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Forest padded warily into the den. She paws scraped the ground, her Ebony tail dragged along the ground behind her. Blood trickled down the side of her cheek. Overall, the small black and cream striped she cat look terrible. Her black pelt was covered in dust and dirt, a result from her squall with the apprentices. Her pastel green hues were duller than they usually were and lacked the light of adventure they normally held. As she trudged in, she stopped short, her eyes scanning the den, in search of some assistance. She had never had to come into this den in particular before, but now that she saw it, she was quite glad she wasn't going to be a healer. It looked small, smelled terrible and stank of blood, infection and disease as well, but the pungent herbs did a decent job of overpowering that. On her way back she had managed to stop the tears that flowed down her cheeks, but the evidence of tears remained. The black fur on the sides of her nose and down her cheek were wet and slightly crusty from her emotional session. Luckily for her, the water streaks weren't as visible in the dark cavern. She still sniffles everyonce in a while, but she attempted to suppress them as best she could. Before stepping further inside, she cast one doubtful glance behind her. She hadn't spoken to either of her parents, and it was only a few hours of her ceremony. Did she really want to go running back to Sorrel and Singe now?

Originally Posted by Moonfur (Post 151883) Shadow looked at the cat oddly for a moment. No cat had really asked her any questions because of her rank. She sat near the cat, curling her tail around her paws. Shadow's blue eyes went blank with thought for a moment before turning to Gold. "Well...I would train my trainee but...they left so, I try and find herbs. I need to get as many as possible right now. When I'm not collecting I hm...Well, I walk around." Shadow wasn't comfortable telling what she really did when there where no one was around. Turning, she collected the bloody moss and cobwebs in a small pile. Shifting, She scooped some snow out from the den. She arranged it around Gold's leg, "I don't think clan cats do this, but I seems like it would help take away the pain. Shadow set down some moss to soak up the melting water. Nodding when she was done, she swiped a paw over her ears.

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm (Post 159300) Gold smiled softly, "Ahh, bad luck. I probably will never have a trainee. I would teach them how to debate, not hunt. It's so underused in the Syndicate. I guess you have Hannibal, but Onyx is an idiot, who's only good strength is fighting, Halite can barely speak, and Fleck is a "Attack first ask questions later" their all idiots." Gold blushed, "sorry I went on a tangent, hunters and healers don't get enough credit." The Tom felt a chill go down his spine as the snow was piled up on his leg. He blinked and shifted into a different position. He thought carefully about what Shadow said. Clan cats.... Their weird, nicer; but weird. And I was born here.... But maybe they could work as a back up plan....

Originally Posted by NightWarrior4Life (Post 159355) Aria sighed "Shadow, it's been a while now. Can I leave? The scratch has scarred over..."

Originally Posted by Moonfur (Post 159422) Shadow flicked her tail, showing Aria that she could go. Nodding, she touched her nose to Gold's shoulder. "They'll see they can't live without us. We're better off here then in the clans." She thought about how a clan cat blackmailed her once, the shook her head. "Never mind that, all ranks are important, they'll see." She turned back to her herbs, then back to Gold, touching her muzzle to his head. "Without hunters, not as much food would be brought in. And Without healers, who would heal there wounds?" She swept her tail across the den. Sitting up the She-cat swepted her tail once more, looking over her shoulder. "I like it here, its dry and warm. The herbs make my pelt smell sweet. I would rather stay in here then be out there and take lives. I like to Save them."

Originally Posted by The Eye Of The Storm (Post 161202) Gold smiled and was about to answer when he heard Slash, jumped up, causing him to yowl in pain. He stared at his leg, more skin was appearing; bloodied and bruised. "Really," he grumbled, "Of all the times I get spooked this is Italy.." Gold thought about what Shadow said. Saving... Clans..... Respect.... Would that be what the clans are like? Safe and secure? He looked up at Slash and Shadow, "If you had the choice, and you could leave the Syndicate, join the clans, become a kitty-pet! Would you do it?" The bobtail mewed, the question was taboo, but Gold didn't care.

Originally Posted by Nighty (Post 154690) @fenic! Forest padded warily into the den. She paws scraped the ground, her Ebony tail dragged along the ground behind her. Blood trickled down the side of her cheek. Overall, the small black and cream striped she cat look terrible. Her black pelt was covered in dust and dirt, a result from her squall with the apprentices. Her pastel green hues were duller than they usually were and lacked the light of adventure they normally held. As she trudged in, she stopped short, her eyes scanning the den, in search of some assistance. She had never had to come into this den in particular before, but now that she saw it, she was quite glad she wasn't going to be a healer. It looked small, smelled terrible and stank of blood, infection and disease as well, but the pungent herbs did a decent job of overpowering that. On her way back she had managed to stop the tears that flowed down her cheeks, but the evidence of tears remained. The black fur on the sides of her nose and down her cheek were wet and slightly crusty from her emotional session. Luckily for her, the water streaks weren't as visible in the dark cavern. She still sniffles everyonce in a while, but she attempted to suppress them as best she could. Before stepping further inside, she cast one doubtful glance behind her. She hadn't spoken to either of her parents, and it was only a few hours of her ceremony. Did she really want to go running back to Sorrel and Singe now?

Hamlet had been busy with a strange influx of patients ever since Renn had disappeared- there were no restrictions on going to the clans, and the leaders then had seemed to be much more ruthless than they were now. Thankfully, cats had been getting injured less and less thanks to Halite restoring balance to the Dusk Syndicate, but he still felt slightly overwhelmed- though having his sister back made him feel quite better than he normally did. If only Bella' knew how to make all these patients disappear! He thought to himself, smiling quietly as the tom continued to sort herbs. However, his quiet didn't last for too long, and an injured trainee arrived in the den, his face dropping as the healer saw somebody so young injured already. "Oh my gosh- are you alright? We should patch that up right away!" The younger healer exclaimed as he saw Forest's bloody cheek. "We'll need some cobwebs, I guess- oh, would you keep still, also? We don't want that wound to get infected, now would we?"