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Originally Posted by Zero to Hero
(It's alright  )
Surgestorm took one final deep breath around his mouthful of yarrow, and nodded gratefully at the apprentice. He went to the warrior, and began to work fast, knowing that he didn't have much time to save her. He had no idea if it was too late, but he'd still do everything in his power to help her. "Try to keep as still as possible," He meowed as soothingly as he could. "It'll keep the venom from spreading any faster that it already is." Surge looked at Thistlepaw. "You may need to hold her down to stop the spasms." The medicine cat worked quickly, adding tormentil to his yarrow to make a poultice. He spat the chewed herbs onto the small wound, knowing that the two herbs would extract some of the poison. Finally, he took some tansy from his bundle, only a small amount, and offered it to the warrior. "This'll help you fight it," He meowed. "The poison will stay in your system for quite a while yet, and you're going to have to fight it. But, you're strong - I know you can win and survive this." |
Thistlepaw nodded gravely at the medicine cat's instruction, grateful for something to do. Watching the all of Surgestorm's actions seemed to take forever to the young apprentice and he was just about ready to claw his own fur off in frustration. He crept a whisker-length away from his mentor, ready to hold her down if necessary, his shoulder's hunched and ready to pounce as he had been when he spotted that mouse. He dug his claws into the soil and tried to keep his voice calm. "Please hurry," he meowed softly, watching Surgestorm chewing up the herbs. He listened as Surgestorm spoke softly to Ambercloud. He sounded confident, and that helped immensely. The little apprentice sheathed his claws and to a long deep breath, his attention split between his mentor, and his silent prayers to Starclan.
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Stormfeather {Foxxi}