Dusk Syndicate Healers' Den

[graves]

Originally Posted by Bright

Zotuosy hummed at the hairless tom's thanks. He just suddenly realized how nice he was being to him. Then again, it was a little easier to for some reason. Maybe.. Because of his rank? No, since when did ranks even matter to him? Maybe it was his personality, which was unlike any other cats' he's met in the DS. Not one that he'd want to fight, not one that he'd be annoyed by, not one that was as cold or as unfriendly. Just- different. Not even in a bad way. To Zotu, at least. He was confusing himself while thinking, so decided to focus on what was happening right now in the real world. He took the feathers that were spat out from Perci, nodding with a muffled hum at what he said. He wouldn't want to injure himself any more after already treating him anyways. And so, he began to tuck the feathers into his nest neatly, one-by-one. He was just a little shaky, so some of them weren't placed exactly where he wanted, but they were close enough. To have made it comfortable, at least.

He sat down, watching Zout try to tuck in his own feathers. Eventually he stood up, padding over next to him and tucking in the ones that were a bit misplaced. He knew he wanted to do it on his own, but he couldnt help himself. He said nothing though, simply helping tuck in the feathers. Percival could remember gathering these feathers too, he had hunted a bird for em. Usually healers werent allowed to hunt, or had very little knowledge of how to. he was proud of the hunt and still his, and it felt nice to give someone else his feathers to enjoy. Even if nobody else knew he hunted them. Once he tucked the feathers in he smiled again, patting the nest with his paw to make sure it was up to his standards. "I think thats comfy enough," he mewed," my nest is a bit bigger, if it gets uncomfy I dont mind you joining mine." this wasnt an unusual offer for Perci, he often offered most patients his nest since it was basically twice his size.

[bright !]

Originally Posted by woly

He sat down, watching Zout try to tuck in his own feathers. Eventually he stood up, padding over next to him and tucking in the ones that were a bit misplaced. He knew he wanted to do it on his own, but he couldnt help himself. He said nothing though, simply helping tuck in the feathers. Percival could remember gathering these feathers too, he had hunted a bird for em. Usually healers werent allowed to hunt, or had very little knowledge of how to. he was proud of the hunt and still his, and it felt nice to give someone else his feathers to enjoy. Even if nobody else knew he hunted them. Once he tucked the feathers in he smiled again, patting the nest with his paw to make sure it was up to his standards. "I think thats comfy enough," he mewed," my nest is a bit bigger, if it gets uncomfy I dont mind you joining mine." this wasnt an unusual offer for Perci, he often offered most patients his nest since it was basically twice his size.

While attempting to tuck in his feathers neatly, he wondered where Perci could've gotten his feathers. He wouldn't assume he got them himself, as hunting wasn't a task for the healers and all. He was pretty sure they weren't taught that. Maybe a hunter killed a bird for him in return for healing him. Or he got it from already hunted prey and decided to pluck the feathers and use it for his nest before eating it. He suddenly realized Perci had padded up to help, which he wasn't really complaining for. He didn't even ask for it, while most cats would probably just brush it off and leave him alone to do a poor job at making his nest comfortable. "Thanks," Zotu said, almost mumbled, and nodded at what he said. Yeah, he shouldn't take it that way when the healer made the offer. It was only sleeping in the same nest as another cat. Then again, he had just met Perci and wouldn't know if it was a normal offer or not. His nest was pretty big anyways. But that was only if the nest he had now got uncomfy. He laid down slowly, it still being painful to move and all. His front paws tucked under his chest, looking like one of those loaf of bread cats. Since he had nothing to say, he decided to ask about what was on his mind earlier. "How'd you get these feathers?"

[graves]

Originally Posted by Bright

While attempting to tuck in his feathers neatly, he wondered where Perci could've gotten his feathers. He wouldn't assume he got them himself, as hunting wasn't a task for the healers and all. He was pretty sure they weren't taught that. Maybe a hunter killed a bird for him in return for healing him. Or he got it from already hunted prey and decided to pluck the feathers and use it for his nest before eating it. He suddenly realized Perci had padded up to help, which he wasn't really complaining for. He didn't even ask for it, while most cats would probably just brush it off and leave him alone to do a poor job at making his nest comfortable. "Thanks," Zotu said, almost mumbled, and nodded at what he said. Yeah, he shouldn't take it that way when the healer made the offer. It was only sleeping in the same nest as another cat. Then again, he had just met Perci and wouldn't know if it was a normal offer or not. His nest was pretty big anyways. But that was only if the nest he had now got uncomfy. He laid down slowly, it still being painful to move and all. His front paws tucked under his chest, looking like one of those loaf of bread cats. Since he had nothing to say, he decided to ask about what was on his mind earlier. "How'd you get these feathers?"

