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Originally Posted by Mystical

@Zero to Hero @2018 Okapi

Oriolekit padded into the medicine den confidently. She had just watched Surgestorm and an apprentice leave the den, and she was positive she would be able to get out of the den in time so that they would not catch her in what she was about to do. Her bright amber eyes searched the den for the closest herb store. She quickly discovered a low to the ground pile of green leaves and another of what looked like flowerish things. She went over and began batting them all over the place, mixing them up with whatever was in her way and cluttering them all over the floor. As she ran around, she hit a cobweb, and sputtering stepped back. Instead of being annoyed, Oriolekit smirked. She pawed at it until she had it safely stored in her paws. She lifted it up, and then placed in what looked like Surgestorm's bed. She smiled, looking around at the messy place she decided that it had been a worthy revenge. But what she heard turned her smile into a fearful frown. She heard the the sound of a cat approaching, and by the smell, it was Surgestorm.

Originally Posted by 2018 Okapi

Yellowpaw snapped out of her flirting stage,” Oricolekit.” She wasn’t going to scar a kit with her flirting with Surgestorm. She would keep Oricolekit aware of the innocent kit world only.

(Alright, cloning Surgestorm I guess! You guys (Mystical and Okapi) only respond to this rp post below )
Surgestorm strolled back into the den a few minutes later, chatting with Yellowpaw. However, as he entered, he instantly felt that something was off. Taking a large breath in, he smelt the kitten before he saw her. Oriolekit? The tom wondered what she wanted with him, just as his yellow gaze caught sight of the kitten... who was surrounded in a scattered mess of his good herbs. Yellow orbs widened in surprise, flicking back up to her now fearful gaze. Surgestorm instantly felt a warm flush of anger, with a helping of fear along with it. Some of the herbs would be able to salvaged, but many would have been trampled beyond use by this kind of treatment. How was he supposed to heal his clanmates in the upcoming battle without any herbs?? Maybe he got here before she had gotten to them all? The medicine cat was speechless for a long moment, his yellow orbs hardening. "What are you doing?" He asked, his voice surprisingly soft... almost sad - despite his inner anger.

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life

@Zero to Hero

ShineFlower burst into the medicine den, making quite the racket. But this is important she told herself. "Surgestorm! Surgestorm! Please! Come quick! OnyxWhisper sent me...it's Rabbitpounce. Rabbitpounce is..." The grey warrior couldn't get her words out but hoped she got the message across pretty well. "Out in the territory, come on!"
She didn't want to lead and boss Surgestorm around like this but she was too worried and upset about Rabbitpounce. The the she-cat looked down at herself and remembered her own injuries. Blood was dripping on the floor from a bad stomach wound. "Oh yeah. Could you take a look at everyone else too please?"
I should think about everyone else...they deserve it after all they've been through. All I've done is make things worse. If I die today I deserve it. I have nothing to lose anyway.

Surgestorm awoke with a startled gasp as Shineflower burst into his den. He squinted past the glare from the entrance to his den behind her, groggily scrambling to his paws. "Wha-?" He barely got the word in before she continued, his heart seeming to freeze in fear from what he heard. Yellow orbs took in her disorderly and bloody appearance once they had adjusted to the lighting, and he instantly knew what had happened - those were obviously wounds inflicted by other cats. The experienced tom went straight to his herb storage, grabbing the necessary supplies that he would need. He took a moment to press a wad to cobwebs to the warriors stomach, hoping it would slow the bleeding enough that she wouldn't lose too much. The tom would have liked to keep Shineflower here since it was such a deep wound, but he needed her to lead him to the others. Therefore, this quick patch would have to do for now. The wound wasn't deadly for her... yet anyways. "Where?" He breathed, the question simple after moons of doing this. His jaws clamped securely around his haphazardly wrapped bundle of herbs to go.