ThunderClan: Life Before 2023's Sinkhole - Page 675

**Heatherfur** · #**6741** February 22nd, 2021, 06:42 AM

Heather-kit looked around the clearing. ~Where should I explore now...~ She thought. She saw an area the looked cozy, so she bounded in."Oh.. hello" She mewed quitely

**JackHunt_17** · #**6742** February 22nd, 2021, 08:06 AM

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Originally Posted by implimm

Rainywhisker stares at the two berries on the ground. They were pristine and looked delectable almost, if not for knowing of their potent poisonous flesh inside. He hardly moves, a muscle for another heartbeat before jerking out of his trance to give the molly a nod. "Yes, you'll do it. I want no part in this." He turns his gaze upon Buckstar then. "For future reference, Buckstar, if there is ever a time where Frostpaw is not present or able, I will not be filling her place in giving deathberries to any cat." His copper gaze flickers to Tidepaw. "It is atrocious... Frostpaw, proceed. Don't allow him any final words. Thunderchaser, as I said before, you are welcome to a nest for the time being. Otherwise, I believe you may go and rest in your own now." He was done with this in spirit. The older gray tom felt exhausted suddenly, and rather forlorn. "I'll have his body prepared later for burial if that is something you wish for him," he mutters to Buckstar with a finalizing nod.
[ @Kai, @~Fox~, @Slushie ]

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[ There was some confusion in the last post, so I will respond as though Hawk has not been seen to by Frostpaw yet. ]
The gray tom glances up from what he'd been doing to the apprentice being laid out. His jaw tightens at the sight of the familiar tom- Hawkpaw, if he remembered correctly. Without hesitating, Rainywhisker glides to his side and hunches over, sniffing at the wounds. Unsure whether or not the warrior desired sticking around, Rainywhisker decides to try and get the apprentice talking instead. "Do you know where you are? I need you to tell me exactly what hurts, if you can." Having Hawkpaw speaking to him would be far less frightening than letting a bleeding apprentice lie in silence.
As he waits for an answer of any sort, the gray male moves towards the back of the den and sniffs out something familiar. Frostpaw had informed him in the past of marigold, and he knew exactly what it looked like as well. He takes two and grabs a swathe of cobwebs as well to return with. If the tom knew anything, it was to staunch the bleeding first. He presses cobwebs to the shoulder wound, and to the other scrapes he could see that were actively bleeding. He knew just by looking that the tom's leg wasn't... Right. But he wouldn't bite more than he could handle at once. Maybe Frostpaw would comply with him and assist with that.
[ @Zesty Mango ]

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Rainywhisker frowns as a kit stumbles into the medicine den. He knew of what was going on outside, knew of what happened to them. What was a kit doing harmed in that? "You look to have escaped death by quite the blessing," he mrrows to them as he reaches into the back for some cobwebs. Settling beside Tallkit, he sighs softly. "I don't know," he meows. Because he had no idea what the kit was going on about, they were being rather nonsensical. As he stoops over to clean the kitten's ears and her muzzle he thought of what else he could use to help. Perhaps a poppy seed? Would that be alright to give to a kit? She was clearly in shock... Perhaps. He'd see how this played out. For the time being, he just needed to clean the wounds to apply the bandaging.

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Rainywhisker wakes with a start. The fur on his neck was standing on-end and his eyes were bright with alarm. What was that? Breathing in, the tom pushes himself up to sit and shake out his pelt. That cat was so familiar! Why? Realization dawns on him before too long, and he looks outside with another start. He needed to go and talk to Buckstar. Together, they would contemplate this dream.

"My back leg..." Hawkpaw whispered then growled in agony. "I-I think its broken again. I know i shouldn't have fought after it had just healed... but i did anyway." he managed to say.

**Fade** · #**6743** February 22nd, 2021, 08:13 AM

-TALLKIT-
Just healing please Its just my muzzle,I'll stand still Rainy and it wasnt lucky. Now Crookys gone and the puppy ate him and I dont know where he is,I Saw Sunny but I think he was real. Thundy said other wise. Tallkit mewed while sitting still just enough for Rainywhisker to help her muzzle thing. Tallkit still wanted Crooky ,she'd started to ignore her adoptive mother kinda? It was good enough for her liking since Thundy well betrayed her.

@implimm

Shadowkit10 · #**6744** February 22nd, 2021, 09:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Fierceclaw

~Bluekit~

Bluekit looked at Shadowkit and then to Buckstar. "It was a mistake. I didn't mean to." Bluekit mewed. He stood up and shakily went to the medicine cat den, not wanting to be there anymore. His wound was really painful anyway.

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~Bluekit~

Bluekit flicked his tail in thought. "How about some moss? To make it comfortable here. I'm sure there's some moss lying around camp." Bluekit mewed.

