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
~<>~
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
~<>~
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