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Cottonsprig looks for distreactions. With Rimekit now sick and nestled in the medicine den, she uses this opportunity to host hcheckups with the rest of the nursery. After all, her siblings between them have seve n other kittens, and then Rattleheart's remaining bundles - and Lungworkit, too, of scourse. Her tail lashes as she lines up the older kittens, laeaving her sister to the wayside to individually check the smaller kittens later.

"Alright - which of you have been treated for yellowough?" Cottonsprig stars. She knows that some of Rattleheart's litter fell sick, hence why only Bunnypaw became an apprentie recently. But are they feeling better? Surely by now their symptoms should have faded, but maybe they're like Lungwortkit and have simply longer felt ailments. Her tail lashes again, "It's okay to admit it. Many of the older warriors got sick seasons ago, and are strong er now because of it!"

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  • MEDICINAL KNOWLEDGE
    ♥♥♡ WOUNDS ; can confidently stop bleeding and mend lacerations. will often request that you keep your injury clean and wait it out first.
    ♥♥♡ INFECTION ; as a side effect of likely her own doing, very dutiful with technique and treatment shortly thereafter.
    ♥♡♡ ACHES & PAINS ; will defer to a dark tunnel and rest. if pain persists, maybe she will offer something.
    ♥♡♡ BROKEN BONES ; has never dealt with a broken bone. likely will ask that you never move. ever again.
    ♥♥♥ TRAVELING HERBS ; learned well from her previous mentor. will pile even too many remedies to tough the wilderness with.
    ♥♥♥ KITTING ; having kittens of her own and helped several others with their litters, she is very well versed with calming techniques and quelling pain.
    ♥♡♡ POISONS ; she knows what they are... but that isn't enough, isn't it?
    ♥♥♡ ILLNESS ; having worked through two yellowcough bouts, she is confident in her remedies. much else... she's operating on trial and error.
    ⸻ cottonsprig is a dutiful and excitable medicine cat. she enjoys company and loves conversation. she'd rather not have too many curious noses snooping around her den... but who is she to quell curiosity?
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    ⸻❥ cottonsprig is the primary medicine cat of windclan. a former princess to the moors, she harbors many guilts for her actions throughout her short life. she has no consistent partner, unwilling to commit and settle, and she is training celandinepaw in medicine.
 

His presence near the nusrey is only to help. Spurred by the bewfound reconciliation between himself and Cottonspirg, he waits at the mouth of the nursery as an encourahging r presence. His pelts pe UGH His pelt itches with worry as his thoughts drift to Woldsong. Wolfsong. He was the ne one to treay .

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He was the one to treat every patient while Cottonsprig was away, ill-fated kittens included. She picks up the l slack left b by his absense now , but Sedgepounce longs for a WindClan strengthened by the presence of two healthy medicine cats, bolstered even moreo moreso b mores WHY more so by the promise of a third.

"Mhm, 's important for Cottonsprig to treat all of us, warrior s included," he supplies helpfully. A strau sr stray glance is spared toward Bluefrost, her coiled frame a no her fram e coiled around WindClan's youngest. It's the only acknowledgement he gives her for the time being. Unwl WHYY Unwilling, perhaps, to see anything more than a g dangerous traitor there.
 
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Sootspot was grateful to have had little experience with WindClan's medicine cats. He did not trust them to have his best intentions in mind, especially Cottonsprig, whom he presumed would be happy to feed him a deathberry if it meant he would not holdangle her mistakes over her head like an eanvil. "Many are also dead," he smiled down towards the kittens as Cottonsprig finished, . Weaselclaw, Sailstride, LambcoughCURLSHEEPFUCKNOWAITITSACTUALLYLAMB, they had all perished from the same his sister brought into camp. Them, and many others. Would the same be said for Bluefrost's kit? Would she be strong enough to survive? Or would StarClan grant him an audience and see the former Lead Warrior truly punished for what she'd done?

"Which is why it is important to see your medicine cats and make sure you do not die too." His eyes fell to his own kittens, before they hardened somewhat staring down Cottonsprig. 'Do not involve them in our spat,' his gaze said. As if Cottonsprig needed reminding or Wanted to be reminded.


 
Its rare for SToatspot to be in camp at this time of day, but she decides she'll be out later in the evening, when thr tunnels are just when the tunnels omg? when the sun dips bgelow the horizon and the heat begins to fade just a bit. Being so early in to leaf-fall meant that the crisp air has not fully penetrated the heatwave of greewnbleaf.