@Slushie @Shadowkit10 @bmkmb

Shadowkit stood his ground, ready to explain it all to Buckstar. ( @Slushie )

**Wintersun** · #**6745** February 22nd, 2021, 10:28 AM

[QUOTE=Bread;768919]

Oakcreek woke up from a nice, long nap. He stood up, stretched his limbs a bit, then plopped back down on his fat butt. The elder licked his lips, he sure was hungry, but then quickly shook his head and decided he was too tired to go anywhere. Oakcreek then proceeded to groom his long fur, that he noticed he was starting to loose. Folding his front paws in, the elder layed down. He looked at the wall, recoiling some good memories in his head from before he had decided that he was too old to be a warrior anymore. He let out a small chuckle before mumbling to himself, "Sure do feel good to be an elder."

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A orange and white kit came walking into the elders den. "Hi Oakcreek! How are you? I was hoping you could tell me a story!" Dawnkit mewed

**lovebunnyso** · #**6746** February 22nd, 2021, 11:02 AM

Fishtail Doesent say the apprentices names and scorned the leader

**plum** · #**6747** February 22nd, 2021, 12:21 PM

Rainywhisker knew that the torrent of patients coming would mean a long night for himself and Frostpaw, who was thankfully just as aware of their position as he'd become. His attention is taken by Twilightwing, who stumbled into the den to fall into a heap a few pawsteps in. Knowing you've reached safety while badly wounded was an exhausted relief, the former warrior knew well. Before going to the she-cat's side, the tom shuffles about for the stash of cobwebs he'd decided to now keep closer to him rather than away in the back. He had no way of preventing infections- Marigold wouldn't spread this thin, and he wasn't quite willing to send Frostpaw away to find something in this frozen wood. Ensuring the bleeding had stopped seemed most important to him immediately. And so, the tom stoops low to do his best at clearing away the blood and other debris from Twilightwing's wounds before pasting down the sticky webbing, his facial features rigid with worry.

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What was with all of these kittens being injured?! Rainywhisker looks at the kit now entering with dismay, a small hardly audible gasp escaping his lips. "Yes, yes," he meows hurriedly. "Let's get you into a nest." The tom kept his voice low and as steady as he could, an effort made to keep the kit calm. "What on earth happened?" Questions to keep them talking while he did what he needed to do seemed to help, serving as both a distraction and a good gauge to how the patient was doing. As he begins to clean away the blood, he keeps an attentive ear out.

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Ready for this visitor more or less, Rainywhisker wastes no time in practically jumping Blueface with his trusty cobwebs. The gray tom studies his Clanmate closely, measuring what he knew; The warrior didn't seem agonized but rather only slightly bothered. It wasn't a bad, deep wound. Less cobwebs, and still reserving the marigold as he had precious little of it. "How does that feel? Burning, or just bothersome?" This was something that had dawned on him before at some time- Burning could mean infection, he'd dealt with a few in his own past. "If it begins to burn, come back." Rainywhisker instructs Blueface while pattting down a light layer of cobwebs onto the cleaned scratch. "Unfortunately I have to ask you to return to your own nest for the night- The den is going to be full of cats I hardly stopped from bleeding out. Is that alright?"

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"Broken?" Rainywhisker frowns deeply, then looks around for Frostpaw. He knew her awful track-record of healing patients in unorthodox manners but he had no clue how to set a bone properly. Would this apprentice ever be able to walk again? Where was the damn medicine cat's apprentice when the medicine cat needed her? Lashing his tail, he growls non-verbally and turns to plunder the back of the den, pulling out a thick stick they'd taken some time ago, and another slimmer one. Returning to the apprentice, he hunches over the tom. "I'll have to do some things that may hurt, a lot. I know you can withstand the pain though- You're a warrior at heart," he tells Hawkpaw confidently, copper eyes flashing in the dim shade of the den. Without waiting then, he picks up the broken leg to slide the thinner branch beneath it longways, then place the thicker on the top. He'd be using a ton of cobwebs to hold this in place, but if it looked proper, then maybe he was doing good. Swathing the leg thoroughly in cobwebs was all Rainywhisker could do anymore for it.

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Rainywhisker let the kit babble on. It was so intelligible to him that he'd given up on trying to comprehend what was being said anymore. He had a hunch that another kit had been bitten to death perhaps, and that alone was a tragedy. For a kit to witness this was surely enough to turn it unreasonably crazy for a time. He lets out an unintentional sigh as he cleans the kit's wounds, then plucks up some cobwebbing to place over the scratches. Her ears would be more difficult to bandage, and so he decides not to waste the cobwebs there. They'd heal quickly after all.

**~Fierce~** · #**6748** February 22nd, 2021, 12:29 PM

~Bluekit~

Bluekit stayed still as the blood was cleaned. He opened his mouth to speak but then he coughed, causing his body to shake. He stopped and took a breath. "My brother, Shadowkit. He accused me of killing our sister when it was just a mistake. He attacked me and dug his claws in my throat. He tried to kill me but then Buckstar stepped in." Bluekit croaked, another cough overtaking him, this time a little blood coming out of his mouth.

