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[Waspwing]

OOC: If you were in the /first/ battle thread, and need treatment RP here. Don't make a thread for yourself, post here. Don't come to this thread if you weren't injured, or anything like it. If you are going to RP in the second thread then don't come here until after that is finished.

Waspwing hissed at himself for not having herbs already prepared. Although now he had poppy seeds, cobwebs, marigold, burdock root and other herbs already sorted onto several large leaves. He couldn't do this alone. He'd need another cat to help him when the injured cats arrived.

He knew about ten warriors had been involved in phase one of the attack, including Beechstar. Hopefully the Clan leader hadn't gotten too badly hurt.

[zephyrsomething]

Zephyr had been recently apprenticed, her world corrupted in mere minutes. She was happy in the nursery. It was calm, warm, quiet .. and the world of an apprentice, the world of a warrior was so .. so .. bloody. Violent. Cold. The battle had opened her young, innocent eyes.

So now, as she crept toward the medicine cat's den, thoughts of the crimson stained pelts of the warriors she had always looked up to roared through her mind. It was terrifying. Upon arriving at the medicine den, Zephyr poked her dotted head through the doorway. Frightened that Waspwing would snap at her, the she - cat flinched back twice before finally working up the courage to push her body the rest of the way through.

She spotted the tabby tom, looking tired and frustrated. What else could be expected? He needs help .. the young cat thought, clearing her throat to announce herself. H - hello? Zephyr's voice shook. She didn't want to be a bother. Was - spwing? You look like you need help ..

[Badger]

Wasp~

He had to stop himself from swatting a paw at the kit. Then he realized something. He really did need help. "Fine, fine, you're going to help me. First of all, don't eat anything. Don't even get a little taste. Basically, you're going to be a cobweb applier and an herb carrier." This apprentice was newly named, and he had to hope that she could even keep up with him while he rushed to heal the injured. "Our first patient is most likely going to be an apprentice. Unless someone is in major need of medical help." Hopefully nobody would need that serious medical help.

[zephyrsomething]

The young she - cat let out an excited purr - though it was soft, and hard to hear - and took a step forward. Great, Zephyr said quietly, her eyes full of gratitude as she stared at the tom. What do you want me to do first?

[Wildtalon]

Jaywood~

Jaywood walked into the den. Her wounds stung from the battle. "Waspwing, if your not busy I got a lot of cuts." Jaywood meowed. She sat down patent. She didn't mind having to wait she licked her paws and started to clean her pelt. Parts were covered in dried blood. Some cuts still oozed the crisom blood that drizzled on her pelt. She had a bad cut on her should, several small cuts on her leg and one long cut across her flank. Her legs stung from the tiny cuts of cats that had reached out to scratch her. She was hoping not to have a scar. It would make her look like a good warrior that was able to avoid getting scars. She felt a little weak from the battle and she knew that she might have troubles sleeping. She pnly was able to clean her leg cuts with the small puddle of clean water she found on the way back to camp. She tried not to fall on her scratched up leg, but fell to the floor. She tried to make it look like she was just laying down, but knew that Waspwing would probly figure out that she fell. She didn't want to attrackt attention to herself and knew that she should try harder to keep it down. She could see that Waspwing was busy treating an apprentice.

[Waspwing]

Without speaking he immediately grabbed cobwebs and burdock roots. "Alright, time to heal." He rubbed the chewed burdock pulp onto some of Jaywood's wounds, quickly applying cobwebs after. The wounds weren't too deep, except for one or so. This wasn't too terrible, and he didn't even need Zephyrpaw's help.

[Moona]

Jaywood~

"Thank you Waspwing." Jaywood meowed. She winced from the sting. She stayed still, trying not to fall again. The pain hurt, but she didn't move a muscle. She was happy that Waspwing wasn't too busy. She had fought hard and knew she was done for the day. Her wounds stung with pain and she chased several Deathclanners off. She was glad her legs had held up on the run here. She had just been sitting and she had fallen to the floor. On the run she didn't accually notice her legs stung so badly. She wanted to move, but didn't dare to take a move. She knew that Waspwing knew best. Her legs were still a little wet from the water. Only a few drops fell to the floor. She knew her pelt would need a good wash after this fight. She had fought hard and was lucky to get back with this many wounds. There were so many Deathclanners she had been really lucky to be only this injured. Her legs only had one really noticable wound. One on her front right legs had one you could really notice, but of course she lost enough fur just to see almost every cut on her leg. She knew now she would be fine, now that she was back in camp, it was safer for her.

