private the world beyond us // celandinepaw

[cottonsprig]

Cottonsprig feels the exhaustion of existing deep in her bones. There is no humor to be had in her situation, only grief and desperation. Duty, maybe, for that is why she's abandoned all that she's come to want. She had them in her grasp, kittens, and had the confidence and excitement to raise them, watch them grow even if they must as loners and rogues. And now... they're measures apart from her. They aren't even hers, but instead that of her sister's blood and bone. Cottonsprig tries to not begrudge the queen for the other is sacrificing so much just so that she can be home again, too.

"Hey," she chirps, fatigue evident in her voice as it crackles. She recognizes the pale tabby she-cat with ease, even in the dimness of the den. Her tail sweeps behind her as she allows a small spot of scrutiny, a pathetic display of, you replaced me. All before Cottonsprig loosens her shoulders. Wolfsong had no choice - even if the plague hadn't been reintroduced to WindClan, they could not survive without a medicine cat to succeed the tom. Again, her tail twitches.

"Do you like the den?" she asks absentmindedly, seating herself. "I hope I'm not stepping on your tail by... coming home," Cottonsprig continues to muse.

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

• ooc // set day of return!! @CELANDINEPAW

• ❥ 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.

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[CELANDINEPAW]

Cottonsprig's little gesture almost made Celandinepaw's skin jump from her body in surprise, and gaze tinged in her own brand of fatigue turned to face the slate-grey molly, fluttering eyelids like a languid flower wilting and bowing its crown to the earth. Remarked by little sleep in restless nights, for the elusive thing seemed to flitter just out of slow hands, mockery by coiling through tired fingers and weary mind. Keen ears caught upon the other's fatigue, peeking through her voice as quiet as a dying breath, though their shared debilitation proved an unorthodox comfort to the wheat-hued girl. "Hi! Welcome back." The spotted tabby offered the medicine cat a taut smile, though even the exhaustion had abraded such sunshot expression, as though the lassitude of the surmounting circumstances had bled and dewretted her dry. Celandinepaw hardly knew of the circumstances that ripped Cotton away from Windclan and those that had brought her back, as though the tides had swept her away only to gently return her once their tome had been finished. She had half the brain not to ask her, not when she had just stepped foot in her old nesting grounds. Part of her itched to just ask her outright.

"I do! I actually like it much better than sleeping outside. I grew up with a roof over my head, so it took some time to get used to seeing the sky every night, hehe. It's pretty spacious in here - well, I imagine it would be if there were no patients. And really, don't worry about it. I was really worried about you, you know. You can't just go away whenever - I mean, you can't just disappear like that. Your clanmates missed you. They looked everywhere for you. I looked, too, but I definitely wasn't as good at searching as them. I needed the help when everyone was sick, too. At least you're back, though." The words spilled out of the molly's maw, toilworn as the river's course was, until it enfeebled itself and cloyed itself away. Whiskers twitched as they waved through a palpable tension, congealing upon the face like dried streaks of tears. What Celandinepaw spouted was true, at least to her. Where was her supposed colleague when the whole clan succumbed to pestilence? Why did she leave Celandinepaw to her own devices, cast her away into a realm of which she had little domain over?

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

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  ❁ — 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 & 12 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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[cottonsprig]

The other hardly breathes as she speaks, as if the world is crumbling off of her shoulders and the only thing keeping it from crashing entirely is the sound of her own voice. They're not far apart in age - several moons, sure, but not the seasons between herself and Wolfsong - yet she sees a much younger version of herself in the sunflower colored she-cat. Youthful for certain - naïve, maybe, to the world and it's aptitude to hurt its inhabitants?

She breathes for Celandinepaw, a small smile fitting onto her tired expression. It's an unearned change of pace but one welcomed regardless. The manner of conversation suggests that Cottonsprig had no reason to leave - only that she disappeared because she could. If only you knew... and would the apprentice ever? Would her sin be shared to the Clan, to the forest entirely? Would her shame of escapism bleed into stories that follow her to her grave and beyond?

"I didn't have a choice," she says, and only after does she notice how clipped her tone is. Blue eyes blink quickly and she shakes her head, "I'm - I'm sorry, Cela. I..." Excuse, excuse. Lie some more... Her mouth is dry and she leans her weight back, sitting awkwardly on her haunches. "I don't mean any harm. I... I'm glad cats looked for me. It makes me feel... wanted, I suppose. It sucks that it all happened when it did, I suppose," her ears fold to her head and she fears she may never salvage this conversation.

"Being a medicine cat," she tries again, her voice calmer, her attention more purposeful and focused. "You had asked me moons ago what it was like... was I wrong?" Was I too optimistic?

𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

• ooc //

• ❥ 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?

• 

  ⸻❥ 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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