IT'S MY PARTY AND I'LL CRY TO THE END )) open; asthma attack

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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]Steve, having joined so recently, was eager to explore the territory- and that was exactly what he happened to be doing at the moment. The tiny kitten was trotting down the mountainside, though forced to walk a bit awkwardly due to the curving of his spine. And maybe it was the humidity, or the fact that he'd been walking around for a while, or maybe there was some sort of allergen in the air. Whatever it was, it made the young tom begin to wheeze, sputtering and gasping wildly as the airways in his lungs began to tighten. It felt as though someone or something were sitting on his chest, preventing him from getting in as much air as his body required. Soon the golden tabby was on the ground, still struggling to breathe properly. Now, the male had only been a part of WindClan for a mere day- a bit early for an asthma attack. But, with the amount of sicknesses he had, something often went wrong nearly every other day.










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    In the distance was Record, and once the tom found Steve he raced over, a look of fear on his face. Without question he bent down, picking up the kit in his jaws. Record had no idea what was with the kit, but he had to find out!

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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]The young tom could do nothing as he was scooped up, expect begin to squirm around frantically in Spinningrecord's grasp. The diseased male continued to wheeze and cough, his difficulty breathing still refusing to get any better. Steve couldn't speak, of course- he could barely get enough oxygen to breathe, much less say anything- he simply had to dangle in the larger feline's jaws helplessly, and focus on trying to inhale and exhale. Hopefully, someone would do [i]something     soon, for he was beginning to feel rather lightheaded.













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    Record trotted into camp, setting him down and racing into the medicine den to find the medicine cat. "Hey medicine cat!" He called. "A kit's in trouble!"

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    "Oh my!" Tansykit gasped as Steve began to wheeze. "I-I-I-I-I--" The panicking kitten was uncertain of what to do now. She was no medicine cat, though if she knew any herbs apart from the one she was named after she'd certainly be helping right then, instead of freaking out. Tansy helped with coughing. that was all she knew, and that was only because of her name. Besides, she didn't know if this was something different.


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    [b]"I'm here," Marseilleskit called, bounding over. Asthma?! What was for asthma?! She had cough medicines of all sorts: tansy, honey, even a little catmint. She was sure there was something specifically for asthma... didn't it begin with a c? Still, she couldn't remember it. She only knew basic cures, after all. Wordlessly, she aimed to feed the kitten the tansy with honey, a few flecks of catmint inside. It wasn't enough to intoxicate, but would definitely soothe his throat and help asthma.


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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]Still sputtering, Steve tried to calm himself down long enough for Marseilleskit to feed him some of the herbs. The male couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed- he didn't [i]mean     to attract so much attention, but then again, he couldn't breathe, so perhaps his reaction wasn't too outlandish. Struggling to swallow the mixture while also trying to breathe, the kitten ended up coughing up some of the honey, though managed to swallow most. Thankfully, it managed to soothe his asthma somewhat, to the point where he could at least get in a few gulps of air. The tabby continued to wheeze, but the tightness in his airways had seemed to lessen noticeably.




    He'd live, of course.







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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify;]Concern flickering deep within his greeny-blue oculars, the brown tabby padded over, coming to a halt beside Marseilleskit. "Oh, dear. Is everything alright?" he asked worriedly. It was polite to ask, even if he knew everything wasn't. "Can I help with anything?"

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    "Are you okay?" she asked the kit. "No, you're not okay, let's get you to Firepaw; he'll know what to do."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid transparent; overflow: auto; width:250px; height:330px; color: white; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: white; background-position: left;]"You okay kid?" the deputy asked,studying the sickly kitten. Well,of course he wasn't okay. He had a freaking asthma attack! Lask sat down and watched him carefully,he didn't want anyone dying.
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    [size=9pt][b]male
    four moons
    windclan & kit
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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]Maybe the honey mixture was beginning to help, or maybe the symptoms were fading on their own. Either way, soon Steve was no longer coughing nor gasping nearly as much as earlier- though he was breathing a bit heavily still. "[b]No... I'm... fine,

    		 " the tabby insisted between gulps of air, still trying to catch his breath. The male tried forcing himself upright, scrambling around a little bit before finding a comfortable position. Okay, well, that had been scary. Feeling a bit sheepish, the male glanced up at the others who had gathered around, embarrassed that he have so much of a scene.










    [/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][sup] #YUETEMPLATE

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    "We should get you to the medicine den," Lilyfern suggested.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/tum…22lbNE2O1qgnkv7o1_400.gif); height: 240px; width: 250px;][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 190px; height: 222px; opacity: 0.50; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][size=8]"He's not moving anywhere." Glitchpaw ordered with a small growl. She stepped beside Marseilleskit and watched the herbs she gave him. Interesting. The calico blinked and rummaged through the herbs she brought with her, not having the strength to grow one. Aha! Angelica. So beautiful.
    The medicine cat apprentice sliced off part of the root with her claw and pushed it towards the patient. Fuck, did she even know his name? "Here. Once you are done with what Marseielleskit gave you eat some of this. It'll help with the inflammation and will strengthen your lungs. Come and see the medicine den every other week for some medicine, and whenever your feel the slightest hint of an asthma attack, come straight to us."


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    THE END OF THE LINE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 270px; height: 197px; margin-top: -275px; overflow: auto;][justify][size=8][font=georgia][color=#261C12]By now he was just about back to normal, as far as oxygen patterns went. Steve glanced at Lilyfern upon speaking, and then Glitchpaw as the female approached. Swallowing the last bit of Marseilleskit's mixture, he'd nod, proceeding to then eat the root piece that he'd been given. It was bitter- certainly not as nice-tasting as the honey- but the kit ate it anyways, for the sake of his lungs and being able to breathe. After finishing it up, the tabby would listen to what the medicine cat apprentice was saying, nodding dutifully at her words. "[b]Yes, ma'am,

    		 " the sickly male said obediently, before pausing slightly and adding, "Uh, thank you, ma'am."







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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; background:url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/tum…22lbNE2O1qgnkv7o1_400.gif); height: 240px; width: 250px;][fancypost bgcolor=black; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 190px; height: 222px; opacity: 0.50; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=white][size=8]The former RiverClanner couldn't help but genuinely smile, "No need to call me ma'am. I'm only five moons." She mused, before turning back to her blank, kind of bitter self. "Well if that's all, I'm off. Be careful and try not to do too much physical activity. Go to the hot springs ever day and breathe in the steam to help you." The calico nodded and padded back to her nest.


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    Marseilleskit watched wordlessly to memorize the cure Glitchpaw was using. Angelica. Lilac purple and pale cotton candy pink. Inflammation and for strengthening lungs. It was nice to watch her superior at work; she was far more experienced than the younger kit, who was more accustomed to battle injuries like various cuts, scrapes, and broken limbs.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][size=8]God, he didn't know how the medicine cats did it. It would be a daily routine to treat sick and wounded, but how could they remember so many god damn herbs, treatments and ailment remedies? Stagpaw watched, curious, as Glitchpaw gave Steve instructions. "What is wrong?" he finally inquired, hoping he wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings by saying that.