[graves]

Originally Posted by Sasukewolf (madness)

Lostface purrs softly as he lays his head on her back “ what ? I didn’t noticed since you were always so beautiful to me” He says playfully noticing her embarrassment over such a thing which he will never understand. He licks her belly a bit “ you’re the same angel I’ve fallen in love with no matter how ... fluffy you get” He says with a happy purr. Of course he was happy his mate is alright however she did lose the sight in her injured eye but that could’ve been worse and besides he lost the sight of his eyes as well so he’ll be happy to help anyway he can.

Originally Posted by Rubinaito

"If you do lose your sight, I will personally work with you regarding warrior training and such. I used to be a warrior, I know some things."
Ebonymist smiled at Daypaw's words, grateful that she was lucky enough to be friends with the feline. "Thank you." She meowed sincerely, lifting her head to observe Daypaw as they headed towards the herb storage. She hesitated briefly, considering Daypaw's observation.
"Something's stressing you, I can tell.
"Well..." She hesitated, looking down at her swollen belly and shifting once more to get a little more comfortable. "The last month I've had some sudden weight gain. It's impaired my abilities to hunt and fight." She explained briefly, embarrassed that she was talking about getting softer and fatter like a kittypet with the Medicine Cat. Of course, she had never learned how kits came to be- she kept out of the nursery, and lived in ShadowClan for her apprenticeship and warriorhood. "I've been trying different things to loose the weight but it hasn't seemed to work. I eat the same amount every day, exercise..." Her fur heated up with embarrassment, looking at her paws.

daypaw looked away from what they were doing and back towards the moolly, raising an eyebrow. they said nothing, instead dropping the herbs they had in their mouth and making their way towards the molly slowly. their gaze was now on her belly, laying down infront of her and laying their head in her tum. it was weird to not say what they were doing, by they wanted to be sure. their ear was pressed flatly against her soft fur. lifting up, they spoke,¨im going to feel around your stomach for a moment. i just want to be sure about something.¨ and with that, they placed a gentle paw on her stomach before pressing down slightly,¨does this feel uncomfortable at all?¨

Originally Posted by Okapi

(By poppyherb he means poppyseed)Elmpaw’s eyes went large,” I won’t die? I. Think the herb for helping me sleep through my death is called poppyherb but I could be wrong...” he trailed off before sighing,” We were fighting the Dusk Syndicate...not sure if you know what tey are cooped up here all the time...but they are evil and living, sorta like the Dark Forest in some ways...I’d guess as I was only a moon old when the Evil Era occurred, I fought a bunch of them and recieved some scratches.” (Yup. I age my characters too slow concidering my apprentice has lived through the last moon of the EE)

Dawnpaw shrugged,”Fi-iiii-ne. Day-boy.” She replied, as she didn’t have any problem with transgenders, just simply those who didn’t identify as male or female,” Now deal with the thorn in my paw.” She commanded Daypaw as though she believed she had more authority over her.

this apprentice was being dramatic, it was cats like this that made them age years at a time in a matter of seconds. they sighed,¨its called poppy seed, and it makes the pain go away and for you to sleep, not simply die.¨ they replied, walking over with a stem with shriveled yellow flowers on it. it was all they had. ¨and i do know what the dusk syndicate is. i was at the gathering, you know.¨ they turned their head slightly, a large gash laid there. they hadnt had the chance to treat it at all because they were too busy taking care of others, though that wasnt new. ¨stay still while i apply this to your wounds. itll sooth it and prevent infection.¨
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¨im not a boy either, thank you.¨ they mewed, rolling their eyes and walking over to the molly, inspecting her paw. ¨and my name is daypaw, i preferred to be called that. have some sort of respect instead of shoving your damn paw in my face.¨ they snapped. amber hues looked towards the injury. it didnt looked infected, but it would be soon with the more time it was taking to get it out. leaning forward, the grasped the thorn with their teeth.

Originally Posted by Celestial

@woly
[ You seem busy I'll keep it short ]

Onionpaw nearly dragged himself into the medicne cats den, Mistytuft had instructed him too despite the fact he despised being cared for. The Siamese Tom pulled himself into the den not really caring to call out. If he dropped in and couldn't find the medicine cat he would have an excuse to leave. Yet the overwhelming scent from within the den told him otherwise. With a huff he dropped his worn body into a sitting position. "Daypaw!" he called out. Looking down each winding tunnel, their was the medicine cats sleeping area and than the herb stash. He scented it's disgusting aroma drifting out towards him. "Ew..."

stepping forward, they raised a brow,¨i dont like my name and the word ew stated in the same sentence.¨ they mewed, walking pasted the apprentice, voice muffled from the dry herbs in their mouth. they werent they best, but it was all shadowclan had at the time. they walked over to the herb wall, a wall that was just solid rock with herbs shoved in every crook and cranny. it was bare. daypaw sat infront of it and sighed, sitting down and dropping their herbs to the ground. their ear twitched in the apprentices direction,¨so what seems to be the problem?¨