@implimm

**plum** · #**6749** February 22nd, 2021, 12:30 PM

The influx of wounded from the coyote attack left Rainywhisker downright worried. The older tom was typically quite alright in tough situations, but having five little sprigs of the one herb he knew to soothe infections was not alright. He couldn't fight infections tooth and claw for these cats! "Frostpaw," he summons his apprentice. He knew she did her own fair share of fighting as well, but thankfully she seemed to have sound enough mind to not get killed out there fighting off the dogs. "Even you must know it, too," he meows tersely. "We're not going to have enough herbs to properly assist every one of our Clanmates who come in here hurt. I don't like it any more than I'm guessing you will- But we're going to need help from elsewhere. I need you to go to Ebonyfang and ask, beg if you must, to borrow anything he can spare. If he refuses, then try Sparrowskip- If he refuses..." Trailing off, he thinks of WindClan. They were the furthest. But anything would help. "Start with Ebonyfang for now."
[ @Zesty Mango ]

**JackHunt_17** · #**6750** February 22nd, 2021, 01:19 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by implimm

Rainywhisker knew that the torrent of patients coming would mean a long night for himself and Frostpaw, who was thankfully just as aware of their position as he'd become. His attention is taken by Twilightwing, who stumbled into the den to fall into a heap a few pawsteps in. Knowing you've reached safety while badly wounded was an exhausted relief, the former warrior knew well. Before going to the she-cat's side, the tom shuffles about for the stash of cobwebs he'd decided to now keep closer to him rather than away in the back. He had no way of preventing infections- Marigold wouldn't spread this thin, and he wasn't quite willing to send Frostpaw away to find something in this frozen wood. Ensuring the bleeding had stopped seemed most important to him immediately. And so, the tom stoops low to do his best at clearing away the blood and other debris from Twilightwing's wounds before pasting down the sticky webbing, his facial features rigid with worry.

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What was with all of these kittens being injured?! Rainywhisker looks at the kit now entering with dismay, a small hardly audible gasp escaping his lips. "Yes, yes," he meows hurriedly. "Let's get you into a nest." The tom kept his voice low and as steady as he could, an effort made to keep the kit calm. "What on earth happened?" Questions to keep them talking while he did what he needed to do seemed to help, serving as both a distraction and a good gauge to how the patient was doing. As he begins to clean away the blood, he keeps an attentive ear out.

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Ready for this visitor more or less, Rainywhisker wastes no time in practically jumping Blueface with his trusty cobwebs. The gray tom studies his Clanmate closely, measuring what he knew; The warrior didn't seem agonized but rather only slightly bothered. It wasn't a bad, deep wound. Less cobwebs, and still reserving the marigold as he had precious little of it. "How does that feel? Burning, or just bothersome?" This was something that had dawned on him before at some time- Burning could mean infection, he'd dealt with a few in his own past. "If it begins to burn, come back." Rainywhisker instructs Blueface while pattting down a light layer of cobwebs onto the cleaned scratch. "Unfortunately I have to ask you to return to your own nest for the night- The den is going to be full of cats I hardly stopped from bleeding out. Is that alright?"

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"Broken?" Rainywhisker frowns deeply, then looks around for Frostpaw. He knew her awful track-record of healing patients in unorthodox manners but he had no clue how to set a bone properly. Would this apprentice ever be able to walk again? Where was the damn medicine cat's apprentice when the medicine cat needed her? Lashing his tail, he growls non-verbally and turns to plunder the back of the den, pulling out a thick stick they'd taken some time ago, and another slimmer one. Returning to the apprentice, he hunches over the tom. "I'll have to do some things that may hurt, a lot. I know you can withstand the pain though- You're a warrior at heart," he tells Hawkpaw confidently, copper eyes flashing in the dim shade of the den. Without waiting then, he picks up the broken leg to slide the thinner branch beneath it longways, then place the thicker on the top. He'd be using a ton of cobwebs to hold this in place, but if it looked proper, then maybe he was doing good. Swathing the leg thoroughly in cobwebs was all Rainywhisker could do anymore for it.

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Rainywhisker let the kit babble on. It was so intelligible to him that he'd given up on trying to comprehend what was being said anymore. He had a hunch that another kit had been bitten to death perhaps, and that alone was a tragedy. For a kit to witness this was surely enough to turn it unreasonably crazy for a time. He lets out an unintentional sigh as he cleans the kit's wounds, then plucks up some cobwebbing to place over the scratches. Her ears would be more difficult to bandage, and so he decides not to waste the cobwebs there. They'd heal quickly after all.

Hawkpaw opened his mouth to reply but before he could, the strongest, most worse pain he'd ever felt shot up his legs and he yelped. His eyes rolled around in their sockets, glazed with pain, but Hawkpaw managed to stay conscious. The bleeding in his shoulder seemed to have slowed down, and any pain he felt was nothing compared to his leg.