WhenCottonspri g approached the nursery, Stoatspot watches as Sedgepounce eassures the kitrtens and then. .. Sootspot totally ruins itby telling the kittens about the many deaths that Stoat had heard about when she had joined. The last yellowcough plagu e had seemed terrible, yes, but she wouldn't had told the kittens about it... "It's very important that y'all feel right as rain!" she speaks in a lighter tone.trying to be a little less intense than Sootspot had gone with. "SThat wasy, you can grow to be a good warrior!"

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    stoatspot ʚ♡ɞ palomino
    cis female ʚ♡ɞ she/her ʚ♡ɞ 25 months
    windclan warrior ʚ♡ɞ mentoring silkenpaw
    fluffy black / fawn tortie with heterochromia ʚ♡ɞ short, but pure muscle
    "speech, bfdb81" ʚ♡ɞ thoughts
    single ʚ♡ɞ pansexual
    smells like straw, fresh rainfall & soil ʚ♡ɞ home on the range
    penned by chuff
 

"Let me know if I can help, COttonsprig." Celandinepaw padded up to her mentor (was she her mentr? She wasn't sure what to call Cottonsprig),wheat-tinged eyes carrying with it the doldrums of a greater storm, as though what all remained of it was purely the afeermath of such a force. The apprentice did not have the breadth of knowledge that Cottonsprig did, but she certainly knew how to tell the sick from the well from the dead, and besides, she figured that she should compensate . The idea of compensation was almost like deredemption, as though she had little to show fo r what she had been thrust nto. The goldetn tabby spotted tabbyb molly stood besides the much more experience medicine atm, like Celandine ashe was nothing more than a mawkish effgy int he face of one who ha dgrown up had been reared and grown readred by the moorlands soft swhispers soft belly, the quietus of the graces *graves it carried now a a re oh my goddd lullaby to the wildcat's ears. Sh e at leat straighted out her spine, standing up a little waller .

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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.


 
( ⊱✿⊰ ) heatherkit sits beside her btoethe brother and ssi sister, this a small frown gracing hre her maw. this checkup seems a hindrance towards her da perfectly planned day, and it sours her mood. watching as cottonsprig checks over each of the kits, a pair of dusky blue eyes g flick to the sky, where the sun, resplendent in the afternoon blue, rh shines down, a perfect day for bothering warriors/. now she has to sit here and be checked over by a medicine cat she's still not wqu wq w quite sure hasn't been involved in some sordid affair.

her gaze flicks back to her father, analyzing his words, analyzing the look on his face s when he turns back to cottonsprig. "i won't die, ao papa," heatherkit affitm affirms, tossing her head.

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  • HEATHERKIT ⊱✿⊰ SHE / HER, WINDCLAN. DAUGHTER OF SOOTSPOT, SISTER TO BRAMBLEKIT, NIGHTKIT. 3 MOONS, PENNED BY LAVS

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    a longhaired blue lynx point with blue eyes. her body is cloaked in pale snow-white fur, a storm of blue flooding her face, tail, and paws. stripes of darker blue accentuate her eyes nose, and band around her legs. shining eyes stare out from the angular shaped face, a deep, faded blue color.
 

She is silent as she regards the situation at paw. Kits, getting sick, from that kit that got brought into camp. That's where it came from, right? Rivewhisper's eyes stare at the collection of kits from where she rests in the shadow, ears twitchs at each things said. Sootspot's statement is tasteless, one that has even her bcringing away from what's going on. A soft sigh leaves her.

Thoughts turn outward to others- her parent's body sickened in his own den. Her eyes close then as she considered everything that was going on, wrapped up into a bundle. Ut isn't long before she must rise and move off, swallowing down fear.
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  • RIVEWHISPER she/her, moor runner of windclan, fourteen moons.
    LH broken braided chocolate tabby with high white and piercing blue eyes. scars stretch over her left eye and across her stomach. graceful, sleek, average height. built for running and stamina
    mentored by snakehiss / sunstar / / mentoring no one
    small romantic interest in redheart / / sibling to featherspine ; sunlitwing ; bearflight ; singedpaw
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
    penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 
Cottonsprig can't help but frown when Sootspot speaks, his gaze darkening ha as it falls to her. Her jaw tenses on impulse and she tries to look away, allowing that of Sedgepounce and Stoatspot to try and clean up the mess the older tom was creating. Of course many cats are dead, but must her brother declare so loudly? These are nursery residents they're talking about - children with little knowledge outside fo the four twalls of their home. Death should be the last thing on their minds.

