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Post by Clove on Dec 10, 2016 2:00:06 GMT -6
Clove had heard of this strange healer the clan cats called special connections with silverpelt? she wasn't so easily convinced but, thought it be worth a shot. Padding confidently into the strongly scented area she forced her self not to wrinkle her nose. "Hello?" she called uncertain of whom she might be met with. In all honesty she hoped that this healer of theres might be able to aid her rest. She was troubled with much nightmares. And last time she had checked sleep was needed for a healthy cat and recently she hadn't gotten much if any.
-Ello, was hoping to meet some of your cute kittys here.- -What i've got for you is a sleep deprived poof, in need of something to help her out- -Or you could of course tell her to stop being a child...Nightmares don't last right?- -Haha now that i'm rambling i'm going to stop, thanks hope we can have a bit of fun here!-
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Post by Anemonemist on Dec 12, 2016 10:38:16 GMT -6
oooooooo someone decides to visit the stinky old medicine den for once??! i think i might cry *wipes imaginary tear*
But kay, we can see what Ane does for Clove~
A voice cut into the silence. A simple greeting echoing among the den, drifting along until it reached the ears of a certain medicine cat. With her body curled in tightly around herself in the only nest here, a soft one of moss and feathers regularily replaced out of boredom, Anemonemist only offered a twitch of an eye as a response.
'She doesn't sound distressed.' she murmured to herself, refusing to stand up for a few seconds longer. The speckled healer sighed deeply, partly out of her natural annoyance towards others, but mostly from her exhaustion towards the cold. The den was freezing. And Ane was fed up with checking the herb storage every two blinks to see if any of the plants had withered, when obviously they wouldn't have changed within that time.
But wait, she was off topic. The voice. It seemed rather casual, one could say. So there was no threat. No immediate danger. Yet Anemonemist still had to do her job. And that was solve the problems of her Clanmates, whether their injuries or simply offering advice, as was what a medicine cat was for.
So, heaving herself out of the warm nest with a groan, her dusty blue eyes opened and raised to meet the she-cat. They hadn't met before, Anemonemist was sure. Or if they had, she didn't remember. Ane didn't recognize faces. "What is it?" she mumbled sleepily, stretching out her stiff joints and yawning wide. Carefully, the herb-scented she-cat bounded out of her mossy bedding and towards the visitor, her expression blank and indifferent, but just as it always was.
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Post by Clove on Dec 12, 2016 19:29:44 GMT -6
Clove and looked over her shoulder uncertain if this was indeed the place. But the scent was not to be so easily forgotten. She this time did give a small sneeze as a overpowering stench joined her. She noted a slight scuffle or shuffle sound from inside the den, that was so boldly scented clove almost chose not to enter. Of course she was saved after all as the cat came to join her and not the other way around. Uncertain Clove had a small image of what she thought the healer should be like... though it was a bit fetched. Some one old like that of an elder but maybe more pumped and still going. Of course she did hope that they didn't smell of herbs like this, that would just simply be terrible for anyone. Her illusions were put to rest quickly as she was soon joined, by a blue eyed she-cat. Taken back, she didn't show much emotoin on her face. Having learned to keep emotions and feeling to her self in her time of deathclan.. Dipping her head as the clan cats usually did, "Sorry to have bothered you, I'm Clove. I was hoping you might have some weird mumbo jumbo for me." Flicking her tail from side to side, she was still unsure of how a cat could heal at all...
-Haha, I'm glad to post here you poor kittys need some plots! LOL I would have died of bordum by now- -I plan on coming it often to help keep posts flowing if thats chill with you, also I hope these two can become rather close- -Of course that can be decided later, haha-
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Post by Anemonemist on Dec 14, 2016 10:16:04 GMT -6
Anemonemist let out a deep sigh of annoyance as the visitor spoke. This RockClanner was indeed unfamiliar. Bright green eyes, a few scars scattered among her pelt. And the oddest name. Clove. A former rouge, perhaps?
The medicine cat rolled her eyes in frustration at the words 'weird mumbo jumbo'. Oh yes, she had plenty of that. "Depends on what you need. Judging by the fact you're not screaming at me right about now, it's nothing too serious." If it was serious, Ane expected Clove to rush in and shriek about maybe some injured Clanmates, or whine about a broken paw or something like that. But no, the she-cat just casually called into the cold den, uninvited by the inhabitant of said den. It was probably just a thorn in her paw, or a torn claw. Hopefully not a cough, the start of Whitecough.
The silver speckled healer turned away, eyeing the herb storage for a moment out of paranoia. She really did expect all the herbs to suddenly die off at any moment. All her hard work, killed in Leaf-Bare.... "What's wrong?" Anemonemist demanded curly, returning her faded blue gaze back to Clove.
{ a visitor that wants to COME BACK?!?! WHAT ARE YOU?!?! In all seriousness, that would be great to have more company!!
why can't everyone in RockClan just suddenly get sick and go annoy Ane...?
Although Ane isn't very good at making friends, so it might take a loong time for her to even get that far haha xD But still, the promise of friends is awesome!
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Post by Clove on Dec 16, 2016 23:27:52 GMT -6
"Or maybe screaming is a form of Drama I wish not to ruin your day with," she said with an amused expression. This feline was most certainly not the cat she had expected. She realized she was either being annoying or cats breathing might annoy Anemonemist. "I don't get any sleep, you got any bitter magic that could help me?" she said with with a small frown. She hated the fact that her body was slowly growing heavily like how her eye lids used to be as the sun went down. Tilting her head she asked, "Eh you got a name kitty. I mean if your going to give me a cure and what not i'll be needing a name to thank." She took a deep breath, already used to the scent of herbs.. or at least not affected as she had been when entering.
