[iliri]

Springpaw
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
purrks: herbal knowledge - tier 2 | the collector | mind reader | skip the steps[all perm. active; sts for battle training]

Hanging around in the medicine den was growing more and more difficult to keep herself submerged from all the patients coming down with this poison. It was sad, really. That something as deadly as this kept coming around and was growing worse by the passing second. Before the molly could further dwindle in her thoughts, the sound of someone entering the den soon caught her attention, making the calico crane her head slightly to look in the direction of her sudden visitor entering the den. A tom-cat and a kit. It has seemingly been growing more and more common that duos are entering the den more than just one cat. Seems that cats have even come down with illnesses that were worse than just this poison itself. “O.. o-of course! G… go ahead.. and place… yourself on… one of… the moss-beds… and I will.. see… what I can… do to… help.” Springpaw casted the tom a sweet, yet genuine smile as she gestures towards one of the nearest beds, before focusing her attention solely on the kit that was placed into her view.

Something wrong with the kit? Well, that was definitely not good. The young kit seemed awfully chatty for him to have become ill, so that couldn’t have been the issue. Although, he did keep talking to himself… which Springpaw wasn’t quite certain to call a strange occupance. She talked to herself sometimes, so maybe Shrewkit was doing just that? Either way, it was better to get the deed done and over with. “H-Hmm… S-shrewkit?… Who… are you… talking to… if I… may ask?” She questioned, ignoring the panging feeling in her throat while she questioned the young kit, furrowing her brows forward in both question and concern as she asked who Shrewkit was speaking with.

@Sundrop