The wounds.

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    A small she-cat named Moonflower padded towards the medicine cat den. Slowly and stealthily, but it wasn't planned to be an attack. It was planned to be being healed. The grey she-cat, who had silver eyes and a white patch across her left eye, was bleeding from the cheek and she was clawed under belly, her legs were torn and ear scratched. A severely wounded cat, it was obvious. Moonflower was quiet, because afraid of approaching the mysterious den. She didn't know why, but shakes went through her. What will she have to live through? She didn't know it yet. She wasn't being healed severe wounds before. And she also didn't want to offend the wise cat in any way. So she neared, ears lowered, slowly, slowly. She couldn't go quickly. The pain in her leg was momentarily too great.

    Grousepaw padded up behind Moonflower. She didn't want to scare the she-cat, so she made it obvious she was approaching. The apprentice stepped heavily and purred. After making herself known, Grousepaw smiled and greeted the older cat with a respectful nod.


    She gasped once she noticed her wounds. Quickly, she offered, "Let me get you some herbs..."

    Forgottenstory saw Grousepaw approaching the injured cat. "Hey," She snapped to the apprentice. "Get out. You aren't the medicine cat here." The tortie narrowed her eyes at the apprentice. The Medicine Cat Apprentice turned to Moonflower. "Sit down and let me tend to your wounds." Forgottenstory soothed as she sniffed the warrior's wounds for infection.

    >Nightmare gave me permission to roleplay Forgottenstory ^^

    Grousepaw nodded and stepped back to watch. She mewed quietly to the Medicine Cat, "I've been watching you. It's always good to know your herbs."

    Moonflower sat as the wise cat (She says wise cat all the time, meaning Medicine Cat.) told her to. "Thank you..." she only said to them quietly. She was still, quiet and was sure to let the wise cat do her job.

    Tidalpaw glanced up from her work in the corner of the medicine cat den then padded towards Forgottenstory, gazing out from behind her to watch. "I'll go get you some herbs right now," the silver tabby murmered softly.