ThunderClan Battle Healing

[Sorrow]

Name: Silvermist
Age: 17 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Medical info: Half of her right ear got torn off,her front left paw got twisted,and she has deep scratches all over her chest.
Live or Die: Live
Other/Questions: None

[Estelle]

Carrying marigold and dandelions, Nightpaw came back to camp with a hurry. It had taken a little bit- mainly to find them in the first place- but she found them. Once again she veawed past the injured muffling small "e-excuse m-e" 's here and there, wanting to enter the medicine cat's den right when she suddenly heard her mentor's voice. Her ears perked up when she did and quickly turned her head to look at her- she knew that Stormlily had stayed back probably to be with her kits, that's why she hadn't gonne to look for her in the first place. Though a slight confusion reached when the molly seemed worried about her being hurt, was it because she went to the territory alone?
It couldn't have been because of raid- Nightpaw hadn't participated, she wouldn't have been allowed since she hadn't had any battle training. Still despite the nervouness and the herbs she was holding, the young apprentice tried to offer a reassuring smile to her mentor "i'm fi-fine" she mew, again, in a muffled tone "i d-didn't par-ticip-pate, wou-wouldn't have be-en allo-allowed to-" she continued before turning to Irisflame "wh-where wou-ld you li-like the-em?" Nightpaw asked with her usual quiet voice. Having gone to get the herbs alone, she hadn't been able to collect that many, but hopefully it would be enough for a little while and she wouldn't mind going back to get more, her mentor could join as well if she wanted to, or they could do something else- she didn't really mind what it was, she just wanted to be useful in one way or another.
@Shimm @Moon Lily

[Abyssopelagic]

He nodded and swiftly padded off to grab that moss for her, careful not to step on or bump into the other cats and was quick to set the moss and brought the moss back over to Foxpudge.
@Moon Lily @BILL.

[Alexcentri]

Name: Cinderstripe
Age: 14 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Medical info: Deep scratches running down her back and a bitten tail.
Other/Questions: None
Live or Die: Live
Mention me: @Moon Lily

Cinderstripe padded into the medicine den, glancing around at the other wounded. She had expected this number, but some of the wounds were fairly brutal. Hers were not nearly as bad as some of the others, notably the wound where an apprentice had lost a tail, yet her own back wounds were staining her fur crimson. She couldn't see them but she knew that at least a part of the long scratches was deep. Holding on with claws could do that she supposed. The tabby got into a sitting position, wincing as she did so, realizing that the adrenalin of battle must be wearing off. With that, her mind raced with all the horrible things that could happen with her wounds, 'they could scar badly and inhibit movement, they could just not stop bleeding, or even worse I could get an infection and die, but I'm gonna hope I just don't have to deal with that happening'. Flicking her tail, she tried to banish these thoughts as she watched others get treated.

[Wings]

The silvery blur once again bolted out of the nursery. She had been asking her mother before she went to help Irisflame, as she promised she could. Echokit's silver stripe's glued to her sides as she made her large, for a kit's, paw's go as fast as she possibly could towards the medicine cat den. Weaving her way through the crowd of injured cats, she was astonished how badly hurt they all were, and she noticed that one apprentice had lost her tail! She wondered why first of all Icestar sent them on this raid and second, why all these cats would want to inflict harm upon another cat. Jumping over a cat's bleeding tail, she made her way into the den. Echokit scrunched up her nose at the strong smell of blood and herbs slamming her in the den. Finding Irisflame, she did a little kit jump over a pool of blood and looked up at Irisflame. It looked like to the kit that the medicine cat was putting some sort of mush onto this cat's wound and then putting cobwebs on in. Speaking up above the moans and groans of the cats around her, she let her gaze sit on Irisflame's head. "What can I help with?" Her tail was waving behind her, it almost looked as if it was too big for her because of the fluff.
@Moon Lily

[teddy.]

Dogpaw tucked her cream and black snout into the crook of he paws, desperate to forget the reality of her situation. The simple fact that banishment was making her fur stand on end was worse than the pain at that point; "I killed him. It was an accident but," But what? Dogpaw stopped talking. She wasn't even sure Irisflame was there anymore. Maybe it was best if she didn't know, not yet.

[FuzzyRatto]

Name: Cunningeye
Age: 15 moons
Gender: Neither (they/them pronouns)
Rank: Warrior
Medical Info: Pretty deep bite on their shoulder that is infected
Other/Questions (extra facts?): Nope, but thanks for asking!
Live or Die?: Live
Mention me: @Moon Lily

[dino.]

Name: Bravedawn
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior
Medical Info: Shoulders, face and neck were clawed up pretty badly
Other/Questions (extra facts?): N/A
Live or Die?: Live - her wounds aren't very serious
Mention me: @Moon Lily

[plum]

Name: Nettlespark
Age: 17/18 M
Gender: tom
Rank: Warrior
Medical Info: A few deep scratches on his muzzle, neck bitten/torn, slight bruising on shoulder and hip
Other(extra facts): You rock = v =
Live or Die?: Live please!
Mention me: @Moon Lily




Nettlespark slides into the already-crowded den and exerts a sigh doing so. He felt a little bit bad, bothering the newly named medicine cat while so many others flooded her den as well, but his neck damn hurt. His face did too of course, but not so much. Green eyes survey the den as he moves in a little deeper, sitting where he assumed reception was at least. "Hey, uh, you have another," the warrior says slowly, feeling rather awkward all of a sudden. It wasn't like he had a reason to. Irisflame was chill, she was sweet. Sniffing, Nettlespark tries not to suffocate on the thick scent of herbs and injury.

[Pluto]

Name: Rabbithop
Age: 32 Moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Medical Info: His ear is torn and bleeding, his throat and chest is bleeding, and his flank and stomach have a couple gashes in them.
Other/Questions (extra facts?): He has a stub for a tail because of a birth defect, not a battle wound.
Live or Die?: Live, but it might take some time for him to recover
Mention me: @Moon Lily