[Waspwing]

Wasp grabbed some poppy seeds and dropped them in front of Jaywood. "Those will ease the pain for a bit, and make you tired. I suggest eating something after you leave. Then I order you to get a nice rest. If the pain is still bad tomorrow, come back." He ordered, turning to sort some herbs. "Zephyrpaw, will you go right outside camp and fetch me a few more cobwebs? I think there's an old dead tree with some in it." He mewed, glancing at his low supply of cobwebs.

[Hiddenflame]

Hiddenpaw had been sent back to camp with great reluctance. He had wanted to stay and fight for his clan, but the older cats had told him to go back. He and Larkpae had come strait to the medicine cat, Waspwing. He sat by a tree as Larpaw had told him to do and looked numbly at the wound on his leg. He knew he also had one in his face, but Je couldn't exactly look at that one. He had no other wounds, but yet the two wound he had suffered had made te older cats force him to go back to camp. Hiddenpaw had long since stopped grumbling to himself about how he could have helped the clan and that he did t want to go back to the camp when a battle was going on. He wondered if Softpaw was going to come, or if Waspwing was even there.

Hiddenpaw closed his eyes and blocked out the light of the outside world. He scooted backwards farther into the shadows the tree had provided. "I'm not worried, but make sure Waspwing checks your injury first." He meowed. He felt terribly guilty that he had not blocked that attack from getting to her. He had blocked tow others, and that was how he had gotten the two wounds, but he had let one slip by and now he felt bad for it. He also felt light headed. "Waspwing are you here?" He called from under the tree.

[Larksong]

Larkpaw laughed softly and shook her head. "There is no way in Cloudclan I'll let Waspwing see me first when you're sitting here bleeding your life out Hiddenpaw-" She paused "You have these wounds because of me, you don't need to be the hero, I should have done more to keep you safe." She added more quietly.
Once again she scanned the den for the medicine cat who was at the moment, missing in action. Although the likely scenario was that he was sleeping...or doing medicine cat duties. Who knows, I'm not a medicine cat. I'm sure he's probably very busy... She reasoned.
Larkpaw sat down next to Hiddenpaw, the both of them now partially hidden by the shadows of the den and trees. The cool breeze ruffled her dark fur, chasing all heat from the battle away. What if...

[Hiddenflame]

"I'm not trying to be the hero." Hiddenpaw meowed. "I'm just trying to make sure you're okay, besides I can live for a few moments while he heals you. You could have done nothing to keep me safe from something I did willingly. I don't have these wounds because of you, I have them because I didn't want my friend to be hurt..." His voice trailed away. He was about to say, "but I failed that," but he didn't bother to because he knew she would just protest.

Hiddenpaw tilted his head down because he felt guilty of himself for not protecting her from the wound she now had. He had promised himself she would not get hurt, but he hadn't been able to keep the promiss.

[Larksong]

Larkpaw began to clean her own wound, which wasn't that hard seeing as it wasn't too bad to begin with. "We both did what we could, and it doesn't matter what happened because it's in the past...besides there will be more battles where we can protect each other." She sat back up again, offering the white tom a broad cat-like grin. "We'll leave it at that and forget about it, deal?" Her white paws kneeded the ground, thats when she realized she had tufts of Rage's fur in her claws. "Eww." She frowned at her paw, then began cleaning it, spitting out the fur tufts before cleansing it of the dried blood.

[Jaywood]

Jaywood had was now ready to leave when she saw the two apprentices. "You two better just go in and wait, there is a helper so I am sure you will both be seen, but I do believe Hiddenpaw you are pretty injured, Waspwing will have a better judgement thought. Thank Waspwing for all your help." Jaywood meowed. She was carring the poppy seeds that Waspwing had given her. She somewhat limped, but she was find. The cobwebs made a little tikle, but she refused to touch the wounds. She kept walking until disappearing into the Warrior's Den. She then found her bedding and laid down. She licked up the poppy seeds, and the pain felt less, stil sting slightly, but wasn't noticeable as much. Jaywood was then getting dozey and began to fall into a sleep. She laid her head on the side of her bedding and closed her eyes. She then fell into a sleep that felt unwakable. She dreamed that she was in a meadow as a kit playing with Maplepaw and Hollypaw when they were all kits.

[Hiddenflame]

Hiddenpaw nodded. He didn't want there to be more battles, more bloodshed, more chances that his friends and clan-mates would die or be severly injured. He didn't want to bother her, but when she said eww he looked at her to see what was the matter. She had a tuft of one of the deathclanner's fur in her claws. He frowned. He looked at his own claws and saw that there was more in his than he had expected. He began to clean it out without a word of reluctance, even though he thought it was really gross.

[Blueflower]

Blueflower limped into the Medicine Cat Den she thought she had twisted her paw fighting." Waspwing? I think I twisted my paw when I was fighting a warrior." Blueflower couldn't set her paw on the ground because if she did a pain would shoot up her right front paw.