**Elmshadow**
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Omari [Am sick and kind of rushed to get something out so I apologize if I missed anything or jumbled this together a bit ><]
The dark medicine cat's green eyes traveled languidly from one fellow medicine cat to the next as they continued conversing, exchanging knowledge and pleasantries. He had at one time thought Ivysnake would be the politically-minded of the two, playing nice with the other meds. That had proven folly and, regardless, here he was as the sole Shadowclan medicine cat remaining. However, he'd done his dues, he'd given the others his most recent discovery and the most pressing or concerning at that. He truly had little interest in sharing further. Though listening generally proved useful. It was common of the type of cats who generally ended up at medicine cats to be a little looser of the tongue, a tad bit more willing to trust than their warrior counterparts. Though he knew they were not completely frog-brained, at least not to give up any true secrets.
His attention turned to focus on Springpaw, though he kept his eyes cold and neutral, as the Thunderclanner began explaining chamomile.
Cooler areas, not in the sun. Should be easy enough to find in Shadowclan. Though the sandy area will be a challenge. To strengthen the heart and soothe the mind. Indeed it sounded to be exactly the herb his daughter had needed; she was always a skittish thing, too attached to Goldenstep and Sunsetthorn and prone to cowering. He stifled a yawn at her concern over Stonepaw's ability to maintain focus though her rambling. She was mighty impressed with herself to believe she had the power to make others overthink. It was only after her next little monologue about borage that he began to realize that the apprentice was not simply sharing information but apparently offering Stonepaw a lesson. His brow cocked mildly. He hadn't gotten the impression that the young Riverclanner had particulaly
needed a lesson, especially from the far less experienced Springpaw. It seemed the new medicine apprentice had been hitting the learnings hard quite early on in her appointment but that hardly negated Stonepaw's moons of extra time spent.
Though, admittedly more interesting to Elmshadow, Cowtuft's voice broke his thoughts, stealing them away completely to the other track that Springpaw had started.
Coldamber. Looking at it all now, of course Coldamber had been of Windclan, it seemed to be woven into her very pelt. Elmshadow had simply blinded himself to it, plausible deniability and such. Besides, it made that much less sense that she'd help him. If what Cowtuft said was true, she would've been in the prime of the true heat between their clans. Did Starclan truly have so much power as to completely wipe a cat of their grudges? There really was little point in continuing to allow the thought to continue down the path it was traveling so Elmshadow cut it short. He'd already determined that Coldamber's teachings were legit so there was little point in trying to figure out or understand her motives.
As his own mind turned towards the next phase, Cowtuft made a fairly easily readable gesture of moving on and then, naturally, Lightningpaw echoed the sentiment. Elmshadow nodded once at the Windclan medicine cat, feigning back just slightly to give leave for Cowtuft and his apprentice to head inside first.