Posts by Cloudhouse

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They weren't pressure points, they were just random spots all over the body to check for any nearby bone breaks. And well, no one was stopping him. Ckoudpup wasn't using any herbs, yet.

"I see more swelling around your chest and jaw, so move your jaw a little bit and I'll put more pressure on your ribs. If they hurt more than normal, that means there's a break." David would know what normal pressure to his pokes was because he had already poked him numerous times.

"Also, if you can't move your jaw, just leave it. If there's a bone broken there, then it will have lost function."
Then, Cloudpup would try to normally poke David's ribs to see if the pain was indeed sharper in the area.

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"Yes, you're on WindClan territory," Cloudpup responded with a blunt tone as he limped up to the ShadowClanner, ignoring Pit. The winged cat was uninteresting, so he never bothered to learn his name.
"Where are you from?" Lost animals, there was nothing interesting about it. Just ask where they came from, point them in the right direction, and they would go away. There was nothing more to it unless they wanted to waste time with idle chatter.

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"ShadowClan territory is that way," Cloudpup responded, pointing towards the mass array of pine trees at the edge of the moor. There was a pine-scented stench on Cerebus's pelt, so it wasn't difficult to deduct that ShadowClan lived somewhere dark and piney. Then, he would inhale in deeply, matching the scent to the name of the Clan.

"You don't need someone to babysit you back, do you?"
Expecting the answer to be 'no', the border collie would add, "Goodbye."

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Twitching his whiskers, he would respond back to empty air evenly, "Hell doesn't exist, heaven doesn't exist, all that matters is what we do with our lives." There was no afterlife, this was the only moment in time where Cloudpup would exist. Popping in two Advil pills into his mouth to take away his pain, he would limp back to camp.

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What are the exact injuries?: gouged out eye

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Since there were barely any trees on WindClan's mountainous terrain, it hadn't been hard to spot something that didn't belong, a dragon to be exact. It didn't seem familiar, so Cloudpup thought it'd be fun to take a look, see what it did, where it went.

Upon following the dragon's movements all day, the border collie got to witness the spectacular event of a Clanmate's eyeball being gouged out. No, not really. He was only there to see the dragon flying away and Blissfulignorance dying. He had wondered where the dragon disappeared off to, now he knew.

"I suppose you're in shock since you've just lost an eye," he stated plainly, rummaging through his pouch and tossing some Woodruff to Bliss. "That's called Woodruff, it'll calm you down if you eat it." Then, he would reveal to her a clear, glass bottle with a cork blocking the opening. Inside, it contained a slimy, thick gel.

Holding the bottle down by his paw and using his teeth to pull off the cork, he would pick up the bottle using his jaw and slide it so that his paw was covered with the gel.
"This is aloe vera gel. If I put a protective coat in your eye socket, it'll speed up the rate of healing and reduce. It also has an immediate soothing effect, but I mean, you can wait for a medicine cat with regular herbs if you want."

It was up to him whether or not to use the treatment since it was experimental and all. Still, it worked fine.

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What are the exact injuries?: clanmate is sprouting antlers from his head, pain and blood

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"Hey, you," Cloudpup barked sharply, as he quickly limped towards Bliss. His stride was uneven and rough, so it took a while.
"Are you feeling better?" The black and white border collie wasn't going to go wandering outside of camp again and happen to find Bliss's broken body if the male intended to go out for a walk. That wasn't what he cared about either. What he wanted to know the most was if the herbs worked or if they didn't. By the looks of it, they did work, although he wasn't quite certain.

Whether or not his patient survived after he applied the medicine was none of his concern. All Cloudpup wished to receive in return was the data coming out of the experiment, because he had been using experimental herbs.

Cloudpup didn't care about everyone else here either, so they could go carry out what they were doing in the first place.

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Cloudpup ignored the dragon although he was well aware of its presence. He didn't make any sudden movements, he just chose not to pay attention to it. It wasn't bothering him by watching him heal Bliss, and it wasn't trying to stop him, so he wouldn't waste time yelling at it to go away. It seemed to be less hostile now as well.

While Bliss was under sedation, he would skillfully apply the gel topically into the empty eye socket and on the cuts on his head in general so that it would be protected from any bacteria that could possibly infect it. It was still bleeding a little, so he would would wipe it up with cobwebs before doing any of that.

"You better wake up when you're in camp. Keep fighting, don't die," Cloudpup ordered with his authoritative, firm voice. His sharp ice blue eyes gazed towards Bliss's lone eye, not knowing what else to say. He dropped his gaze after a few moments, sliding over the rest of the feline's body. There seemed to be no wounds yet as far as he could see.

Now the only other danger was catching hypothermia out in the cold, so the border collie would lie down by his patient and wait for someone to come help carry the feline back to camp. Cloudpup was cold, but at least he could share his body heat with someone who was even colder than he was. Hopefully they wouldn't take too long, or else they would both end up freezing to death. He wasn't able to carry his Clanmate back to camp unless Bliss would enjoy being dragged by his scruff.

Bliss had to be alive for him to be able to be certain that the herbs did what they were intended for, that was the only reason for being there to keep him warm.

> any other wounds other than the gouged out eye and cuts on his face?

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"What are you going to do? Pull out your big hammer and kill me? Give it your best shot, I can't move anyways," he yawned, bored by the snow leopard's dramatic display. Evil eyes didn't hurt him, they were completely ineffective.