Heatherlot omg Heatherkit speaks with definitive strength and Cottonsprg casts her gaze aside. A mini Sootspot, no doubt - unsurprising given who's raising her. The tom's gaze forrows when the medicine cat acatches it again and she looks away fo once more. "Celandinepaw," she garners the attention of the apprentice instead, her tail flicking towards her niece. "Can you listen to her lungs? Deep breaths, and hear if there is any crackling." It's a simple lesson if any at all, and surely if the child comes up breathing funne. huh. fhi. oh,. fine, then they may move on withouyt her brotherh hanging over them. i was doing so well

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  • MEDICINAL KNOWLEDGE
    ♥♥♡ WOUNDS ; can confidently stop bleeding and mend lacerations. will often request that you keep your injury clean and wait it out first.
    ♥♥♡ INFECTION ; as a side effect of likely her own doing, very dutiful with technique and treatment shortly thereafter.
    ♥♡♡ ACHES & PAINS ; will defer to a dark tunnel and rest. if pain persists, maybe she will offer something.
    ♥♡♡ BROKEN BONES ; has never dealt with a broken bone. likely will ask that you never move. ever again.
    ♥♥♥ TRAVELING HERBS ; learned well from her previous mentor. will pile even too many remedies to tough the wilderness with.
    ♥♥♥ KITTING ; having kittens of her own and helped several others with their litters, she is very well versed with calming techniques and quelling pain.
    ♥♡♡ POISONS ; she knows what they are... but that isn't enough, isn't it?
    ♥♥♡ ILLNESS ; having worked through two yellowcough bouts, she is confident in her remedies. much else... she's operating on trial and error.
    ⸻ cottonsprig is a dutiful and excitable medicine cat. she enjoys company and loves conversation. she'd rather not have too many curious noses snooping around her den... but who is she to quell curiosity?
  • hLNSgig.png
    ⸻❥ cottonsprig is the primary medicine cat of windclan. a former princess to the moors, she harbors many guilts for her actions throughout her short life. she has no consistent partner, unwilling to commit and settle, and she is training celandinepaw in medicine.

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Midnightpaw hadn't felt safe since this noxious disease had taken over their camp. She'd been frail and suceptible to illness since birth, so she was terrified that she might catch the yellowcaugh. It jhad kept her at a sdistance from her clanmates recently, not that she minded the soliutde; she was immutable in her desire to remain isolated. The constant worrying was having a pernicious effect on her mental health, though, and she prayed to Starclan every night that it would be over soon. So Cottonsprig's call for the kittens of the nurserry to come out for check-ups had the ebony apprentice wandering over, as close as she dare get without riosking infection.

She was quiet in her approach, but noticed that the medicine cat's attention was firmly settled on the youngest members of the clan. She would offer kind words of encouragement like the rest of the warriors, but her sentiments would be glib at best; for she wasn't coming over out of concern for the little ones. In truth, Midnightpaw had a fervent urge to have Cottonsprig or Calendinepaw look her over, as she had nearly every day since the outbreak had srtarted. Perhaps it was this irrevocable malaise plaguing her since birth, but she was filled with near-constant dread at the idea of succumbing to some kind of illness. She wanted to prove to the universe that she was stronger than that. Call her selfish if you will. Wide cornflower blue eyes blinked softly, quietly waiting for the apair to be done with their current charges so she might ask for their care.

  • MIDNIGHTPAW she / her, apprentice of windclan, 8 moons
    short-hair black tabby with low-white, vitiligo and blue eyes. petite and fragile
    hollowcreek x harbingermoon // littermate to whitepaw and grasspaw
    adopted by nightingalecry // adopted sister to frightpaw, witherpaw and deathpaw
    single, crushing on no one // currently mentored by redheart
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted // underline and tag when attacking
    penned by limerence@limericks. on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
 
*+:。.。TEXTFrightpaw would pad over to quietly stand beside her sister, Midnightpaw, and watch the medicine cats do their thing. It was strange to see not only a whole new medicine cat, but the old one back so soon. She'd honestly thought Cottonsprig must've died or something. She wonders, distantly, if Spotpaw might reappear just as quicklysoon, too. She shakes the thought away " SpeechWhy would there be crackling in someone's lungs? " Frightpaw asks, unbothered by her pblatant eves-dropping.


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    GENERAL:
    Frightpaw
    DFAB— She/Her — Unsure
    9 moons — Ages 1 moon every month real-time
    Windclan apprentice
    Sister to Deathpaw, Witherpaw, Grasspaw, Whitepaw and Midnightpaw

    COMBAT:
    Physically easy | mentally medium
    Attack in bold #1b1e21
    injuries: None