It was a sudden question but Percival wasnt opposed to it. "I hunted for the bird myself."he smiled as he answered, sitting down infront of him and him too looking like one of those loaf cats. He could recall the moment when he caught it, he felt like he was playing in the air when he jumped after it-claws extending and feeling it sink into the preys flesh. he killed it quickly. As a healer he had respect for lives and any animal around him. "Healers arent allowed to hunt but..I couldnt help myself. The healers den gets lonely that I like to feel the wind on my skin and feel like Im not a healer sometimes." it was true. At times he would wonder in Syndicate territory just to be outside for a moment, to not smell herbs and sickness. to feel like a normal cat, a cat who wasnt disrespected everyday, a cat who wasnt a healer, a cat that was free of the rank pyramid. Though he loved his rank to at times. He loved to heal and patch cats up, loving to heal with plants and have that talent to bring something back to life at the tip of his paws.

[Mango]

Pistachio licked her paw wishing someone would arrive in need of healing. Her mind was clouded in grief her sister Octivance was dead. She needed something to keep her mind busy she already had collect herbs and sorted them and had nothing left to do. She shut her eyes remembering kithood with Octivance. (Open)

[Mango]

@Lawlipop

Pistachio silently sorted her herbs Dock, cobweb, tansy, poppyseeds, catnip,marigold, burdock root... she trailed off into thought sorting herbs happily, she wasn't in love with healing, but it was better than being killed.

[Lawlipop]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

@Lawlipop

Pistachio silently sorted her herbs Dock, cobweb, tansy, poppyseeds, catnip,marigold, burdock root... she trailed off into thought sorting herbs happily, she wasn't in love with healing, but it was better than being killed.

Rosaleen, was not a lover of her dark and bloodthirsty home. The savageness of it all. The merciless acts towards those who need it the most. The disrespect over the cats who were supposed to care for them, the healers, which is what Rosaleen was destined to be. A low ranked she-cat who has to endure any physical and verbal abuse her clanmates will throw at her at any time. She doesn't go out of the healer's den much, it is a daily basis where she spends days without touching the grass out of the den, she usually only goes out to fetch more herb supplies or to get food. She is wandering around, sending her most recent patient out of the den. She notices a fellow healer by themselves, organizing the supply. She hesitantly approaches the cat. "Do you need any assistance with the herbs?" she asked in a hushed tone.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Lawlipop

Rosaleen, was not a lover of her dark and bloodthirsty home. The savageness of it all. The merciless acts towards those who need it the most. The disrespect over the cats who were supposed to care for them, the healers, which is what Rosaleen was destined to be. A low ranked she-cat who has to endure any physical and verbal abuse her clanmates will throw at her at any time. She doesn't go out of the healer's den much, it is a daily basis where she spends days without touching the grass out of the den, she usually only goes out to fetch more herb supplies or to get food. She is wandering around, sending her most recent patient out of the den. She notices a fellow healer by themselves, organizing the supply. She hesitantly approaches the cat. "Do you need any assistance with the herbs?" she asked in a hushed tone.

Pistachio, didn't realize anyone was in the den, she jumped, dropping the comfry root on the ground her eyes wide she spun around the heaved a sigh of relief when she realized it was only Rosaleen," Oh- it's just you..." she meowed trying to calm her racing heart," Sure. Nothing wrong with help." She smiled at Rosaleen, not bothering to pretend she jumped out of her skin at Rosaleen's voice she picked up the comfry root she dropped and dropped it in the proper hole.
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(Pistachio duplicate)
Pistachio was alone sorting herbs, Comfry root, cobweb, marigold, water mint, yarrow...

[Tundra]

Coco limped across the camp to the Healer den.
(Or whatever they call it) She stopped at the entrance and let out a call. "Pistachio...? You there?" Coco stood there, balancing on three legs as she waited for a response.

[Mango]

Originally Posted by Flameleaf

Coco limped across the camp to the Healer den.
(Or whatever they call it) She stopped at the entrance and let out a call. "Pistachio...? You there?" Coco stood there, balancing on three legs as she waited for a response.

Pistachio jumped, knocking a small pile of burdock root over, she soothed herself by licking her shoulder, she never felt comfortable with non healers, she turned around slowly and stutttered," H-H-Hello? " she meowed she smelled blood so she added," Y-You C-can C-come in so I-I can l-l-look at y-your w-w-wound." She added trying to calm herself.

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@Swiftheart
Pistachio was minding her business sorting herbs Cobweb, marigold, comfry root, burdock root, yew, yarrow... she was lost in thought as she sorted each herb.

[Static]

Originally Posted by Chameleon

Pistachio jumped, knocking a small pile of burdock root over, she soothed herself by licking her shoulder, she never felt comfortable with non healers, she turned around slowly and stutttered," H-H-Hello? " she meowed she smelled blood so she added," Y-You C-can C-come in so I-I can l-l-look at y-your w-w-wound." She added trying to calm herself.

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@Swiftheart
Pistachio was minding her business sorting herbs Cobweb, marigold, comfry root, burdock root, yew, yarrow... she was lost in thought as she sorted each herb.

Runt walked into the den,curious what the plant smell was.'It's so soothing.Better than the smell of angry cats outside atleast.' she thought,intill she bumped into the healer,being pulled away Frome her thoughts.She yelped in suprised,falling backwards."Sorry!I-I didn't mean to!" She stuttered,hoping she wouldn't be hissed or snarled at.