[graves]

Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx

@king kaleb! @Charmer

Juniperpaw huffed in frustration as Daydream pulled away from both her an Shinefang. Sometimes, the ShadowClan cat can just be so irritating! ``Daydream-`` she began, abruptly trailing off as Shinefang took over. And then, like a shadow, Juniperpaw stood beside the elder feline, mimicking his actions. She narrowed her eyes and shook her head at Daydream, following Shinefang's gaze when he looked to the burdock root before looking back over at Daydream. She eyed the severe-looking injure stretched across her friend's throat, and wondered how they hadn't noticed earlier. Now that they were aware of it, it seemed so obvious. Juniperpaw felt guilty for not seeing it sooner. At Shinefang's demand, Juniperpaw straightened with purpose and meowed, ``Okay, Daydream, don't claw my ears off. I'm just following Shinefang's orders. Instead, claw what remains of his ears off.``

She neared the hot-tempered feline, looking over at Nightpaw and remembering that the warrior apprentice hadn't been introduced to Shinefang. While inspecting Daydream's neck and considering how to approach the situation Juniperpaw spoke, ``Oh! This is Nightpaw. Nightpaw, Shinefang; Shinefang, Nightpaw. Nightpaw came as Daydream's escort.`` Juniperpaw smirked at her words. It sounded like Daydream needed a guard to go everywhere. She remembered back before Geckoleaf disappeared - her mentor was so close to assigning Juniperpaw bodyguards. The thought amused her. ``Hey, Nightpaw, why don't you wash the wounds... er, everywhere else? See where the blood is clotted?`` The RiverClan she-cat directed her attention on Daydream. ``Daydream, without you, where will ShadowClan be? You worked so hard to get to where you are - don't let it be for nothing.``

In all honesty, Juniperpaw was a little disappointed in Daydream. Hadn't they thought of the options where infection kicked in or whatever and ShadowClan was left without a medicine cat? Who would heal those cats then? What about Geckoleaf, who worked so hard to help Daydream get where they are? And what about Shinefang and Juniperpaw? What would they do without their Daydream? Juniperpaw roughly batted Daydream's chin up, though she was careful to avoid the injury. Her eyes were narrowed and she frowned as a result of her disapproval, but she concentrated on the rather nasty wound across Daydream's throat. Juniperpaw wrinkled her nose in distaste as she began to tend to her friend's injury.

Originally Posted by Charmer

"Uh, oh! Right yes," Nightpaw said to Juniperpaw, leaning down to give the herbs a sniff. Sure enough some of them smelled very different. The ones with jagged edges smelled really sweet. And now that she was looking more closely, the rounded ones looked a little... hairy? Juniperpaw got everything sort nicely just as Shinefang said something about wounds on Daydream. She stiffened and looked over as Juniperpaw rushed over to help, but she could see the scratches from where she was as they moved aside the fur on their body, and her stomach lurched. How did I not see that? Before she could join the crowd around her friend, Daydream had batted them away and come to join her. They began to talk about the herbs in the piles, but Nightpaw barely heard it, she was so stunned by her utter failure to notice the now obvious wounds on the medicine cat.

As the Shadowclan medicine cat batted their paw at him and walked away, he gave a snort. He had a feeling cats didn't challenge Daydream often, and if they were expecting more of that then boy had they come to the wrong den. "Really? So what exactly was your plan if you got an infection and had no cat with any herb training at all to help you? I don't know if anyone properly explained this to you, but the leader is the one with nine lives, not the medicine cat. Use your sense dreamer. If you try to heal cats while your not healthy, you may think you're being noble, and saving cats, but you're actually just killing more in the long run." Shinefang glanced around the clearing floor and found a good sized burdock root. "Well you're getting treatment now, and you're getting a heaping helping of something stronger than chervil since I'm guessing you're not going to exactly be diligent about reapplying your poltice. Junebug, clean their wounds off. Especially those ones around their throat." Not only did those look especially bad, but the old tom wasn't sure Daydream would be able to reach them properly. "And you, whatever your name is," he said, looking right at Nightpaw, "Help Junebug. Do whatever she tells you." With that, the old tom sank his teeth into the burdock root and tore off a good sized piece to chew into a pulp.

"Ok!" Nightpaw said, the sudden command almost startling her into action as she quickly moved to Juniperpaw's side to help however she was told. She could hardly make sense of any of this medicine stuff, but if this cat said Daydream needed help, she'd help.

they were stubborn; but daydream wouldnt admit that. they didnt like to admit that they needed help, when others could do use so much more. ¨i was planning to see geckoleaf after this, thank you very much.¨ they mumbled under their breath, but even then, how much would they have let gecko treat them? [at this point in time, day does NOT know gecko is missing.] their eyes were in slits, gazing back just as fiercely to juniperpaw as she inspected their neck. they didnt like the feelings of being inspected and prodded at, attempting to shift their neck away. they didnt like to think that they were weak, that they had needs like any other cat. ¨when all of your herbs are destroyed, and you see cats dying at your paws from battle, you learn to pick and chose whats more important.¨ to daydream, they werent important. atleast; not compared to a queen who was recently kitting before they left, or the aprentice they had saved from the breath of death at seastones. or the countless warriors that had come in, battered and bleeding, needing something, yet daydream didnt have a lot to give. that, right there made them feel weak. so of course they would tend to other cats before their self. they knew geckoleaf would yell at them if she heard about this, them going back into their old habits of self sacrifice. they could be on their death bed and daydream would still some how manage to stand up and treat someone else. they felt slightly embarrassed; having three sets of eyes on them. their tail swayed in annoyance,¨i came here so i could have supplies to treat others, not a doctors appointment.¨