| Clover |
August 17th, 2017 08:23 PM |
Re: RiverClan Medicine's Cat Den
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Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx
(Post 356803)
@Clover
Juniperkit entered the den, prancing confidently. Her gleaming green eyes seemed to give away the curiosity that drove her actions. Recently, she's been introduced to ShadowClan. What an honor! Usually it was apprentice-age when cats are first introduced to the other clans. However, Juniperkit didn't like the ShadowClan cats' scent, and it was even worse that she had to share the nursery with some of them. She was sure she wouldn't be able to smell soon!
She's explored every den so far - excluding the leader and medicine cat den - and she decided now was the perfect time to investigate one of the mysterious dens. Juniperkit chose the medicine den because it was free for visitors unlike Russetstar's den where you had to be invited in. She swore that one day she would receive the opportunity to explore his den. Focusing on current events, Juniperkit found herself looking around in awe. The den was practically flooded with cats, both ShadowClan and RiverClan, she she could easily make out a young feline whom tended to each patient. She watched with fascination as the medicine cat completed her duties so swiftly yet accurately.
Juniperkit hadn't realized she'd come to a complete halt, her jaw having dropped due to the same fascination that danced in her eyes. The mottled kit stood still, her tail dangling behind her. She couldn't help but murmur, ``Wow...``, an abundance of awe laced in her voice. She was easily distracted, though, at the sharp tang of herbs. Her head twisted in every which direction to determine where the scent came from. It was blended with many other new scents, which unbeknownst to her was simply other herbs. However, these new scents intrigued Juniperkit and she began to head in the direction of the scent.
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Geckoleaf had been distracted by ShadowClan coming into camp; she had also been helping to train Daypaw in what seemed like all of her spare time. Herbs were strewn across the floor carelessly as Daypaw learned the names and uses of every one, and put them into practice as they healed. But now, Geckoleaf had to deal with the carnage; Daypaw was too injured, too exhausted to deal with it. But she didn't mind much; it felt like she was getting a chance to become re-intimate with her medicines, and it relaxed her considerably.
Her paws worked quickly, sorting the various roots, barks, leaves, flowers, and seeds; each was piled with others of their own kind, and soon they were sorted into neat piles. She smiled slightly and then began slipping them into the cracks of the stone wall, using them like a crude shelving system. She'd have more work to do later, gathering herbs in the territory and such, but for now they'd have enough to last.
A curious noise hit the molly's ears; the soft paw-steps of a kit, a soft gasping whisper of admiring. It had been a while since someone had shown interest in her, or her practice. Geckoleaf's smile returned, the familiar press of depression seeming to ease somewhat. Her head turned, and she spotted a small mottled she-kit standing towards the front of the den, gaping in seeming awe at the den. Shifting her body so she faced the kitten, she recognized the tiny one; it was Cloversplash and Frostedhawk's kit, though she couldn't remember her name. "Hello, love. What's your name?" |
