A BURNING MEMORY ⛧ CELANDINEPAW

[Vulturepaw]

˖⁺‧₊ ☽◯☾ ₊‧⁺˖ 　"Hey, Celandinepaw," Vulturepaw calls. He creeps over on hesitant paws, head down. Narrowed eyes peer up at the wheatgrass-colored apprentice. He stares at them for a moment, tail lashing, before his eyes flicker away. "Um, sorry for getting mad at you, before..." The apology is half-hearted, the incident half-remembered in a feverish haze. He swallows.

She was cruel, that's what they remember. Her voice was harsh, accusing their father of prejudice. The memory tasted bitter, but they swallow it back. Making the healer angry won't do anyone good. "You just... You gotta t-t-take c-cuh... care of him, okay?" There's something wary in their voice, paws kneading at the ground below. "My d-d-dad," they clarify softly. If he keeps refusing treatment, he won't get any better. If Celandinepaw keeps berating him for it, he'll only get more stubborn. They know him well enough to know that. "Even if he says no, you have to make sure he gets b-better. Um, promise me you will, p-puh... please." They lift their head up a bit now, searching her face with something steely in their eyes.

THERE ARE FLOWERS GROWING ALL AROUND ⛧ A MASSIVE ANIMAL INSIDE OF ME‎

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  "SPEECH"
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  VULTUREPAW ⛧ he / they, apprentice of windclan, seven moons.
  ⭃ a spiky-furred dark tabby with amber eyes.
  ⭃ skittish and dour, with a superstitious sort of pessimism.
  ⭃ micheal x npc, adopted by periwinklebreeze. sibling to dustpaw and bilberrypaw.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ⭃ penned by SATURNID ↛ saturnids on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[CELANDINEPAW]

Celandinepaw's ears flicked as she heard her name through a haze of her own thoughts, like a febrifuge reaching out from a field of pyretics, little pinprick that managed to drag her out of her own misery. Her quotidian routine had been remarked by sickness and sorrow, so much so that she had allowed it to sink into the soft soil of her fleecen flesh, the spirit of the pestilence a fever within her bustling mind. It was not until a younger voice plucked through the motions that she had been able to escape from it. Wheatgrass-tinged eyes rolled towards a familiar face, of brandished tongue and thistle-sharp fur. Vulturepaw... What's he doing here? I hope he's not sick again. That'd be horrible. Vulturepaw apologized with wariness holding fast onto his tongue, like vague thorns pointed outwards from a young cat's maw, a defense mechanism for the cornered creature. She knew why - not intimately, as though her inexperience and her ego eclipsed much more sympathy from welling out of her being. The spotted molly was tired, and it could certainly be gleaned from rough-hewn pelt and rusted corners of eyes. Still, she appreciated the apology, as wiry and uncertain as it straddled out of the young cat's mouth. "It's fine, Vulturepaw. Don't worry about it. I'm sure Periwinklebreeze didn't mean to be that way. The sickness is hard on all of us, so I hope he knows now that he can rely on us to keep him safe." The spotted tabby nodded, affording him a taut smile that had not come easy for a while, as though it were an ephemera weeded out by the blight that hugged at her sides. Malaise was a scourge upon their people, dampening even the most sunshot of spirits, and she understood it much more than most (to herself, anyways, as the forefront of the plague and the one caring for the sick and damned). At least Periwinkle had learned his lesson, she hoped. After all, why would one cling so hard to their warrior's pride if it did nothing but hinder the process of healing?

𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚 𝘚𝘔𝘐𝘓𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘋𝘈𝘙𝘒 .° ✿ °. 𝘐 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘚𝘌𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘠 𝘐𝘚 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘛𝘖 𝘈𝘙𝘊

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  —— CELANDINEPAW / She/They/He / 12 Moons
  —— Medicine Cat Apprentice of Windclan / Mentored by Wolfsong
  —— A shorthaired golden spotted tabby with yellowish-green eyes. Somewhat pudgy, though lean and able to hold her ground in the wild.
  —— Extroverted and unafraid to speak their mind, she is a friendly and affable face in Windclan. Though ditzy and somewhat cowardly, she tries her best to help her clan.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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