Medicine Cat's Den

[Saya~]

{{Where the Medicine Cat and her Chosen Apprentice sleep, store herbs, take care of patients.}}

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A slender light-brown tabby she cat padded into the den, her jaws filled with tansy. The bitter leafbare was here and Dapplesong wasn't going to let the Clan have whitecough and greencough. She decided to check on the cats in the Clan later on, and give them a bit of tansy just to keep them from getting a cough.
Dapplesong padded across the clearing of the den, where patients are usually supposed to wait or rest, and into the main part of the den. The Windclan she cat neatly placed her tansy beside some juniper. All her herbs were well-stocked. She had collected most of them before leaf-fall came, so she would be ready. Dapplesong checked that her lavender and borage stock was full, in case some cat might get a fever. Then she checked for coltsfoot, in case a cat might have shortness of breathing in the middle of leafbare. Then she was satisfied that the marigold, dried oak leaves, comfrey, horsetail were properly placed, in case one cat might get hurt. As soon as she checked all her herb storage, she will go collect some catmint, then return to check on the other cats.

[flamey]

Foxlunar limped slightly, refusing to let her pain show through. She had been hunting when an excruciating pain shot up her foot. She looked down and there was a shard of glass poking out of her now crimson pad. Glaring at her pain-maker, she held it up, jumping into the Medicine Den. "Dapplesong, are you here?" she called out.

[Mysteryfaith]

Following the limping Foxlunar, a slow pace calmed Cloudsketch's weary mind. He was too old to hobble to the medicine cats' den and back... but, duty calling him, he padded closer to Foxlunar, and called into the den:

"Dapplesong, I want to go hunting. Check me out and I'll be going - I don't want to get Greencough."

[Saya~]

Dapplesong twitched an ear. She resisted from saying that Cloudsketch was too old to go out. "Sure, I hope." Dapplesong mumbled. She turned to her store of herbs and counted out four tansy leaves. Then she placed them before the elder. "Just eat the tansy, you won't get even a cough in a hurry. Oh, take another Warrior with you. And no--" Dapplesong added quickly, as if she expected the elder to argue. "Not because you're old or anything. Weather like this, foxes and badgers go hungry and would not hesitate to eat anything with flesh. Leafblade would be glad to go with you."

Then the tabby padded over to Foxlunar. "Lie down on this nest, here." Dapplesong meowed. Then she held up the bothered paw and examined the pad. "Oh my, you should be more careful, dear. This transparent piece looks like a Twoleg thing. Have you been hunting near Twolegs, or did they just scatter these things everywhere?" Dapplesong tutted. Then she careful placed her teeth around the glass, and gingerly tried to pull it out. It wouldn't budge, and it only caused more pain at Foxlunar. "Hold on a second." Then went to fetch some dock.
"This while soothe your wound and loosen the piece at the same time! Catching two birds with one claw." Dapplesong meowed as she chewed up the dock, and placed the juicy pulp all over the pad. Dapplesong tried one more time, and managed to pull the piece out this time.
"There we go, there we go. Now to give it a good lick." Dapplesong meowed, rasping her tongue gently over Foxlunar's wound. Then she fetched some marigold, and some more dock, and chewed them up into a poultice and placed it over the wound. "It should sting, but wouldn't get infected." Dapplesong meowed as she placed a wad of cobweb over the poultice-covered wound.
"Now give it a lick now and then, but not too rough. Don't put too much weight on that paw. Be careful where you put your paws. No more duties until tomorrow when I check your paw. Now go back to the Warriors' Den and get a rest." Dapplesong meowed.

[Mysteryfaith]

Cloudsketch grunted, and glanced out of his den. A pretty golden she-cat with a black spot on her haunches was passing by, her long fur blowing prettily in the wind. "Calamitystar!" Cloudsketch called. The helpful she-cat immediately rushed to the elder's aid.

"What is it, Cloudsketch?" she asked with concern.

"Well, I can't go hunting without a warrior. Will you come?"

"Sure!" Calamitystar purred. She turned towards Dapplesong quickly after the elder trotted out, her tone serious. "We need to get to the Hill of Ivy Ice - and quickly. I've been having dreams..." She found it hard to speak more, and just nodded to the medicine cat and waited for a reply.

(It's to do with the plot. Every med cat and leader from every Clan has to visit the Hill of Ivy Ice before we can start the plot, saying they've had dreams.)

[Saya~]

(I know)

Dapplesong's eyes, which were bright with amusement, darkened into thoughtfulness. "Yes, me too. And we can only find answers at the Hill of Ivy Ice." Dapplesong meowed. "When you come back from hunting with Cloudsketch, just announce it to the Clan, then we'll just have a dose of some strengthening herbs and then go." The medicine cat suggested.

[flamey]

Foxlunar grumbled good-naturedly, licking her sore paw tenderly. "Thank you, Dapplesong." Her green-yellow eyes blinking as the Medicine Cat and Leader exchanged worried words. She stood up, shaking slightly to knock off the soft bedding from her belly fur. Pressing her paw onto the ground, she winced, a small sign of the shooting pain. Foxlunar released some pressure, shifting the remaining weight from the center of her foot to the toes. Dipping her head as she passed Dapplesong and Calamitystar, Foxlunar hurried to the Warriors Den.