Posts by Dragonette

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]sometimes i wonder if you are named after zephyrills water


    Dragonette peaked into the medic's den, she walked in, she would better get used to staying here for two thirds of her life, because she was now the apprentice medic, and that meant she was the future of medicine, as long as she didn't die first. Dragonette had no knowledge of herbs, Bottlepaw did though, and catching up would be hard, but she tried. Juniper, Marigold, Poppy-seeds. Everything she knew. Where the hell do I find that? She asked herself, poking at the poppyseeds. Did poppy's need to poop to get them?


    Dragonette sighed, she had her basic knowledge, Sleepyhollows taught her combat, and Betwixt was teaching her to hunt, all was good.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]Dragonette decided to be doing her job, in the medicine den she was, poking her nose through the herbs, there was quite enough since BottlepW and she collected some, the medic apprentice was proud of herself. She could say she enjoyed it. At first, the African dog doubted herself, medic business was hard, and Foggykit would probably hate her because Florida was probably going to promote the annoying kit, she would have been fine either way, she just wouldn't have gotten injured so often if Foggy was a medic apprentice.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]Look at yourself. Dragonette thought. I can be a medic, I hope. Dragonette doubted it, there were so many better than her. So why? She must have had some sort of potential, she had been told that only high position's skins and daughters were promoted, and as far as the canons knew, she was an orphan. So Dragonette sat there, thinking.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]She was important now, she needed a new friend, someone she could share her life with, someone to trust, someone that she could be able to fool around with, like a sister, Dragonette was an orphan, she had never seen her real parents, as far as the wild dog, she was alone. So Drag sat there, wondering.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]Dragon almost didn't know what she needed to do here, but by the looks of it, his paw wasn't swelling, and it didn't seem to infected, so she didn't need to embarrass herself by bringing her mentor in here. "I'll get right on it." She replied, gathering the herbs she needed to fox the pad.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]Dragonette nodded. "Charlie should at least become a medic assistant, the guy has been giving the medics herbs like there ain't no tomorrow, he deserves to have some title." She would also possess some male guy, if there really needed to be some males on this team.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]"Marigold right?" Dragonette verified, she new that the yellow herb was good for healing cuts, she didn't know about swelling for broken bones. But Dragon still would help, willing to take directions from the medic.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=0px; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify]God, wouldn't Westwitch just promote the damn kid already? He seemed to be on the medics den more then she was, and he definitely deserved it, Dragonette was thankful for the herb supply, it seemed that herbs were surprisingly difficult these days to find.