Mossfeather
Warrior
When the world knocks you down, beat it with a stick.
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Post by Mossfeather on Aug 25, 2012 21:32:50 GMT -6
Mossfeather staggered into the medicine cats den, her fur covered in blood. She had helped rescue Maplefrost from FireClan at the cost of being attacked by her rival, Thrushfang. Blood poured form a gash in her stomach, several scratched everywhere on her.
The wound above her across her face was bleeding bad as well, leaving her a mask of blood. It dripped into her eyes and mouth, making her want to puke. It already dripped from her mouth. Panting, she fell onto her side, panting heavily. Was she the only one that fought for real causes?
She had more wounds than anyone else in her clan, all for reason. All for trying to help her clan. But, there were several who just faught because they wanted. It made her sick. "Brightflame?" she meowed as normal as she could, closing one eye in pain.
"I'm back, again." she meowed, laughing just a little bit. Oww... It hurts to laugh. Heh heh. Oww. Heh heh. Oww... |
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Post by Brightflame on Sept 5, 2012 0:17:21 GMT -6
I pad into the den, carrying a bundle of herbs, "Mossfeather?" I ask, dropping the herbs and rushing to your side. "Mossfeather what happened?" I ask, grabbing some horsetail and marigold and starting a pulp. What is it with all the injured and sick cats lately!? I think frantically to myself, grabbing some cobwebs to soak up the blood before applying the herbs to your wounds.
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Mossfeather
Warrior
When the world knocks you down, beat it with a stick.
Posts: 825
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Post by Mossfeather on Sept 5, 2012 19:24:23 GMT -6
Mossfeather smiled slightly as she saw the medicine cat appear, stopping her little game. "I'm sorry you have to waste your herbs on me. I know others need it a lot more than me." she appologized, feeling herself go dizzy. "Oh, Brightflame. I can't think! My head is spinning!" she yowled, feeling even more like she was going to puke.
Digging her claws into the ground, she tried to stop herself with sucsess. Taking a breath, she looked ap to him, her ears flattened. "I went to go get Maplefrost back. I fought Thrushfang. She's a skilled fighter and she beat me this time. I got her last time, but I couldn't beat her this time." she sighed, her stomach going numb.
Whining in fear, she cast a clance, noticing a deep gash about hafl a tail length that went right over her old one, opening it up again. "Oh, dear CloudClan." she meowed, her head crashing to the floor. She felt herself loosing blood, but she knew it would be fine.
"I'm glad you can help. I could never be a medicine cat. Too much blood. I could never memorize all the herbs. Thank you." she meowed, curling her tail in pain and arching her back. |
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Post by Brightflame on Sept 6, 2012 9:30:37 GMT -6
I smile, "Well I could never be a warrior, too much fighting, I'm not strong enough." I say, tring to distract you from the pain. "And don't worry about the herbs, I have next to no room left in the herb store. I don't know what I was thinking, inviting Falconwing, he can carry for times as much as me!" I laugh, "So I have plenty more." I say, finally covering all your wounds. I nose some Thyme and poppy seeds towards you, "The Thyme helps with your frayed nerves. Go sleep in one of the nests, you'll need to stay here for a while, until your wounds are mostly healed." I explain.
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