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DRAGONFLYPAW
Thunderclan Medicine Cat Apprentice ~ 10 moons ~ She/Her
"If you're going to be mean, then do it elegantly."
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Dragonflypaw said nothing as Treetiger examined her work, waiting silently beside the mossy nest, ears perked and awaiting her judgement. When she received a nod, it was as though a small weight had been lifted from her chest. She wasn't a failure after all. At the tripod's words, a tiny chuckle escaped her lips- Just a tiny one.
"Thank you Mudhound." Was all the cream speckled she-cat said. Thank you for the herbal knowledge. After that, she listened to her mentor's next instruction. With a dip of her head, the apprentice picked up the three mice, offering it to each warrior in turn, yellow eyes bright and sharp.
"Here. Want the mice?" Dragonfly asked, tail twitching slightly. Her eyes turned to the honey as Tree offered it to Violetfreckle, flicking her ear. Must be from Mudhound's advice.
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Mantispaw
Dragonflypaw twitched her ears as the Medic spoke, face calm but otherwise mostly emotionally unresponsive.
"Alright." The pretty she-cat said clearly when told to get the herb. The apprentice disappeared into the herb storage with an elegant flick of her tail, shadows swallowing her pelt as she fetched Chervil. Speaking of which. Treetiger had emphasised
leaves. Did that mean there were other parts, that did other things? She would figure that out, oh yes she would. For now, the she-cat simply took the three Chervil leaves and re-emerged from the storage, holding them delicately between her teeth. She handed them to her sister, flicking Mantispaw with her tail. A hint of comfort.
[-3 chervil]
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Orangeflower
Dragonfly still didn't really know what was the matter with Orangeflower, so she kept quiet as her mentor thought. An unrecognisable emotion flashed across her face for less then a second, before she smoothed over it. That was because Treetiger had whispered to her.
'Pregnant?' The Medicine Cat apprentice was still trying to absorb that when the older cat began circling the warrior, doing -an albeit weird- examination. Calling out the symptoms as well, probably for her benefit. Dragonflypaw memorised them. So, changing scent -She could tell the difference now- And her body was rounder, her appetite increased, and so on. Interesting... At Treetiger's last words, it all clicked into place for Dragonfly. Ah, so Orangeflower was
pregnant. With a graceful flick of her long tail, the dark, cream speckled apprentice murmured a quiet,
"Congratulations." to the queen.
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Drizzlepaw
So that was why he was here. The apprentice was... wet. Dragonfly looked at her mentor, rather astonished, when she yelled, though her face didn't change much. Gingerly, the Medic in-training reached out a paw and gently poked Drizzlepaw's side. Only to recoil in disbelief at the wetness that met her paw. Eh...? She rather doubted the Starclan theory, but with all the things she'd heard about, and there really being no other explanation for this, who knows. And a cough as well... Hm. Confusing. She honestly didn't want to chime in, but at Treetiger's insistence, she simply meowed,
"I honestly do not see any other explanation for the damp fur other than a Starclan curse thing. The cough could be a result of constant dampness and exposure to cold as well. I do not know for that one." It was true- She knew like, nothing about illnesses. Of any kind.
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Mothflame
Dragonflypaw almost laughed when Tree called the fearsome warrior smelly. But she didn't, instead her eyes twinkling with humor. That was bold, but Mothflame wouldn't dare attack the Medicine Cat, so it was rather funny. And bold wasn't out of the ordinary for her mentor anyway. She had been examining the leopard-printed she-cat's leg with sharp yellow eyes while that happened, taking in and assessing the leg injury as best she could. It was clearly infected, and looked painful, which was proven when Dragonflypaw picked up on Moth's barely noticeable winces. She almost jumped out of her fur, though, when Treetiger asked what
she would do. Wait.. She was expected to solve this herself.
Biting her lip, the apprentice thought for a second, going over her knowledge so far. Infection.. marigold was apparently useful, but this infection was bad, so.... Chervil. Chervil leaves. And cobwebs. Dragonflypaw hesitated a moment, unsure if she was supposed to simply say, or get the herbs and do it herself. After a second, she said,
"I would use Chervil leaves for the infection, and chew them up and apply them. And then.. Soak and wrap the cobwebs around the wound." That sounded good. The beautiful, dark russet and brown she-cat padded elegantly into the herb storage, looking around. She picked out two Chervil leaves, and a stick wrapped in cobwebs, before padding gently back out. Just in case, the apprentice looked to her mentor before she applied anything. Just for confirmation.
[-2 chervil, -1 cobweb]
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