ShadowClan Life Before Destruction

[Doom]

Originally Posted by Solstice!

it mightve been harsh to send goosepaw on her own to deal with the recent sickness outbreak, but that was their method. in their years if doing this, they had come to realize that cats that had suffered sickness all of their life, either took two routes; the pity and excuse card. or worked through it. they wanted to see goosepaw under genuine pressure - an outbreak that daydream knew like the back of their hand. but it was a good way for goosepaw to internally test herself to, to get a good glimpse to what it was like as a medicine cat. so they had watched at a distance and her progress. she had been handling things well. they sat straight and tall, dipping their head in greeting to the molly,"yes, business. first, give me a brief report on how your patients have been doing." they asked simply. they were curious on her progress,"have you found any difficulties you want to share?"

goosepaw nodded as her mentor spoke, her serious face deflating. a report...she’d never had to report anything before. her eyes darted thoughtfully at her paws, trying to recall every cat she’d been with. “well,” her words were slow at first, but eventually sped up as her thoughts got used to the flow of things. “windystar was my first patient, surprisingly enough. greencough, poor guy...he’s not doing well at all.” her ears drooped a bit when the image of her sick leader played her mind. she liked windy, it was uncomfortable seeing him ill. she shook her head to forget and continue on. “voleskip has greencough, i gave him some catmint but he seems to be doing better than my other patients. moonpaw has whitecough and she really seems to be stressing, so im doing my best to calm and heal her. same case with cherrypaw. um…” goosepaw glanced up at her mentor, then back at the floor. her throat tightened a bit. “there’s whitekit and faithkit with whitecough, then raventuft and badgersong with whitecough.” her fluffy tail tightened around her own paws as the silence fell. the molly shifted uncomfortably. “so yeah...that’s all i believe. as for difficulties im just...not good at calming cats down. the kits are hardest for me to work with. my voice ain't exactly smooth like honey.” was that okay to say? her yellow eyes hallowed as she stared stiffly at her mentor.

[vellichor]

Originally Posted by Cave

The touch of the leader that Bearear respected so much gently brought him out of his mindscape. "thank you, I kind of already have my eyes set on one. His name is Troutpaw," Bearear's mew was filled with happiness. What to talk about now though, I feel it would be odd to leave the conversation here, and- he sighed why not let him choose a topic, the thought of a new deputy is tugging too much at my mind, I mean, who could it be? surely not me! His rounded ears twitched and he forced the edges of his lips into an odd looking smile, though he was trying his best to make it look as though it was a normal cat's smile.

(sorry this took a while to respond, I couldn't focus last night. OOF this is also short, sorry)

Windystar nodded, letting out an internal sigh of relief that the gesture was taken well. He knew that he could be... overbearing at times, especially to more anti-social cats. He had some sort of desire to make cats feel better, and one of his ways of doing that was reassurance by touch. But he listened to Bearear’s words, taking them in and nodding. “Of course, I’ll make it happen. And with that, it seemed the conversation had dropped. It felt awkward, to say the least. But that was fine, he could improvise if Bearear wasn’t going to speak. “I can’t wait for new leaf,” he started, knowing that this was a topic for some flexibility and that could lead to new discussions. “I can’t wait for this snow to melt and see the flowers bloom...” The leader trailed off, staring off into the distance. How he loved newleaf, a time of growth and beauty. It had replaced leaf-fall as his favorite season. He... didn’t really like leaf-fall all that much anymore.

[CactusHeart]

Originally Posted by ~Silverkit loves~

Good morning!" Silverpaw said. She smiled brightly. "You seem in a good mood" she said happily.

“Yes, I am!” He mewed happily. He loved mornings. He took a deep breath in, and closed his eyes happily.

[~Silverkit~]

Originally Posted by CactusHeart

“Yes, I am!” He mewed happily. He loved mornings. He took a deep breath in, and closed his eyes happily.

Silverpaw smiled and walked to the fresh kill pile and got a mouse. Someone caught her eye when she went to sit down.
@silvertail000

[silvertail000]

Originally Posted by ~Silverkit loves~

Silverpaw smiled and walked to the fresh kill pile and got a mouse. Someone caught her eye when she went to sit down.
@silvertail000

Grandpaw glared at Silverpaw. He hadn't talked to her ever since what happened earlier. He didn't want to, either. He let out a very quiet hiss as he glared at her.

