Blazepaw sniffed around again as he sniffed around the molly then standing and sniffing the air unaware sorreldust his behind him, the tom lowered his head then feeling the vibrate of a thump taking a bit to feel it the tom ears flattened as the thump felt very loud" loud! loud!" he repeated shaking his head and prancing his feet, he turned to where the vibrate came from, his ears pinned to his head indicating he was disturbed
Sorreldust stopped her tail, gently brushing it across his flank briefly, her silent apology to poor little Blazepaw for upsetting him. Sorry, it meant, specifically.
But this meant she could try finding a way to communicate with the tom. She herself was nearly non-verbal and had her own way of communication. Maybe she could share that with him? Help him establish a way to speak to him. Or rather "speak".
Since he was vibration sensitive, she indicated for him to come closer, giving him a direct line to follow to come find her. She hoped with him right next to her, she could speak to him better in case distanced communication failed.
She wanted to do something Blazepaw would be happy with and planned to ask him once he was closer.
[Sorry this is so late, life was weird for me; if you ever want to end the rp, I won't mind, but I personally would love to keep Sorrel and Blaze interacting]
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Sorreldust stopped her tail, gently brushing it across his flank briefly, her silent apology to poor little Blazepaw for upsetting him. Sorry, it meant, specifically.
But this meant she could try finding a way to communicate with the tom. She herself was nearly non-verbal and had her own way of communication. Maybe she could share that with him? Help him establish a way to speak to him. Or rather "speak".
Since he was vibration sensitive, she indicated for him to come closer, giving him a direct line to follow to come find her. She hoped with him right next to her, she could speak to him better in case distanced communication failed.
She wanted to do something Blazepaw would be happy with and planned to ask him once he was closer.
[Sorry this is so late, life was weird for me; if you ever want to end the rp, I won't mind, but I personally would love to keep Sorrel and Blaze interacting]
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Blazepaw lifted his ears as the small gentle vibration came and went through his paws, the tom smiled then feeling another vibration the tom nodded and sniffed around, his tail flicking up and down, Hitting the ground and making vibrations, his ears perked and a smile broaded upon his face
Daisykit was glad that Cinderpaw had allowed him to join in lesson even if he was a bit late. He quietly watched as Redkit had volunteered to be the one that the lesson was taught on. He gasped quietly when Cinderpaw was able to easily flip over the kit though quickly shook their head as they listened to the apprentice.
Don't let anyone get your belly or neck, that sounds...easy enough. Though he still felt a small amount of fear at the thought of being in a battle and his belly and neck getting attacked. Though they shook their head at Cinderpaw's last questions.
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A yell from Flameheart, and the patched tabby was stomping over to the Prisoners Den. A raised eyebrow as the molly explained the situation, but she took up a seat beside the entrance of the den without much of a fuss. The only real problem here was that her partner in this mission was Hailhawk, but she could ignore him quite easily. She wasn't an apprentice, he had nothing on her other than a few moons age difference, which she wouldn't be letting get in her way. Instead, Foxflurry sat steady at the front of the den, standing on duty as various yells came from within. Boy, she was glad she wasn't Thunderchaser right now.
A sudden memory from a few moments had her doubting the dens fortitude, as a small tail weaseled its way into her memory. She hadn't been paying much attention then, but now it really was tickling her brain. But Flameheart was screaming and that was scary. But there also could be a kit in there. AAAAAA. A ginger spotted head peeked into the den, and low and behold, a kit lay before her. Shoot. Stepping in quickly, trying not to interrupt the punishment or whatever, she whispered a quick "Sorry" to Flamheart before reaching over to the kit. "Hey, little guy!" She whispered and faked a grin as she crouched down, trying her best to seem smaller. Then again, she wasn't too big a cat to begin with, so maybe she wasn't too scary.
Especially not compared to the other two here. How does one speak with kits, why were they so intimidating? Or, maybe act like he was Pebblepaw Yeah, he was like Pebs."Do you want to get out of here? I can tell you a story, we could play a game? Get away from the scary guys?" Scary dunces, as Pebblepaw would say.
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Shrikepaw dragged himself out of the apprentice den, knotted fur catching on the entrance. The sun clawed at his eyes, punishing him for the time spent inside. He stumbled forward more, head foggy. How long had it been since he'd eaten, since he'd drank? Starclan, the death of his parents had been seven moonhighs ago. He hadn't been out of the apprentice den in at least two. He blinked, snapping back into reality, realizing he had been standing right outside the den for several minutes without moving. He mentally chided himself, reminding himself that he wasn't the only cat in the clan. He had taken long enough to recover, and needed to get back on track with training. No matter what images flashed in his head each time he blinked. No matter if at night, his parents' death played on repeat, his mother's horrified face as his father sunk his claws into her pelt, a mad look in his eyes. His father, being dragged off his mother's body by Shrikepaw's clanmates, screeching obscenities until he could no longer, foam spewing from his mouth. Shrikepaw shuddered, again reminding himself to move and accomplish what he had left to do. Giving his rumpled fur a once-over, he padded into the clearing, searching for his mentor Koiblossom.