Thousandlies didn't need anyone to defend her actions but herself.

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"You're welcome. If you need to reapply the herbs, you can go to the real medics for that," Cloudpup responded with a short nod, glad to obtain the piece of useful information. His eyes slid over to the dragon, although he did not question Bliss of his choice of keeping the animal who tore out his eye. It was his choice, and he had a feeling that it wasn't completely Bliss's choice.

It wasn't logical for any animal to adopt its assailant unless they weren't right in their mind. The only other reasonable option was that the animal suddenly became docile. It had started cooing when Cloudpup had seen it last, and all it did was watch them. If it had grown an attachment to Bliss because of how good the eye tasted. . .

Cloudpup would think it was the strangest relationship to have ever formed.

"Goodbye," he would say abruptly before going back to camp. There was no other reason for him to be here.

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It's only been three days :3 Nothing major has happened, so there's nothing to improve on. She's a steady and reasonable leader though.

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Using no herbs, Cloudpup decided to be helpful today and wipe the blood off with moss first. "Hello, fellow Clanmate. Interested in using experimental herbs to heal your wounds right this instant, or would you rather stick with plain old marigold and goldenrod and wait for the medics?" he asked in a booming, persuasive salesman voice. Of course, the offer was extremely biased. Still, it worked.

Of course, there was that underlying cause to being helpful today.

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"No, we don't. For all we know, this can be fake BloodClan scent. Maybe an Insignian captured whoever was captured, and then used scent manipulation to cover it up," Cloudpup responded with a twitch of his whiskers. Captures, they were always repetitive.

Either their Clanmate was really captured by BloodClan, it was an enemy mixing up the scent, or she planted the scent there herself and ran off. Really, that was all there was to captures. This was why healing was much more interesting to him.

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i can make a cloudy x hya thread chuchu

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"No, we really don't need to know his name and business to treat him. That requires talking, he doesn't need to talk," Cloudpup snorted. If all his patients couldn't talk, it'd be great. But, Brokenpaw was able to talk, so that made him too lazy to check the pelt for the wounds. He might have fleas on him too, which he did not want to have.
Turning his sharp ice blue eye to Brokenpaw, he barked, "What do you need medicinal herbs for?" His body might have an injury, but at least he could talk, which he proved capable of.

"Also, would you like to use my experimental herbs? They work just fine, they're only called experimental herbs because they're new," the border collie remarked with a roll of his eyes. Seriously, the trial was just taking up time, and the herbs worked as they should.

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Herbs that work

Aloe Vera
Arcina
Basil
Echinacea
Hawthorn
Lovage
Primrose
Vervain
Woodruff

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"Yes, you could. Let's try a new herb other than the one we know works so that I can have a wider range," Cloudpup agreed, taking out a beautiful light purple flower.
"Your name is Pit, right? Anyways, Pit, Geranium. Geranium, Pit. Geranium is used for healing wounds and stopping infection at the same time. Handy isn't it? It's like marigold and goldenrod mixed into one herb! It can also reduce inflammation, control bleeding, blah blah blah. You get the idea, so I'll chew this up into a pulp and put it on your wound now."

Doing as he said he would, the border collie chewed it up into a pulp and spit it out onto his paw. Then, he would use the majority of the pulp on the nasty gash on Pit's hind leg. The rest would go to the other small, scattered wounds on the feline's pelt.

"That's all for the treatment. Your wounds should start healing, and if you need to redress the wound, then go to the medicine cat for regular herbs. Tell me the next time you see me if the herbs worked or not," he instructed before turning back towards the direction of camp. Cloudpup couldn't do anything more to help.

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"When have I ever stated that Polarispaw doesn't deserve his position?" Cloudpup inquired with an even, confused gaze. "You're making claims out of nothing, tell me, really. When have I directly said that Polarispaw doesn't deserve his position? I could care less about who gets the spot," he scoffed, wondering why she was making such a big deal out of it.

"As for me being rude and immature, I think they already know," he nodded with a knowing smile.

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"Are you commenting about yourself?" Cloudpup asked in a blunt, sarcastic voice as he approached, his uneven gait showing his limp. As he was by the ShadowClanner, he would lay his keen, ice blue gaze on his wounds.

"You have a minor nosebleed and a self-inflicted wound. Nothing herbs won't be able to heal," Cloudpup remarked. By herbs, he meant experimental herbs of course. Best thing about this situation was that it was a ShadowClanner, not a WindClanner, so he didn't need to ask for permission to heal someone from another Clan.

"I'm going to roll you onto your side so that you don't vomit blood and choke to death on your own blood. How funny would that be?" So, Cloudy would attempt to nudge over the high feline.

Sifting through his pouch, the border collie would take out Echinacea and Lovage.
"Echinacea will help your wound, and the Lovage will diminish the redness in your eyes," he explained while he was chewing up the Echinacea into a pulp. Once he was done, he would attempt to put it onto the self-inflicted wound. The nosebleed would eventually go away on its own anyways.

Then, he would nudge the Lovage flower over to the ShadowClanner. "Eat that and you'll feel better inside." It would also aid his digestion, whatever he ate to make himself to go insane. Maybe he was like that in the first place, Cloudpup didn't know. What he wanted was the ShadowClanner to go back from where he came from, he was wasting herbs.

"I doubt you'll come back to tell me if the herbs work, so just take it as a goodbye present," Cloudpup would say, narrowing his eyes.