[graves]

Originally Posted by Peachy

goosepaw nodded as her mentor spoke, her serious face deflating. a report...she’d never had to report anything before. her eyes darted thoughtfully at her paws, trying to recall every cat she’d been with. “well,” her words were slow at first, but eventually sped up as her thoughts got used to the flow of things. “windystar was my first patient, surprisingly enough. greencough, poor guy...he’s not doing well at all.” her ears drooped a bit when the image of her sick leader played her mind. she liked windy, it was uncomfortable seeing him ill. she shook her head to forget and continue on. “voleskip has greencough, i gave him some catmint but he seems to be doing better than my other patients. moonpaw has whitecough and she really seems to be stressing, so im doing my best to calm and heal her. same case with cherrypaw. um…” goosepaw glanced up at her mentor, then back at the floor. her throat tightened a bit. “there’s whitekit and faithkit with whitecough, then raventuft and badgersong with whitecough.” her fluffy tail tightened around her own paws as the silence fell. the molly shifted uncomfortably. “so yeah...that’s all i believe. as for difficulties im just...not good at calming cats down. the kits are hardest for me to work with. my voice ain't exactly smooth like honey.” was that okay to say? her yellow eyes hallowed as she stared stiffly at her mentor.

goosepaw seemed to be handling herself well for her first trail. being a medicine cat was all about memory and the quickness of it, being put on the spot at any moment and being able to recite information like that. they were impressed for her first time, especially not needed help. they raised a brow at the mention of kits. they..had a soft spot for them, they would admit that. infact, they got along with them more then warriors, if they were going to be honest with themself. "kits are usually scared when theyre sick, or restless, one of the two. i heard tallmarsh had a hard time keeping you in the medicine den as it was," they mewed in a playful response,"speak in a calm tone and dont lose your patience, and handle them with care. it might feel a little weird to be coddling a kit, but it makes them feel safer without their mother," they had a soft spot for kits because they knew what it was like to have an absent mother, and how it messed them up mentally big time. so to show that ounce of kindness for a second, to make the den feel like a safe space, meant alot to them. "you can cuss out a warrior all you want, i could care less, but play gentle with the little ones." they cleared their throat, turning back to their den wall of herbs. something they took pride on, how neatly organized they were. "but anyways, for your first lesson were going to start with organization things. ill show you were everything is placed, and why it is, it makes it easier to search for things in the heat of the moment."

[CactusHeart]

Originally Posted by silvertail000

Grandpaw glared at Silverpaw. He hadn't talked to her ever since what happened earlier. He didn't want to, either. He let out a very quiet hiss as he glared at her.

StormPaw scooter away from the two cats. It wasn’t hard to see that this cat did not like SilverPaw. “H-Hello.” He meowed softly to the Tom

[~Silverkit~]

Originally Posted by silvertail000

Grandpaw glared at Silverpaw. He hadn't talked to her ever since what happened earlier. He didn't want to, either. He let out a very quiet hiss as he glared at her.

Silverpaw looked at Stormpaw. "I wasn't overreacting. I mean look at him! He hates me!" She said to Stormpaw. She let out a hiss while she glared at him. "I hate him now anyways, so it doesn't matter." She said and took a bite of her mouse.
@CactusHeart

[CactusHeart]

Originally Posted by ~Silverkit loves~

Silverpaw looked at Stormpaw. "I wasn't overreacting. I mean look at him! He hates me!" She said to Stormpaw. She let out a hiss while she glared at him. "I hate him now anyways, so it doesn't matter." She said and took a bite of her mouse.
@CactusHeart

StormPaw looked right into GrandPaws eyes. He shuffled a bit, not knowing what to do. “You know, maybe you shouldn’t hiss at her.” He mumbled, barely audible.

[.:Virgo:.]

Originally Posted by Ombre Party

Duskpaw purred with laughter for a few heartbeats, then watched her green eyes turn gold in the sun. He noticed the way the sun made her pure stone grey fur seem sort of slivery, and the way the cloud of air clouded around her muzzle when she exhaled. He turned away, focusing on the sea of pelts, trying to find any other cats they might reconize. "Oh..." He paused thinking. Duskpaw shrugged, turning to look at Ivypaw again. "My mentor is letting me relax today." He told her with a smile. Because Dawnpaw died not to long ago, and I'm still mourning. The thought made his heart drop, but his mew remained nonchalant as he looked away.

Ivypaw's smile dropped when he said his mentor would let him relax today, remembering that his sibling had just died. "I feel you buddy. But hey, you get to spend all day with me since my mentor isn't here. I know. It must seem like the worst thing ever, but it could be fun!" She said the last part sarcastically, to try and keep her friend's spirit up. 'Hmm... I wonder if he likes puns.'

Ivypaw smiled mischeviously, thinking of a pun to say. "Well, there are a few cat-aclysmic events in life, but you should always land on your feet!" She said and realized she snuck in two jokes instead of one. She choked trying to keep the laughter in, and waited for his reaction


(please forgive meh for those horrible cat puns, they were quite cat-astrophic I have no regrets)