private ARROW OF RADIANCE | daisyflame

[CELANDINEPAW]

Upon a stilled autumn afternoon, Celandinepaw worked tirelessly to sort the herbs at Cottonsprig's behest. With Wolfsong gone, the medicine cat apprentice felt as though there was always more to do - though perhaps it was because her new mentor simply trusted her with more tasks. With each objective came two more at its steed, like a terrible sort of hydra that she sought to slay. The spotted tabby molly only stopped her quotidian motions once a yawn wracked through her body and blustered out through her maw, as if postmeridian quietude had gotten into her, and drowsy waves fell neatly into tired bones. This is such good weather for a nap... I could sleep 'til the evening if I wanted. Gentle sunlight beckoned to her, called for her to let it bathe upon an exposed flank, wanting for it to lull her into a cradle of slumber. A sudden shuffling of the earth at the entrance startled her, and a mousy panic stirred within her heart, like whatever complacence had settled into her figure now escaped with the capricious winds. Blinking verdant gaze, she wondered if the cat at the den's entrance had watched her doze off into the domain of daydreams for a few moments. She thanked her luck that it was simply Daisyflame that came to accompany her, and the golden molly gave her sister an ivory-lined grin, with whispers of a coyness upon the margins of her maw and whiskers. "Heya, Daisy! Something the matter? You're not hurt, are you? 'Cause you can tell me if you are." The molly padded up to her, nose twitching as she searched her dear sibling for any sign of injury or ailment. She liked to think that she was quite good at sniffing it out, though she could not find anything wrong with Daisyflame. Wasn't that the only reason why cats visited her nowadays?

𝘚𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘈 𝘔𝘖𝘕𝘐𝘊𝘈, 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘝𝘌 𝘉𝘌𝘌𝘕 𝘛𝘖𝘖 𝘎𝘖𝘖𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘔𝘌 ₊˚❀ ༉ ‧₊ ˚. ☘︎ 𝘐 𝘞𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘔𝘠 𝘔𝘈𝘔𝘈 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘋

• OUT OF CHARACTER. @DAISYFLAME :3
  
  

  ❁ — MEDICINAL EXPERTISE: Celandinepaw is the current medicine cat apprentice of Windclan. Although she is quite new to her position, she also has much expertise with treatment regarding infectious diseases and basic remedies. As for anything more complex... you're better off asking a more experienced medicine cat. WOUNDS — ★☆☆☆☆ ACHES — ★☆☆☆☆ INFECTIONS — ★☆☆☆☆ BROKEN BONES — ★☆☆☆☆ CONTAGIOUS ILLNESSES — ★★★★☆ CHRONIC ILLNESSES — ★☆☆☆☆ POISONS — ★☆☆☆☆ KITTING — ★☆☆☆☆ TRAVELING — ★★★☆☆​

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  CELANDINEPAW & TRANS WOMAN & 14 MOONS
  —— Medicine Cat Apprentice of Windclan / Mentored by Wolfsong & Cottonsprig
  —— A shorthaired, wheat-yellow spotted tabby with yellowish-green eyes. Somewhat pudgy, though lean and able to hold her ground in the wild.
  —— Extroverted and unafraid to speak her mind, she is a friendly and affable face in Windclan. Though ditzy and somewhat cowardly, she tries her best to help her clan. She is prone to outbursts when spurned or stressed.
  —— Penned by Tempest. Contact on Discord (naruk4mi) for plots and threads.

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[DAISYFLAME]

Though she values gentleness just as much as ferocity, the path of a medicine cat holds no allure to Daisyflame. The stink of blood is one thing; bile and infection and the amniotic waters of the womb are other things entirely. She doesn't know how Cottonsprig and Celandinepaw do it, holding the entire Clan beneath their wings and caring for all of their oozing hurts. It must take a toll on them, surely. The yellowcough outbreak had been...

It's better not to dwell on it.

With her sister in mind, Daisyflame finds herself outside the medicine den, unsure if she's allowed in. She peers into the shadows of the tunnel, letting her eyes adjust as she searches for Celandinepaw's pale golden pelt. A hay-colored shape stirs in the sunlight filtering in through the gorse, then blinks at her with chickweed-leaf eyes. "Celandinepaw," Daisyflame calls, meeting her sister with a solemn nod. "You've been working so hard, I thought you must be tired. Is there anything I can do to help?"
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[ YOU'LL HEAR ME HOWLING OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR -- ❀ ]​