private BIG BRIGHT BEAUTIFUL WORLD - oct mc meeting

[Moonbeam]

This moon's gathering of medicine cats was the first one since Ravensong's disappearance that Moonbeam did not want to go to. The announcement of Dawnglare's at the gathering had left her breathless, the words of Fireflyglow from the last meeting so fresh within her mind. He had abandoned his post as medicine cat, had run off with his mate and they had both died because of it, she didn't even like the red and white tom so why did she feel this sense of loss with the news of his passing? The only words that would greet the other medicine cats as they filtered into their spots were small "hello"s towards the others before they were all seated.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Fireflyglow." It is the first proper words from the pale medicine cat's maw after the moments of silence between the five clan's healers ended. "It is hard to lose a clanmate but especially a mentor... a friend." Had he seen the other as a friend? She did not know but it would be the last words she would speak on the matter. She would let the others speak their news if any was to be shared, RiverClan's medicine cat remaining silent as she listened and thought of what news she should share.

CAUSE LIKE CONTELLATIONS ꕥ A MILLION YEARS AWAY

• -- get some shrek the musical lyrics for the title this month, doesn't fit the vibe at all but it's fiiiine lol
• ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ flesh wounds
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ infections
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ aches & pains
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ illness
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ breathing
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ traveling
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ broken bones
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ kitting
  ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ poisons
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  ꕥ SH white masking cinnamon torbie w/orange eyes & small ears
  ꕥ 15 moons old; ages the 17th every month
  ꕥ homosexual polyromantic ; mated to beefang, crushing on redacted
  ꕥ currently mentoring none
  ꕥ "speech", thoughts, attacking
  ꕥ easy in combat unless in water, focuses on defensive tactics

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[MARBLELEAF]

She is quiet on this trek to Highstones; her breath fizzes before her open jaws, clouding her immediate vision. Moonbeam, the RiverClan medicine cat, is the first to greet the rest of them; the oft-quiet ivory she-cat offers her condolences to Fireflyglow for the loss of his mentor.

Marblepaw seeks the SkyClan medicine cat's scarred blue eyes and frowns. Dawnglare had been a polarizing cat, larger than life, phantastmic despite his earthen coat; the way he'd towered over her when she'd made her first journey into Mothermouth, the way he'd pinpointed her with her past, the fragility of her destiny — How are you going to prove you are worthy?

It still sends a chill down her spine. She has to look away from Fireflyglow. "I'm sorry for your loss," she murmurs. If anything, she cannot imagine anything happening to Starlingheart; she would be lost without the scarred healer's patient wisdom, her warmth, her kindness. Marblepaw subconsciously finds herself scooting closer to the black-and-white she-cat, her ears pricked and alert for any news the other medicine cats might have to share.

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

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• Marblekit . Marblepaw, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — 9 moons old, ages realistically on the 1st.
  — mentored by Starlingheart ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — shadowclan medicine cat apprentice, formerly a rogue. siltcloud x lilacfur, gen 3.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh fawn tabby with dull green eyes. courageous, curious, introspective, observant, judgmental, snarky.

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[Fireflyglow]

Fireflyglow cannot find it within himself to hold his head high as he seats himself beside Moonbeam, ghostly blue hues dull with grief. With all the horrible words he had said about his mentor, he didn't want him to die. He didn't deserve to die, and he didn't deserve to leave SkyClan either. That wasn't what he wanted- he wanted Dawnglare to fix the gloomy attitude he'd had as of late, to be the great tom he once was. Now he was awash with a grief so intense that it made him eat less and less. It was obvious, he'd think, from the way his hanging flesh was just a bit more loose, his waist dipping in and ribs jutting out.

Moonbeam gives him her condolences, and so do the others. Fireflyglow closes his eyes as a soft sigh leaves his nose. "..He was.. Everything to me. I find it is hard to move past this loss. Of all the cats I've lost in my lifetime, Dawnglare's loss leaves my heart the emptiest." Greeneyes, he thinks, would be the second worst loss of his life. His father meant everything to him, but Dawnglare had been there to pick up the pieces in his own way when his father passed on. His tail curls closer to himself, knotted and matted with miscare. He looked an absolute mess.

"We have.. Many new litters, however. And I have a question- Does anyone know of a way to help with bleeding while kitting?" He doesn't explain any context, doesn't dare go into detail about how Orangestar had lost a life bleeding out after birthing her kits. He would keep his mouth shut, and that secret between the pawful of cats that knew about it. Orangestar deserved that kind of loyalty, he'd think. He rolls his shoulders, pinching his eyebrows together.​

SKYCLAN MEDICINE CAT ✦ 27 MOONS ✦ CHUNKY, BIG-FOOTED SEAL POINT ✦ TAGS​

 

[GENTLESTORM]

༄.𖥔 ݁ ˖ — Gentlestorm makes his journey to Highstones after meeting up with Starlingheart and her apprentice, the tom not really in a chatty mood either as he moves across the Thunderpath and the moors to reach the place they'd all commune with Starclan. It seems that Moonbeam's the first one to arrive and greets those that arrive, the silver tom offers a brief nod of his helm only to settle down onto his haunches in his usual spot away from the rest of the medicine cats and his ears twitch as they speak their condolences about Dawnglare's passing. His whiskers twitch wondering if he had any right to say anything considering how he and the chocolate tom tended to butt heads with one another, a small frown pulling at his lips as he keeps silent for a few heartbeats. "I'm sorry... for your loss... I know it isn't easy..." Gentlestorm rasps in a slightly hoarse voice only to clear his throat and blinks at the question that Fireflypaw seems to ask about kitting, he can recall Moonbeam asking the same question when one of the queens from Riverclan had died during childbirth.

It reminds him of Leopardtongue and he can't help but wince, his ears pressing against his head before speaking once more "Raspberry leaves... helps... stop the bleeding..." His large paws shuffle awkwardly soon deciding to fall quiet once more seeing as he has helped plenty in his own eyes unless Skyclan's healer had no way of obtaining said leaves... Maybe Gentlestorm would be willing to give some of his stock to the large tomcat in exchange for some herbs, a trade of sorts, though he doubts it. Instead, he takes note of the way that Fireflyglow's ribs seem to be more visible but he remains quiet.

MORNING & EVENING, I FELT LIKE I WAS GRIEVING ᨒᨒᨒ UNTIL I SAID FUCK YOU

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  MEDICINE CAT KNOWLEDGE;
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ FLESH WOUNDS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ INFECTIONS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧ ACHES & PAINS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ ILLNESS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ BREATHING ISSUES
  — ✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ TRAVELING HERBS
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ BROKEN BONES
  — ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ KITTING
  — ✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧ POISONS
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  ✦ a longhaired blue sepia tom w/low white and copper eyes, several scars cover his body from previous fights that he somehow survived
  ✦ gentlestorm is rarely ever a warm individual and friendly to those who he meets, he proceeds with more caution and he's less likely to trust any strangers that come from outside of thunderclan. he tends to be jumpy if suddenly approached or flinches away from swift movement with his claws unsheathed when it occurs, he apologizes for it. his kindness reserved only for those closest to him otherwise anyone else can expect the cold shoulder from the old tom
  ✦ 60 moons old; ages the 27th every month
  ✦ widowed mate of little wolf ; currently interested in no one
  ✦ semi-difficult to befriend/interact with ; quick to strike/attack first if he feels threatened ; peaceful powerplay allowed but proceed with caution
  ✦ "speech", thoughts, attacking

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