Stompaw nodded" thank you sundust!" he meowed walking out of the den he noticed thunderblaze's injury the tom shook his head and went off
THunderblaze walked in with an unhappy look" sundust? you in here?" he asked standing next to the nest the tom huffed as blood dripped down from the back of his head
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The medicine cat glanced up as Thunderblaze padded into the den. “Hello,” he greeted the warrior with a flick of his tail. The gash on the back of the other tom’s head looked nasty, but upon first assessment Thunderblaze seemed to be alert and showing no signs of concussion - that was good. “You wanna share how you got a wound like that?” Sundust was becoming pretty adept at guessing how one might garner a certain injury - right now his guesses were that Thunderblaze had either gotten into a fight or fallen from somewhere and hit his head. Either way, not a pleasant experience. The large ginger tom went to fetch some herbs while he waited for an answer.
Oriolepaw nodded at Sundust’s words. At least a quarter moon of rest, and physical therapy? StarClan, that sounded like a lot. But, if it allowed him to heal without any complications, then he’d take it. The last thing he wanted was to have to give up on being a warrior now. “Thank you, Sundust,” he said quietly.
As he lay in the medicine den, he began to worry about what Quietpaw and Sootfur would think once they found out he’d been injured. He hoped they wouldn’t worry themselves too much; sure, it was bad, but it wasn’t fatal or anything!
Oriolepaw’s thoughts then drifted exclusively to Quietpaw. With a jolt, it suddenly occurred to him that he’d been meaning to ask Sundust about her. Now would be the perfect chance!
“Sundust?” he asked, lifting his head again. “Why can’t Quietpaw talk?”
Sundust’s ears flicked forwards as Oriolepaw asked a question all of a sudden, and about Quietpaw of all cats. The medicine cat had yet to interact with the apprentice yet, but he had taken notice of her condition. “That’s a bit of a complex question, Oriolepaw. Sometimes cats simply are unable to talk because they were not born with the ability to do so - like a cat who is born blind is unable to see. Sometimes cats feel more comfortable not talking, and embrace other means of communication.” As he spoke, Cowpaw drifted to the medicine cats thoughts, along with the young medicine cat’s paw language that he utilized.
“In Quietpaw’s specific case, I believe it is the former. The best thing you can do though is simply look for other ways to communicate with and include her.” The medicine cat paused for a moment. “Now, Quietpaw may very well have her own way of communicating, but if you are looking for ideal ways to talk with her, WindClan’s medicine cat uses paw signs to communicate. I can always ask him to show me some, and then teach you in turn if you would like.” Since he had little interaction with Quietpaw, he was unsure if the molly had developed her own way of speaking, but if not it wouldn’t hurt to provide one for her.
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Flameheart
While her reunion with Violetpaw- or as she called herself, Indigo- was the next greatest thing that has happened in her life aside from Sootfur and her promotion to the Keeper status, Flameheart's reunion with her former Clanmate was not one she expected, and she doubted Indigo expected it too. Aside from their mini fight and the new addition to her orange pelt, she did quite enjoy being in her old friend's presence once again.
"Sundust? It's me, Flameheart. I got in a fight with an intruder... again." she sighed and sat down, waiting for the golden tabby to make an appearance. That had to be... what? The third time she's gotten in a fight? Yeesh... it seems like I'm the one depleting Sundust's resources... I'll have to ask him if I can get any herbs to replenish his stock.
Rainpaw
Everything from the tip of his ears to the tip of his tail was sore. His ear was dripping blood and was beginning to dry, which he guessed was good, but every other bit hurt. He had blurry vision in his left eye, but young Rainpaw didn't know if that was the blood from the scar above his eye coming down or what, but he knew it all had to be fixed. He wanted to just sit with his sister's grave for as long as possible before nightfall, but he knew he wouldn't be allowed out, especially with that monster still roaming around the territory. The young tom never wanted to have an attack like that happen again. I just... didn't want Quietpaw to end up being that monster's meal... she deserved the world and I wasn't about to let her body be disrespected like that.
"S-sun... dust?" he croaked, trying his best not to shake his head to get rid of the blood drops that didn't seem to want to leave so he didn't welcome his headache back. "Q-quietpaw... she... s-she..."Oh, stars... I can't even finish a sentence..."I... she... SHE SAVED MY LIFE!"
His words came out much louder than he had anticipated, but it was the only way for him to not stutter as he plopped down and released the tears that were stuck in his eyes. The tears stung when they ran down the fresh scarring under his eye, which made the crying worse, but he was more focused on his emotions and the pain his sister had endured when she was clawed and bitten to oblivion by that monstrous creature.
