[Minku]

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Quackpaw
THc apprentice. She/Her. 10 Moons
Sticky Pads, Lucky Duck, Killer Aptitude T1
"I want ice cream!"

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Post 50

These healers. This. This isn't just the otter's fault, it was their fault too. Their fault. Quackpaw. She had been in the medicine den. She really was in there, she was helping the non-medic heal Muddy. Non-medic. A she-cat who was neither Wolfhawk or Hollowpaw. Neither of them. Of course the apprentice had been focused on Muddy-buddy. She didn't pay attention to everyone else in the medicine den. She chose to spare herself from the headache. She just stayed there WAITING who knows how long for the medicine cats to heal Muddy. No wonder it felt so long, they weren't even DOING anything, of course it HAD to be a random warrior that just so happened to know what to do to save Muddy. She had known Wolfpaw only asked Muddy to swallow, she knew. But they STILL left Muddy. They left Muddy to die.

When she was there waiting for the medicine cats to help Muddy. Back in the medicine den, she was right after all, Wolfhawk was a FULL MEDIC. He should know what to do, or else he should STILL be Wolfpaw. Well? He is now, but maybe if Bumble had picked a better medicine cat the otter patrol would've been healed quicker and Quackpaw wouldn't have worried as much as she did for MUDDY. Her MENTOR. "too late, no amount of apology would heal any otter wounds" Now was too late for remorse. Too late for tears. Too late. Nothing would change. Nothing. No

[eh? Like my sig says, my character's (in this case Quackpaw's) thoughts aren't my own!]