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Originally Posted by starfall
@Lonestar23
The small tom padded into the medicine cat den, his ears flat against his skull, his blue hues flickered with unease. This den hadn't brought good memories, this is where he found out his mother didn't love him, and this is where the only family member who cared for him lived, and now he's dead. Honestly the only reason he was in here now was because another queen pushed him in here after he had cut his arm.
Stonekit looked around and twitched his whiskers "Hello? I've got a cut on y shoulder....it stings a little and I want to get out of here as soon as possible." he called out, his little voice wavered slightly as he tried to suppress the overwhelming sadness that washed over him. Anytime he came near this den, he felt a twinge of sadness, but now that he was in the den, it was overwhelming, he began to tear up, but quickly blinked away the tears as he saw a figure approaching. He didn't want them to see how sad he truly was, how angry and confused he was. He had to be strong, or else he'll be swept away.
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Approaching pawsteps alerted the young cat to the presence of another. "I'll be right with-" The medicine cat began, her back turned to the entrance as she glanced over the herb storage and then her expression changed when she saw who it was. Wheatfur had often spoken of his family, and Caliapaw had listened to every story. Sometimes she had only been half-listening, but that didn't change the fact that she knew who Stonekit was. I know how you feel. She thought with an inward sigh at his comment about wanting to get out of here. Some days were like that for her. Yet Caliapaw tried her best to always keep the same expression on her face, a neutral one, but it was good enough. "I'll fix that up for you." The feline answered, grabbing a couple of cobwebs and some marigold. She hoped she was doing the right thing - from what Wheatfur had taught her, the marigold would help heal the cut and keep out infection. She was starting to run a little lower, however, which made her nervous - she would have to search through her memory and see if there was anything else for infections. Some things could treat them, but she needed a preventive method first. Chewing the marigold, Caliapaw sat silently, half-watching Stonekit but mostly paying attention to her work. When she was finished, she dripped the juices into the open cut, leaving the now-dried remaining part of the plant on the ground. She'd take that out later. "I know it stings. It'll help it heal faster though." The medicine cat shrugged as though that were her last word on the matter, picked up the cobwebs, and placed them on the cut.