"I... I sh-should've been t-the one... i-if it weren't f-for her... I- I wouldn't b-be here..." Rainpaw didn't dare dip his head to the medicine cat while he explained why he was in there. He couldn't bring himself to stare at his blood-soaked chest fur. He couldn't bring himself to stare at Quietpaw's blood. Not any longer. "I... I- I t-tried... I tried to s-save h-hers, b-b-but... I- I c-c-couldn't.... I couldn't g-get her b-back i-in time..."
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Sundust’s whiskers twitched, almost amused as Flameheart padded into his den. “Well, it seems you’re becoming a regular here. I’ll have to start putting you to work.” He padded over to his herb storage, collecting a marigold leaf and some cobwebs as he spoke. “Care to share the details of this battle? It’s honestly quite shocking how many cats have been crossing ThunderClan borders.” Sundust wondered how informed Sparrowstar was of this issue, and if he should bring up the frequency of these border scraps the next time he saw her.
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Oh stars, it hurt Sundust’s heart to see so many apprentices and young cats suffering so often. First order was to get some herbs, maybe something to help calm Rainpaw if he had it. Once he was certain the apprentice was physically okay, he could focus on comforting him.
The burly medicine cat returned swiftly with cobwebs, a marigold leaf, and a chamomile leaf. He slid over the chamomile leaf first. “Eat this, okay? Listen, you did nothing wrong. Don’t ever say it should have been you when it shouldn’t have been anyone.” Why such terrible things were allowed to happen, Sundust did not know. But they did. And regardless of who was at fault - whether a cat or the stars themselves - it was the living who had to watch the dust settle.
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Quailfur
Her ears perked up pointing in the direction of Sundust. She repeatedly blinked before Sundust pointed any symptoms she could be feeling. Well, it was confirmed that she was having kits once again. And with her expecting she could only imagine the width of stomach once she comes close to their birth month. Quailfur gave a small smile, on the question of symptoms. She couldn’t really guess what would cause any problems during her kitting. She was lost in thought, her head quirked. Well with the incident of Redfur and her kits.. Oo she hoped that wouldn’t happen to her at all. She shivered at the thought of blood pooling like liquor from its cup. Her ears slightly flattened, she could only shake her head. "Mm, well I might have been feeling some fatigue.. and I’ve been a bit more sensitive to smell. And maybe some chubbiness into that.. I-I’ll let you know if there’s anymore." She murmured, giving a small purr towards Sundust. Unsure if the medicine cat needed anymore information to conclude all of this.
Sundust nodded as the queen listed off her symptoms - everything seemed to indicate a pregnancy. “Based off of the symptoms, I’d say your theory lines up nicely; I can officially declare you as expecting kits.” He was glad to here the queen say she would come to him with more symptoms - hopefully more open communication with the queens could prevent a Redfur situation from happening again in the future.
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[Petalkit]▪︎Curious and joyfull▪︎5 moons▪︎interest in herbs▪︎
The small kit walked in...a hard smell of herbs hit her as she thinked...it smells good...Petalkit walked around and looked at the med cat...one day , when i grow up, ill be the greatest med cat ever!...She rhinked happily and walked some more trying not to step on the herbs...
Sundust was wary for a second as a kit wandered into his den, but was glad to note there was so scent nor sign of blood or injury - that was always a relief. ”Hello there, little one. What brings you to my den today?” It was likely a stomach ache, or even perhaps just simple curiousity. Sundust wondered if younger cats were sometimes intimidated by his secluded den - they often seemed to avoid it when possible. Then again, even warriors would try to evade the medicine den unless they were on death’s door.
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The warrior padded back into camp and her mist-colored eyes searched for the deputy. "Dawnpaw completed the patrol, and there were no issues at the border." Well, it would have been rather weird if there was considering they had been there very recently, but she wasn't looking to stir up anything by mentioning that.
Hailhawk noticed the kit, trying to get into the prisoners den, that he and Foxflurry were just ordered to guard. He was about to intervene but Foxflurry seemed to have an idea and frankly she looked a lot less intimidating than he did so he left her to it, and kept his eyes on the prisoner, and the entrance of the den.
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The medicine cat glanced up as Thunderblaze padded into the den. “Hello,” he greeted the warrior with a flick of his tail. The gash on the back of the other tom’s head looked nasty, but upon first assessment Thunderblaze seemed to be alert and showing no signs of concussion - that was good. “You wanna share how you got a wound like that?” Sundust was becoming pretty adept at guessing how one might garner a certain injury - right now his guesses were that Thunderblaze had either gotten into a fight or fallen from somewhere and hit his head. Either way, not a pleasant experience. The large ginger tom went to fetch some herbs while he waited for an answer.
Thunderblazeshook his peltas sundust asked how he got it"got into a fight with my niece who is an outsider" he replied, his eyes gazing at sundust as he went to get the herbs
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