-LOL I for reals just can't bare to see inactiveness any longer!- -Cause if everyone got sick i'm sure Ane would like run away or pull out all her fur what ever came first.- -Thats chill i'll pester you until it happens then;)-
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Post by Anemonemist on Dec 25, 2016 18:28:47 GMT -6
Anemonemist only glared darkly at Clove for her first words. Then, she made a little click with her tongue, eyes narrowed and body rigid stiff as if the cold den had frozen her solid in only a matter of moments. A breathless reply fogged the air, "So nothing serious."
Finally, Clove revealed what the problem was. This former non-Clanner was lacking sleep. As she said, Clove hadn't gotten any sleep. Which was a lie. If she truly suffered from absolutely no amount of sleep, she would be a staggering mess of no consciousness right about now. The problem was not serious whatsoever. But, a problem was a problem. And Clove did have the bravery-- or stupidity --to believe she needed a medicine cat's help. "Can you elaborate?" Anemonemist growled with a sharp lash of her tail, dusty blue eyes truly showing her annoyance. She hated avoiding the facts like this. It was a time waster Ane hated. "Are you awake with fever, stiff bones, headache?"
"No surprise you don't know my name." the speckled healer muttered, stretching her legs with another yawn. But still, she did not offer one. Instead, she posed a question. "Are you even a member of RockClan? I'd think you'd be respectful enough to honor their naming traditions. It's rude to join their ranks for the benefit, and yet not bend to please your own benefit-givers."
Ane, stop being rude
The inactiveness makes me so sad T-T and I really like to rp Ane, too!
Yeah, she'd probably do both. I see it now......
Hopefully these two can become friends. I think it should only take a thread more or two, and Ane will find Clove "tolerable" at least(she found a 'Ripplepaw' okay, but he went inactive... poor Ane....) xD but i hope Clove can look past her grumpy exterior~
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Post by Clove on Dec 27, 2016 15:32:30 GMT -6
Clove started to settle though this feline wasn't honey and bunches she was amusing. And clove had put up with far worse to really she saw this kitty as a possible solution to her sleeping dilemma. She noticed the skeptical reaction she was given and knew she most likely didn't look like death just yet. It had only been like the last three days but she had, had sleepless days before and wanted to get ahead of it this time. With a tilt of her head she shrugged as she was deemed nothing serious. "I've a headache, and a dull pain in my bones..." she said though she figured that was just cause of the rest she hadn't had. She was slightly appalled as the feline grew hotly over names. She wrinkled her brow surprised she was told that the healer would be sweet, genital and help her... not rebuke her for her own given name. She arched a fictitious eyebrow. "I have respect for you and your customs but being not born into them it would seem I am unwelcome to your ceremony of name." She said a flick of her ears. "I've no evidence for using your people as benefit, and it's rude of you to simply judge me! For heavens sake's I don't even know your name what gives you a right to mock my heritage and feeling?"
-Haha why do I feel like this is gonna take a lot of work?- -Well I hope they can be friends, it's weird Clove is being really nice haha she is normally hot headed sassy fluff-
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Post by Anemonemist on Jan 2, 2017 2:36:03 GMT -6
Anemonemist considered Clove with a sharp and calculating gaze, seemingly eyeing every hair on her pelts. A headache and stiff bones. Of course it was something simple like that. Running through the list of herbs in her head, Ane already was picturing what Clove would be given for her problem.
Although she stopped her thought process at Clove's offended reply. The speckled healer paused, letting her speak her mind, before opening her jaws to respond accordingly. Don't need an enemy of a Clanmate. "I question your use of unwelcome. Cloverstar made you a warrior, thus you are welcomed." she reasoned. She ignored Clove's heated words, instead casting faded blue eyes at the ceiling, as if praying to CloudClan for the conversation to end. "And I was just curious. I changed my name when I joined RockClan. I see no reason others can't do the same, so I just asked why you didn't." Anemonemist meowed, twitching an ear. She lowered her chin, meeting Clove's gaze with her blank emotionless one. You say there is no evidence. But simply joining is evidence enough. She lashed her tail for Clove to sit down in one of her spare nests, made for future patients.
Turning away, Anemonemist bounded towards the herb storage in the back, ducking into the crevice. She grabbed the some goldenrod and feverfew. Anemonemist also snatched up a poppy seed.
When she backed out of the crevice, Ane was quick to return to her sleepless cat, and carefully set down the medicine. "Goldenrod, for your stiff bones. Feverfew for your headache. Take these before you go to bed. Also, this poppy seed will make you sleepy, so take that beside the other two." she explained, pointing out each herb. "Do you understand?"
oh yes, probably a lot of work to break Ane's shell xD
but that's good! i think this conversation would turn very scary if Clove were to be sassy with Ane.... *shivers*
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Post by Clove on Jan 4, 2017 0:37:57 GMT -6
Clove didn't flinch or cower as she was eyed by the blue eyed beast. She flicked her ear. "You aren't clan born?" she said with slightly widened green optics. A smile almost played on her muzzle. Another feline who new what it was like? She narrowed her eyes slightly as the tail flicking brought an unwelcome implied comment her way. She was about to loose it when the other she-cat up'd and left for some herbs. Returning with some goldenrod, fever something and poppy seeds. Clove gave a small nod, amazed by the knowledge the other feline held... "Yes I think I can manage" she said with a small dip of her head. Something she had learned with her short time with rockclan. "Thank you..." she paused still not having a name for the kitty.
-serious I can just see the flames lol-
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