private you speak death to me ; celandinepaw

[cottonsprig]

Her claws cup the base of a stem, eyes glancing over the leaves along the length of it. Frostbitten, but not unusable. Cottonsprig would normally bypass herbs that aren't up to snuff, but as the chill sets in earlier and earlier, she cannot help but give her standards a more flimsy backbone. They're pulled with a quick flex of her wrist, falling to the cold ground and soon after gathered by whitened teeth.

"We should be mindful," Cottonsprig says to her apprentice, awkwardly. Both because of the cold plant now resting loosely in her maw, but because... Celandinepaw is her friend more than the she-cat as her apprentice. They're nearly peers, their moons of age difference negligible. It's difficult to remain the authority figure when she remembers just how close they are in that regard.

Wolfsong never had that issue; his power could not be challenged. Even with one eye he commanded respect and tact... Can she do that?

"If the frost has set in so early, who's to say when the snow will blow through..." she speaks jilted still, unsure of her tone. Is she giving a kit a lesson on the seasons, or warning her apprentice of the new troubles they face with this one? "... I was born in leafbare, y'know. My mother used to burrow in the snow because she believed it would make her litter strong. And then the following leafbare... I was Wolfsong's apprentice by then. Time flies, I think," she doesn't know where she's gong with this. Maybe she's just chatting to pass the time.​

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

• ooc // @CELANDINEPAW ; rolled an 18, scored 2 points

• ❥ 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.

 

[CELANDINEPAW]

"Mmkay." Celandinepaw bobbed her head in half-spanned attention, as though her focus was a scandent tendril of ivy, always belayed to the next hold or crevice. Cottonsprig had been talking for quite a bit, though she hardly paid attention to whatever her mentor had to say... Rime rimmed each end of the wildgrasses, and even the tallest stalks began to bow their heads to the earth. It was hard to pull her eyes away from the dying moorlands, even as it did not lash out upon the scourge that besieged it. It only breathed as it always did, it only continued in its swaying-grass motions. Wheat-tinged eyes caught upon a conspicious splash of yellow, a fallen pocket of a day-star, only to settle upon the despondent grounds. It looked as though it didn't belong, but Celandinepaw took it as a sign of luck. With a deft pluck of two pinched claws did the dull sun-bathed floret fall, as if its trellis had failed it this time, though did not allow the rampant frost to nip at it with its too-sharp teeth. Tansy... and it might be the last of the bunch for a while, now. Pitiful as it was, it still protested weakly against the chilling air. It was still alive, despite the odds.

"Really? In the snow?" Celandinepaw's ears flicked as her attention had finally been piqued, if only by a detail she deemed mildly comedic. "I don't think that'd make a cat strong, let alone a kitten. When leaf-bare blew through the Horseplace, I could never stay out for long. I always had to go back to my mother's flank and bury myself in it! It was really cozy, too. She always told me that I can't cling onto her legs forever, that I was too old to be acting like a newborn, that one day I'd have to stand on my own. But, she never left me and my siblings to our own devices. Even though she scolded us, she never let us go. I feel like that made me strong enough to face the winter. Me, my parents, and my siblings. Maybe that's what makes you strong. The cats that let you hold onto them for a little too long." A gravid pause, though only for a few eye-blinks, flowed viscous into the atmosphere between the two healers.

As if an unconscious force couldn't stand that she spouted some profound verse as though it were a sallow breath, the medicine cat apprentice continued. "Anyways! I don't think it should be this cold so early in the season. Is, uh... did something happen to piss Starclan off? I mean, did they say they were mad or something? I mean, I would probably know. Not really. Um. They probably don't know me like that, to be telling me everything on their mind." Uneasy smile crossed her golden-hued countenance.

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

• OUT OF CHARACTER. Rolled a 15 and found a sprig of tansy. 2 points.
  
  

  ❁ — 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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