Posts by Sarah_Huchiga

(I'm free to rp Hun of you want to.)

Snowstorm looked at Brownshade as he approached and nodded her head. "Yeah. Just had a bad dream. Can't even really remember what it was about." She said with a shrug as she stayed on her perch looking down at him as her tail swayed slowly.

Snowstorm looked at them curiously as they came in and stated their demands. She almost didn't notice how protective Brownshade was being until she saw him in the corner of her eyes. It peaked her curiosity, but she merely put it off as he was protecting a queen. After all, he mentioned liking a She-cat earlier. Since he asked her, it must be someone else. She saw the defiant look in Mostystar's eyes and shook her head before standing up and stretching, getting ready to jump on the nearest one at the first sign of trouble.

A low growl started in Snowstorm's throat as she watched the cockiness of these guys. Then she heard what Brownshade said and jumped down from her perch and cocked her head at him for a moment before shaking it and slinking back to the den. If they attacked, she would be defending it. She had her kits to think about. Though she wished they would just leave them alone. Maybe if she went and talked to Frost Clan then she could get them to help. Only if it came to a war. Only then would she go to get help. She felt Brownshade push her towards the den and looked at him surprised as he said he would protect her with his life. Wait a second, was he falling for her? She didn't have much time to think as she quickly ran back to the nursery, her head reeling.

Snowstorm heard the sounds of battle as it started and growled before sighing and sitting near the entrance so she could watch and help out of needed. She couldn't stand not being able to do anything, but these cats were out for blood. She needed to protect her unborn kits and the other queens in the nursery

Snowstorm sat, her tail twitching at a fast pace as she continued to have a low rumble in her throat. She was paying close attention to Mistystar and the cat fighting her. She was itching to go help, but knew that Brownshade wasn't going to let her. Instead, she just stood back and was ready to help should anyone get past.

The growl in Snowstorm's throat continually got louder as she started to get irritated. They were talking about them as if they were helpless kits. She could still fight. She just had to be a bit more careful and watch her wounds so she doesn't get scratched on her stomach. But otherwise she could fight if Brownshade would just get out of the way. She sighed heavily before accepting her fate to stay put and went over to her bed, laying down and staring at the door.

Snowstorm saw Brightfire be pushed in the Nursery and cocked her head slightly. "You get stuck in here too? They won't let me fight either." She said before hearing Brownshade's question. "Yeah. I'm fine. Just bored as all get out." She said before licking her paw and running it across her face before starting to groom herself.

Name: Greystorm

Age: 18 moons

Gender: Female

Rank: Medicine Cat

Looks: [img width=492 height=510]http://i1277.photobucket.com/a…chiga/cat_zpsb9d5029f.jpg[/img]

Bio: She always knew it was her destiny to be a Medicine cat. Ever since she was a young cat, the ways of Medicine always intrigued her. When she was old enough she was so happy that star clan chose her to be the apprentice that she worked really hard. When she was old enough and her mentor died, star clan chose her to become the next medicine cat. She has continued to work hard to keep up her usefulness to the clan.

Kin: None

Crush/mate: Forbidden

Kits: Can't have any/Forbidden

Other:

(I can't heal your cat if I don't know what his wounds are. Enlighten me?)

Greystorm had run out at the first sign of a fight. What had immediately drawn her attention was Crookedjaw. He was laying in his own blood. She quickly ran back into the medicine cat den and picked up some goldenrod before starting to chew it and wound some cobwebs around her paw before quickly moving over to Crookedjaw's side. Once the goldenrod was a poultice, she applied it to the neck wound before placing the cobweb over that to help stop the bleeding. "I need any free hands that I can't get to help move this cat back to the Medicine Den!" She meowed loudly and looked around for any free warriors.

Snowstorm just laid back down and sighed, realizing she was completely stuck. She wasn't even going to try and argue as she knew she would lose. Might like Beightfire did. They had their reasons and that was good enough.

Greystorm nodded her head to Whitestorm and followed him, ready to jump any cat that tried to attack them. She was going to defend them.

Greystorm looked at Whitestorm and checked that Crookedjaw was comfortable before looking to the entrance. "You want to help? Then guard the entrance and keep an eye out for any other seriously injured cats." She said before returning her attention to Crookedjaw. She removed the cobwebs before licking out the Goldenrod and going over to get some Marigold and chewing up the leaves of it to a pulp and applying it to the wound before putting cobwebs over it again. She looked at Crookedjaw. "Now then. You just need to rest and recover. Don't worry. I'm not letting you die." She told him before walking over to the den entrance.

Greystorm looked at her young apprentice and pushed some Marigold leaves over to her. "Chew these to a pulp and apply them to the wound then put cobwebs over it." She told her before turning to Whitestorm. "Hel her bring the cat back in here." She told him before making up another bed. When she saw them bring her in she peeked her head out to try and see if there were any other cats that needed her immediate attention.

(Read again. I edited it as soon as I realized it,)

Greystorm looks over the work of her apprentice as Sunpelt is brought in and nods her head in satisfaction. "You're learning. Keep this up and you will be an even greater medicine cat then me." She said absolutely beaming with pride. "Though don't go off getting a big head or I'll send you to take care of the elders." She quickly tailed on just to keep the young cat from getting overconfident.

To say she was annoyed was an understatement. A low growl issued from Greystorm's throat as she walked over and roughly pushed Crookedjaw back down into his bed. "I told you to rest. That does not mean move around. My apprentice has already taken care of her. You are to focus on getting healed yourself." She snapped as her tail twitched in annoyance. Her ears pricked up as she heard Mistystar's yowl of triumph and an evil glint entered her eyes. "Never underestimate the power of Mist Clan." She mumbled to herself before padding to the entrance and sitting down, waiting to see what cats came for treatment.

Snowstorm was almost asleep when she heard Mistystar and her yowl of triumph. She got up and walked to the entrance, poking Brownshade's flanks with her paw. "Can I come out now?" She asked in a tone that suggested it was more of a demand then a question.

Snowstorm saw all the wounds on him and frowned before watching him run off and sighed before hearing Mistystar call a clan meeting. She padded over and sat down, noticing her hurt paw. She frowned, wishing she could have helped.

Greystorm heard the call and looked hard at the cats in her den. "Stay put or so help me I'll make you feel miserable. Don't try me." She warned them before noticing Mistystar had a hurt paw. Making sure no one was looking she jumped up close to her so that she was still just below her but she didn't have to talk loudly to be heard. "My advice to you is that as soon as this is done you come visit me in the Medicine Den so we can get you taken care of." She said before jumping back down and moving off to the side so she could still listen and see all the cats who would show up so she had an idea of what she was going to be dealing with.

Seeing as the meeting is over, Greystorm quickly ran back to the Medicine den and started pulling down different herbs. "Hope you are ready Maplepaw. It's about to get busy." She said before immediately returning her attention to Mistystar, try to asses exactly what was wrong with her.

(Just letting y'all know, if you walk into the medicine cat den without letting me somehow know how you are hurt doesn't work. I can't figure out how I'm supposed to heal you if I have no clue.)