To plant a garden is to dream of tomorrow [p]

[Beaan]

- Wolfhawk -
- He/They - 10 Moons - ThunderClan Medicine Cat -
- A large dark brown tom with a darker back and lighter underbelly, a missing hind leg -
Wolf is not out as demi yet !!

The brown tripod had searched out the medicine cat apprentice and hobbled up to them, a smile on their maw. "Hey hollows!" Wolfhawk purred, laying down across from the younger tom. "Probably thought now that things have settled down we could get a start on yer training," the young medicine cat said. "Could ya tell me what ya already know n maybe we could go from there?"

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[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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132/200
8 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

About as normal as any day around here could get was interrupted by something new - the promised lessons with Wolfhawk. So, they were finally getting around to this, huh? Okay. Sure. It only took forever but that's fine. Whatever.

Hollowpaw knows, of course, that a large part of that is the fault of the illness and not his nor Wolfhawk's fault, but putting the blame on the medicine cat sure feels good. Seriously... why is he acting so... chipper? So friendly. It's nauseating.

Starting with what he already knows would be fine. That way he isn't learning something twice. With a twitch of his whiskers the only form of acknowledgement aside from duel colored eyes on the older tom, Hollowpaw shifts his position to be seated now. "Boneset, borage, marigold, poppy, broom, burdock, burnet, catmint, cobweb, coltsfoot, comfrey, elder, goldenrod, honey, juniper, moss, stinging nettle, sunset rose, thyme." He lists. Most of this he's never even had to use in practice, but he knows what they do and what they look like at the very least. "Coneflower, too, I guess."

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