Iron Chains // MEDIC TRAINING

Iselotta had brought up the idea of looking for new medic trainees a few meetings ago. Chesspieces had been quite weary about it even when their supply had been fully-stocked. The medic trainee would support his mentor in whatever she wanted to do. But as fall began and the amount of supplies dipped more than expected, his concerns for the clan grew day by day. The pale equine tried his best to shake his feelings as he made his way over. Every lesson was a chance for Chesspieces to learn more and he no doubt wanted to get an idea of what kind of faces would potentially be joining the team.

//not interested in the position atm!

Nerys tended to get hurt a lot, and while it sometimes got her in trouble with the grown-ups, she wanted to take care of it herself. She watched the medic team with a determined expression, before heading closer so she could be at the front of the crowd; she wasn't tall enough to see over others just yet. The serval kitten's gaze wandered to the stuffed animals Lottie had. Those weren't real animals! What were they doing here?

WE ARE THE ONES TO IGNITE THE DARKENED SKY ➳

//billie would be interested o:

Billie didn't know jack shit about how herbs worked, or how to use them, or anything even close to those lines. However, learning about them seemed way more interesting than learning how to fight or getting involved in the inter-Clan politics so many of his Clanmates seemed to be so well-versed in. All that seemed like a waste of time and effort to him. Healing though, you could actually help people. He had already visited the medic den once for help with a bleeding paw, and really, what Lottie did seemed much preferable to, like, Jersey's job or something. Not to mention Jacob was a healer too.

The small tuxedo found himself making his way over at the Head Medic's call after Pierce, leaning forward to get a better look at the stuffed animals she had brought. "The hell are these for?" he asked, a smile on his face as he glanced quizzically upwards to Lottie. He knew she was going to reveal their purpose soon, but hey, sometimes it was nice to just talk. Taking a seat, he glanced briefly around at the others as he waited for the lesson to start, humming softly to himself as he did so.

track + pinned

The last herb training had really interested the child, but they'd been pretty confused by it, but they were older now, and hoping to maybe learn something useful so they could help Jacob. They loved helping Jacob. "Huff learn?" They asked as they came to a halt beside Billie, they wanted to learn more, they wanted to make Jacob proud, because they looked up to Jacob... and wanted to be like Jacob. But they also wanted to be like Albion, honestly, they wanted to be like everyone.

They plopped down in a sitting position and cocked their head to one side.

/kinda interested.

/interested!!

While it had been Lottie's voice alone that had summoned Max from her home, the contents of her words piqued her interest as well as place a melancholic stone in her stomach. Max knew very little of medicine, let alone of the more naturalist route that ferals were forced to take. Poppy seeds were their alternative to... penicillin? No, penicillin was an antibiotic- poppy seeds... wow, alright, she had more of a limited knowledge than she thought. She could recall the names of a handful of herbs from her extensive time around Kate, but that was where it ended. At one point she had learned their uses, but without the need for application and the bizarro usage of it, Max had not retained the information. But it was important, undoubtedly. Max was lacking the claws of her front paws, rendering her useless in any course of war. She could not defend herself unless she planned on putting her teeth to good work, meaning she damn well better know how to fix herself if (when, more realistically, although it was not a future Max liked to think about) she ever got in a fight with something- or someone. Padding over at a lethargic pace, stormy blue eyes nervously flicked across the group to pick out faces both of strangers and vague acquaintances. The only one she truly recognized was Iselotta, her attention fixed wholly on the wildcat as she found a seat near the back of the slowly growing congregation. A small smile worked its way onto her maw as she observed the materials the Medic had brought with her. Basic first-aid would be the lesson, and without a proper dummy (or volunteer) the plushies were a good choice. Humming contently as tufted ears angled forward to catch her friend's words, Max patiently awaited the arrival of others so that Lottie could begin.

Oh! Huff knew this one. They stuck their paw high in the air, toppling over. "Huff know if they too loose the don't make ouchie better. But if they're too tight Huff's leg goes numb!" The child informed the female nodding emphatically at their answer. They'd gone through that. They'd shed their bandages and tried to put them back on, finally giving up and going to a professional.

It seemed Max was just in time, as Lottie quickly dove into the lesson summary as she weaved through the crowd to pass out the necessities. Max held her breath when the Medic stopped by her to deposit a stuffed animal and bandages, anxiety beginning to swell as voices around her lulled into a discontent silence to allow Iselotta to speak. She prompted the small crowd with a question, one that Max found surprisingly advanced- while it was a shallow assumption, she hadn't fully recognized the fact that Lottie could make full use of bandages just as much as human doctors could. Blinking slowly as her gaze turned town toward the tightly coiled bandaging, tufted ears slowly inclined back as first Huff spoke up. Max was not a public speaker. The idea made her a bit uncomfortable- did she have to? Ska'arq spoke up next, a more detailed description than the young Huff had provided, further pressuring the caracal into speaking. Stormy blue eyes flicked up from the bandages to quickly sweep the crowd, resting briefly on Billie in a half-expectant wait to see if the black and white male would also chime in. So... then Max should speak up as well, should she not?

"Loose bandages don't prevent infection," Max's voice was weak when she finally spoke up, finding solace solely in the fact that it was Iselotta she was addressing and not yet another stranger. "At least, no- not as well, right?" God, what was there left to say that hadn't been already? Lips pressing into a thin line, Max turned her gaze downward toward the stuffed animal. As childish as it was, she missed having one of her own- maybe she'd be able to talk Lottie into letting her keep this one? "And tight bandages... they peel off dead tissue, right?" Her answers weren't exactly confident coming out of her mouth, but Max was faithful enough in them to speak up in the first place. "Isn't that a thing, where like- if they want to take tissue out of an open wound they'll pack wet bandages into it then peel it off and-" Max interrupted herself, clawless toes curling into the soil beneath her. "Sorry, uh, that was off-topic."

*:･ﾟ✦ Jacob arrived quietly behind the others, looking towards Lottie with a light smile and letting his gaze wander around the crowd that had gathered. He was happy to see all the different people that had come to learn and he felt a swell of pride in his chest. One of the few things that Jacob actually took pride in was the work of the medic team and that work included things like this, where they got to educate their clanmates. It made the boy rather happy, in any case, and he was glad to see so many people there to learn. He would settle down, waiting behind those that had gathered in case anyone needed any help or further instruction.

Oh, so that's what the toys were for - cool! The small boy listened quietly for a moment as Lottie passed out the supplies, examining his own stuffed animal and bandages before considering her question. Well, damned if he knew - he could probably make a guess, but he was still just a kid with absolutely no training. He glanced around at Huff and Ska'arq and Max as they all answered, eyebrows raising as he tried to take in everything that they were saying. All this about blood flow and tissues and tourniquets was foreign to him - what Huff said was way easier to understand. Perhaps Lottie would clear all this up in a minute.