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Post by Sanddapple on Feb 21, 2013 18:31:53 GMT -6
It had been a while since Sanddapple was last in the Medicine Cat Den. Since the last Leaf-fall actually. Sanddapple's new goal had been to not go to the den until New-Leaf. At least she was close, but 'close' catches no prey, or in Sanddapple's case 'close' doesn't complete her goal.
Only little had changed since she was last here, still a faint scent of Skyflight and Heatherpelt clung to the herbs. A new fresher scent filled the air, Forestbreak and Cloverpatch(?). "Hello... Medicine Cats?"
The reason she was here was throbbing painfully. She had tread on a thorn and picked it up into her black paw pads. To make matters worse she had tried to pull it out, but managed only to drive it deeper into the flesh. Sanddapple sat down, favoring her let ginger leg.
She still heard no reply. "Hello, um, I have a thorn in my pad......"
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Post by Forestbreak on Feb 21, 2013 19:29:15 GMT -6
Forestbreak padded over to Sanddaple, curtly dipping her head in greeting. "I don't believe we've met before. I'm Forestbreak. Thorn in your pad, huh?" She examined the ginger warrior's paw with a critical eye. "Oh, yes, it's pretty deep in there. I think we'll need some marigold." Quickly grabbing the herb from its storage, she glanced up at the warrior again.
"Are you ready for me to pull it out? It'll sting a bit." She was an expert at pulling out thorns, but this particular one was quite buried in the pad.
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