How Do I Explain I Was A Bold Fool?

[Firebird]

Firebird finally made it back to camp, but her chest still burned from the moments of suffocation. Nearly dying wasn't a pleasant experience, and she hated that Softbreeze had to go through such a horror of almost losing a friend. But she had to get the mouse for Leopardripple. With the heat, prey was scarce, and the mouse within the tunnels had been the only thing heard of for some time. She hadn't been about to let that chance slip away... and despite Softbreeze's warning, she had gone in anyway. And, sure enough, the tunnel collapsed on top of her.

With quick breaths, as breathing was difficult, the ginger warrior limped into the den and then without hesitation plopped down into a nearby nest, exhausted from the long trek back to camp. She felt like she were dying, as if her lungs would bleed out or her limbs would fall off. "Wi-Cro-" the words were hardly heard in her rasp.

Softkit would likely explain what happened to both the medicine cats, Crowwing and Willowpool.




~ Cause ~
- tunnel collapsed, yet just escaped.


~ Wounds/Pain ~
- trouble breathing
- exhausted
- twisted front (L)paw
- bruised and limp (R)back leg[not broken]
- bruises mostly everywhere
- swallowed dirt and dust[if really considered a problem....]


*also, I'm going by a 2-4 day healing process after this thread. Hope that's alright, I just think it'd make more sense to role play the wounds now then later when the MC(A) get on and verify and give her herbs. Pretty much to fit in the time line and such*

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" save your strength" she said to her friend before calling out to the med cats " willowpool crowwing? Are you guys here?" She called into the den before looking thoughtfully at firebird " sit down, please. I don't want you to fall over if I have to leave" she said. Softbreeze knew she was being fussy but she had almost seen her best friend die for cloudclan sake! She had a right to be fussing over firebird now

[Willowpool]

I grumbled as I removed myself from the herb store.  How could so many cats managed to get hurt, especially with what the clan was going through as of now.  I frowned as I blinked at the two cats.  "You look like mole that tried making its den in sand."  They looked rather dusty and grimy as I approached.  I kept a calm face and mind as the worst possibility went through my head; internal damages.

"I'd like you to explain what happened unless you really were trying to dig in some sand and swallowed it all," I meowed as I inspected the she-cat.  I gave a few cautious sniffs as I paced.  "Alright, I'm not going to wait for Crowwing, in case that he isn't within camp limits or coming back anytime soon."  Your throat, is it sore or just dry because, to me, you look like you swallow something that wasn't meant to be swallowed.

"As you both know, we're experiencing a severe heat wave and this cuts down on our available herbs due to the fact that many are dying off or have already died.  I can't offer you things like poppy seeds even though they would be nice, you don't absolutely need them as of now.  I'm going to get a chamomile flower head to calm you before dealing with any signs of internal damage and then I'll move to the more obvious external issues.  I see no bleeding so far, but if you start to bleed, notify me immediately," I said, pausing the think.


"Please go over to the pool and drink a little to clear out your throat and mouth.  I know we are all thirsty, but we need that water for medicinal reasons, no questions asked."  With that I turned and entered back into the herb storage area.  The chamomile would calm the cat and some coltsfoot would help her breathing.  I also noted that I should grab some elder leaves to deal with that nasty paw.  I quickly snatched up the needed herbs, not wasting any time as I hurried back.  "Eat this white flower whole and after chew up these leaves well before swallowing."

[Firebird]

Firebird listened to the instructions from the medicine cat apptentice, repeating them in her head, before nodding and heaving herself to her paws. With a slight limp and a stumble, she made her way to the pool, though almost wasn't to reject this offer entirely. She wasn't that bad-sure, her throat burned and her chest was on fire, but it wasn't anything too serious. Nothing she wouldn't survive... hopefully. Compared to other cats who could be bleeding to death at that moment, and having the heat wave dropped on top of that, she felt as if she shouldn't even be in the medicine den. Why waste herbs on her, anyway? Firebird made a foolish mistake in going into the tunnels. That was her fault entirely.

When Willowpool returned with a small flower, Firebird looked hesitant to swallow it. But, with the perhaps frustrated look the medicine cat was giving her and how horrible she felt, it wouldn't hurt to swipe up a small herb like this... right? I'm sure Willowpool doesn't want to spend her day coaxing a warrior to eat a small flower. Firebird thought, and then did as she was told. Even taking two quick laps at the water before scooting back to her nest and laying back down. She was still struggling to breath, and the water had only given her a stronger desire for more, but she wouldn't complain.