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Originally Posted by Branch of Life
Willowheart made a face that was half a smirk and half a smile. “If you do say so yourself Tallmarsh.” Willowheart did have all bark and some bite. Her useful eye followed Tallmarsh around as the molly grabbed some herbs. She dosn’t know what she’s doing obviously. Well I mean she might but I don’t think so. “Are you %1000 sure it’s correct?” Willowheart meowed poking a stick at the beehive. She rolled her right eye and stared at the cat in front of her. “Fine. If you insist medicine cat.”
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Tallmarsh was finding it harder and harder to restrain herself from lashing out at this particularly disrespectful patient. Instead, she shot the she-cat a very pissed-off glare as a warning. "Yes, I know what I'm doing. If I didn't I wouldn't be allowed to treat mousebrains like you," she retorted, her long tail lashing behind her. She grabbed the thorn between her teeth and quickly pulled it out, pressing the cobwebs to the wound to suppress some of the bleeding. As she held the cobwebs in place with one paw, she snapped, "Do you want to take my place? You're obviously way more educated in herbs and healing that I am, warrior."