiotic.Bean101]

Orangepaw-He/Him
7 Moons
PURRKS
Silver Tongue T1-Inactive
Dreamwalker-Inactive
Katty Krueger-Inactive


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Orangepaw felt worse now.
He didn't move much except to eat, and obviously clean his fur as much as possible, because even sick, he must look his absolute best.
But he had aged another moon and, alas, he was still sick!

At the moment, the tabby is laying in the makeshift den, covering his head with his paws and large tail, trying to avoid light due to the current headache that seems to never go away.


[OPEN]

[Eucalyptuspaw]

Originally Posted by nyme

IN A DREAM YOU SAW A WAY TO SURVIVE
AND YOU WERE FULL OF JOY

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ❊ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

GOLDENPAW . 8 MOONS . HE/SHE/THEY . THUNDERCLAN

Goldenpaw moves like a heavy puppet on thin strings. Sickness has burned right through them, hollowed them out, dulled the brightness of their coat and eyes, but they still move with purpose even now. They still look for a friend. Cypresspaw looks horrid, sounds horrid, smells horrid. Goldenpaw's stomach roils. He sits, then collapses, pelt pressed to pelt, one sick body pressed to another.

For a good long while all Goldenpaw does is sit there, leeching whatever warmth there is to leech from Cypresspaw, sharing whatever they can give in return. When she can finally string a sentence together, something to ask to keep Cypresspaw's mind off of his current state, it's slow, ragged:

"When you're all better...whaddya wanna do first?"

@Eucalyptuspaw ; CYPRESSPAW

《Cypresspaw》
|| He/him | ThunderClan apprentice | Light brown tom with soft green eyes and white paws | Lucky duck t.1 ||

Cypresspaw let out a half hearted laugh. “Well, first thing I’ll be doing is having a good, long nap.” He needn’t say anything more. He pressed his sickly body against his best friends, and they sat together. That was all he needed, to know he was not alone. They were half dead sickos together. How lovely.