Broken leg

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    Venatokit quickly hurried forward to Starheart, feeling quite sorry for the broken leg he was enduring. "Hold on misther, I'll get you something to halp." He meowed, darting to the herb stocks and returning with the required materials. Dropping them beside himself, he lingered his paws over the leg for moment before hurriedly trying to pop it back into place.

    The groan made him flinch but Venatokit continued his work, snatching a stick from beside him with his jaws, placing it under the leg and using honey to seal a leaf around it. He attempted to hold the leg up a little bit, so he could blow on the honey to make it dry. "Almos done." The young tom soothed, pushing poppyseeds forward with a foot.

    [justify]Castilliankit sat behind the medicine cat apprentice as she watched with a mild interest. Slowly, blue fur and golden eyes padded over to sit beside the warrior, barely managing a slight grin. There was no way she would smile at such imperfectness. Her heated gaze slowly landed on the slightly-older apprentice as she nodded to Venatopaw. "Can I be of some assistance",She mewed softly, slowly. Like rolling around in soft honey and being drizzled with sugar. Seems backwards? Just take it up with the complaint department -west of heaven.


    Her eyes lit up, though. Not her lips, they would never do that. But her yellow-hazel orbs suggested. . . . that she could do something. Would, if the apprentice decided he could handle it. Why, she even eyed what was behind him with a slight interest. "Like . . water",She mewed, shaping the words into a question.[/justify]