Ouch. (healers needed!)

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    Blanca teetered and tottered into camp. Her side had a gash in it, and blood was bleeding down her white side. She needed help, she needed to be patched up.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia;][justify]ooc>> temping permanentmarker.


    The brown-and-white tabby was picking out a piece of freshkill when she heard the cat barging into camp. Permanentmarker dropped her mouse and whirled around, only to see the injured feline. The RadicalClan healer immediately rushed over to Blanca. "Whoa, what happened?" she asked, already looking at the wound to see what she would need.


    ooc>> it's just a gash on her side, right? :)

    yeah, just that wound. :)


    Blanca looked at Permanentmarker. "I dunno. Some mean tom that was on the edge of the territory. He left now, though." She looked at healer pleadingly. "It hurts."

    bump

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8][I now play Permanentmarker. ^^]


    Nodding, Permanentmarker leaned closer to get a better idea of Bianca's wound, eyes lit with concern. Thankfully it was only a gash. "Come to my den and I'll fix you right up," the young healer ordered, already turning around. She knew just what to do; some cobwebs and marigold would fix her right up. But why had Bianca been out alone? Lots of toms had been trespassing recently, so she should've been more careful.

    okay. (and it's Blanca, not Bianca ;) )


    Blanca nodded and followed Permanentmarker. She looked around her, interested. "So what clan is this?" she asked the healer. Blanca had wandered away from her parents who were probably looking for her somewhere, but she was completely lost. At least she found another group of cats.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8][Sorry! The 'L' looks like an 'I' to me. xD]


    The healer raised one eyebrow at Blanca as she headed for her den. Radicalclan had been growing so much recently, she hadn't kept track of all the members. She should've realized that this she-cat hadn't been here for too long. "This is Radicalclan," Permanentmarker told her.

    lol it's okay. :)


    Blanca nodded. "Oh, cool. I'm Blanca, by the way. What's your name?" she asked the leader. "And how big is this camp?" she asked, as it seemed to stretch out for a long time.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8]"Permanentmarker," she mewed, entering the healers' building. "Radicalclan lives in an old fashioned, abandoned town," Trotting over to her herb store, Permy began nosing through the small piles in search of the herbs she needed. The brown she-cat picked up some orange flowers and glistening cobwebs and dropped them on the floor. "Let me see your wound," Leaning closer, she began to examine the gash.

    Blanca showed Permanentmarker her side, which had the bloody gash. "It hurts," she whined.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8]Gingerly, she began sniffing the wound, the salty scent of blood going up her nose. "I'm going to put some cobwebs on the gash to soak up the blood, okay?" Permanentmarker asked, turning her head to pick up the sticky webs.

    Blanca nodded and took a deep breath in. "Okay," she said. She was readying herself in case anything was painful.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8]Picking up some of the transparent cobweb in her jaws, the healer carefully began pressing them into the bleeding wound, watching as they were stained crimson.

    Blanca winced, but otherwise didn't move as Permanentmarker applied the cobwebs.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8]After a few moments, she removed the cobweb and placed it on the floor. It had stopped most of the bleeding. Chewing up the marigold, Permy spat it out and placed it on the gash. "This will stop it from bleeding," she explained.

    Blanca nodded as she took that information in.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8]Quickly trotting back to her store, Permy snatched up some catchweed and brought it over. Picking off the burrs, the healer carefully placed the spiky balls on the poultice to keep it from rubbing off. "All done," she mewed.

    "Thanks!" Blanca mewed. "Do you know how long it'll take to heal?" she then asked the medicine cat.

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][justify][size=8]Permanentmarker paused for a second. "It should be fully healed in less than a week, if not sooner. As long as you take it easy - that means try not to hunt or patrol too often - you should be good to go," the healer said, eyes gleaming.

    [justify]Amazonpaw padded up to Permanentmarker, looking down at the patched up she-cat. "Is there anything else we could do for you?" The Healer student inquired, studying and approving of the Healer's work. Well, obviously she had done well, she had learned herbs for so long. "If it hurts too badly or if you can't sleep with it then just tell me and I'll give you some poppy seeds."[/justify]