A large den, covered with moss. It is rather light inside, dispite it's looks, and has fallen logs with little hallows to store herbs in, along with a pool of fresh water in back and lots of moss.
Sparrowfeather carefully put the tansy in a niche in the wall. "I'm glad I got to know my apprentice a little better," she told Pebblepaw. "And you got to know me." She turned to him, her clear amber eyes gazing into his. "You can tell me anything. I won't judge you, or be mean. I won't tell, either." Sparrowfeather stretched. It was afternoon. "You're free to do whatever," she said. "I'm going to rest a bit." ~Sparrowfeather
Sparrowfeather blinked at the sight of Deathdream's scars. "What happened?" she murmured. Sparrowfeather shook her head. "I'm sorry, I'm being rude." Sparrowfeather picked up some herbs. She chewed them up. "Hold still. This might sting a bit." Sparrrowfeather gently applied the poultice to Deathdream's face. "This won't get rid of the scars, but it will help them heal. And the thorn. Lift up your paw." Deathdream obliged. Quickly, Sparrowfeather gripped the thorn in between her teeth and pulled. It came out, and blood welled in the cut. Quickly, Sparrowfeather put a cobweb and applied a soothing poultice. "There. Glad I could help." Sparrowfeather smiled at the warrior. ~Sparrowfeather
"THANKS! I'm soo happy my face won't hurt any more!" Deathdream mewed happily "would you like some fresh-kill?" deathdream asked "oh and I got these fighting a patrole of cats one day well i was taking a walk it was hard but most of them are biult up from when i was a kit and an apprentice..." Deathdream kinda wanted to stay in the den..
Sparrowfeather nodded, shudderng. "I could never fight. Blood makes me queazy when I see other cats fighting and inflighting wounds, and I can't hurt another cat. It hurts my spirit way too much..." Sparrowfeather trailed off. "That's why I chose to be a medicine cat. I like to heal, not hurt." ~Sparrowfeather
"well i bet its fun being a medical cat and apprentice,But i sadly could never be a medical cat i have horride memory..It is hard realy hard to fight well i geuss somtimes it eassy it all depends." Deathdream was trying to hold back a realy big smile.
Sparrowfeather nodded. "I agree," she said. With a huge yawn, she curled up in her nest. "I'm tired," she told them. "I think I'll take a quick nap." ~Sparrowfeather
Sparrowfeather carefully put the tansy in a niche in the wall. "I'm glad I got to know my apprentice a little better," she told Pebblepaw. "And you got to know me." She turned to him, her clear amber eyes gazing into his. "You can tell me anything. I won't judge you, or be mean. I won't tell, either." Sparrowfeather stretched. It was afternoon. "You're free to do whatever," she said. "I'm going to rest a bit."
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Pebblepaw layed down in his nest. "Ill proboly just think for a while." he meowed.
ReplyDeleteDeathdream walked in.
ReplyDelete"do you medical cats have things to heal face wounds?Oh and a thorn!" deathdream mewed with a smile.
Sparrowfeather blinked at the sight of Deathdream's scars. "What happened?" she murmured. Sparrowfeather shook her head. "I'm sorry, I'm being rude." Sparrowfeather picked up some herbs. She chewed them up. "Hold still. This might sting a bit." Sparrrowfeather gently applied the poultice to Deathdream's face. "This won't get rid of the scars, but it will help them heal. And the thorn. Lift up your paw." Deathdream obliged. Quickly, Sparrowfeather gripped the thorn in between her teeth and pulled. It came out, and blood welled in the cut. Quickly, Sparrowfeather put a cobweb and applied a soothing poultice. "There. Glad I could help." Sparrowfeather smiled at the warrior.
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"THANKS! I'm soo happy my face won't hurt any more!"
ReplyDeleteDeathdream mewed happily
"would you like some fresh-kill?" deathdream asked
"oh and I got these fighting a patrole of cats one day well i was taking a walk it was hard but
most of them are biult up from when i was a kit and an apprentice..."
Deathdream kinda wanted to stay in the den..
Pebblepaw smiled at Deathdream. "We're fine." he meowed kindly. "It must be hard, fighting." he meows.
ReplyDeleteSparrowfeather nodded, shudderng. "I could never fight. Blood makes me queazy when I see other cats fighting and inflighting wounds, and I can't hurt another cat. It hurts my spirit way too much..." Sparrowfeather trailed off. "That's why I chose to be a medicine cat. I like to heal, not hurt."
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"well i bet its fun being a medical cat and apprentice,But i sadly could never be a medical cat i have horride memory..It is hard realy hard to fight well i geuss somtimes it eassy it all depends." Deathdream was trying to hold back a realy big smile.
ReplyDeletePebblepaw shugged. "I cant styand thinking that what im doing to some cat might help them to their grave. It just doesnt seem right."
ReplyDeleteSparrowfeather nodded. "I agree," she said. With a huge yawn, she curled up in her nest. "I'm tired," she told them. "I think I'll take a quick nap."
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Deathdream looked at sparrowfeather"better get going"
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