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Wisteria rumbled something a little less than lady like at Storm's offer, ears flicking back as she joined the group. Though, the fem didn't make a move to stop him; he was his own grown person, she didn't have to boss him around. Turning to Olive, she replayed tidbits of the story in her head, catching moreso onto the injuries she knew she had. From the distance she had, it looked as if that was all she sustained. Pretty lucky, for someone who got shocked with lightning. Then again, Olive was immortal.

Did being immortal mean she could heal herself, easily? If that was the case, Wisteria would've been a-okay with letting the fox rest. But, until then, she would provide herbs and help Mack bring Olive back to the medic den, here, so that she could be treated properly in the very least. Comfrey to heal the broken bones, poppy seeds to calm and help Olive sleep, and maybe some thick bandages to be sure her bones don't heal wrong. "Alright, c'mon." she hummed, flicking her tail to the growing crowd. "I have all the stuff we need back in the den - unless, Olive, you can't hold out that long?" when her own paw was cut off, she was already high on pain medication, and only felt a burning sensation. She was unsure how Olive was feeling. Flicking her tail, she added Thyme to the list, in case Olive began to feel frightened or panicked.

Wisteria wasn't ever one for politics. She only remembered who was good, who was bad, and who was in between. Anything else was lost on her. Still, the young girl enjoyed attending little things like this, so she could get a peak into the world she found hard to completely understand. Though, like the others, she found it odd that Olive wasn't the one proposing the idea to them. Surely it would be easier, as she already lived here half of the time.

Wisteria disliked being late to the first aid training - she should've been here, helping Lottie and helping the younger ones understand a bit more. Yet, here she was, just a tad late. The other medic let out a quiet sigh and silently slipped in among the crowd, deciding against going up to sit beside Lottie. The bigger feline had everything under control, anyways, so Wist doubted she needed much help.

[ ack sorry!! i've been busy/stranded the past few days,, ]

The young girl perked her ears as she heard her name, having been in the green house, watering the herbs that needed just a smidge more care. She finished her task rather quickly, picking up her basket that she had filled with the few herbs that were ready to harvest. She shared a smile with the two other girls, tail swishing low. "Hello, Sweet, Lottie." Wisteria nodded to each of them, turning to the little storage and quickly sorting out the few herbs she had.

Wisteria's activity was atrocious, and she didn't even have any excuses. She was just... bad. Though, as of late, she decided to get off of her lazy bum and try a bit more. It wouldn't hurt her if she did, and it would probably make everything a bit better, right? So, the young girl, with Peach in tow, found herself a spot near the middle of camp. "I'm holding a meet and greet over here!" this was, mostly, for the newer members that she didn't have the time to meet yet. "You can also ask me questions, if you want~" Peach settled beside her as the medic waited for new faces to drift towards her.

Both new and old faces were welcoming to the she-cat. The new, because she found that the Clan was growing in her absence, and that would always be great. And the old, because then she wouldn't have to manage a whole new set of friends. Not that she had really close ones anyways - she would have to work on that, surely.

Anyhow, she addressed the first two, Sweet and Celina, with a smile and a nod. "Hey, you two. Surely you're fairing well?" as a medic, she wanted to be sure she wasn't missing out on the injuries. Though, surely, Lottie was doing just fine without her. The panther seemed capable to hold the entire responsibility on her shoulders, though Wist wouldn't burden her partner like that. At the questions, her tail flicked, as did her eyes as she turned them down to Peach, who huddled into her belly fluff and stared at the familiar, and unfamiliar faces.

"Orchid gave her to me as a birthday present." she stated simply, at first, bringing her nub around to nudge the rodent closer. "She brought around a lot of bad memories, but I've learned to suppress them, I think. It helps that she brings around good memories, too." Heavens, if she could bring Joey back, she would. But, Peach was just as good, if anything. Peach was growing out of the pet stage and into the child stage, just as Joey did. And, though it scared Wist that she cared for the somewhat sentient creature more and more, she found it enjoyable that she could develop a love like this again.

"And... ah, I actually don't know?" Joey could've been a bat, a squirrel, a frog - anything, and she still would've picked him off of his mother's corpse and raised him as well as she could. "I guess they're just cute, and they do this... thing, when they're scared or startled?" she didn't want to demonstrate it, as that would harm Peach's trust in the big family that was BlizzardClan. "They play dead and wait it out until their predator is gone, seeing as most non-sentient predators want to chase down their prey, y'know? 'If it's already dead, then what's the point?' kind of thing." she shrugged gently, before moving on.

Of course, a cheesy smile would welcome itself onto her face at the sight of Storm; even Peach, who was slightly fearful of the forming crowd, found herself bouncing around the combatant. "Storm." she purred back, deciding to forego the teasing banter she usually had with him. At his simple question, she let out a quiet giggle. "Much better than a few weeks ago, I can tell you that. I bet in, like, a week, I can even go without this damned band-aid." she motioned to the winding piece of fabric that settled around her still healing nub. "What about you? How are you feeling?" she asked. She waited for the answer, though a few more people shown up, and she couldn't just ignore them.

Alexa and Fadingmoon were the new faces, and because they seemed to contrast one another a lot thus far, she found herself amused with their differences. Surely BlizzardClan would thrive with a more diverse personality group. "Alexa, Fadingmoon, it's nice to meet you both." she hummed, with nearly as much enthusiasm as she did with Storm, but not too much, as not to make it weird. "My name's Wisteria, and I'm one of the two medics here. Though, Lottie's probably the better one." it was a little joke to her, but it did poke at her minor insecurities. Still, she smiled, and answered Alexa's question.

"I, believe it or not, prefer fall weather. My fur coat doesn't allow much room for the summer sun, and sometimes even spring makes me sweat way too much. But somewhat windy and rainy days? Those are amazing." she let out a happy purr before moving on to Pierce, offering the male a happy nod of the head. He was a constant in all of their lives, and definitely one of the better ones. She even dared to call him a role model in her own life, despite not being that much younger than him.

"Good afternoon, Pierce." she hummed, tail swishing behind her. As for his question, she was unsure. "I like sweet things, a lot. I think that's because my tastebuds were murdered when I was a vampire in my past life." she shrugged. "But lollipops and jolly ranchers are definitely favorites." really, any suckers were fun. She didn't have to chew and waste energy doing so, therefore she could do more while still enjoying the taste.

[ IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE I GOT BUSY BUT I SWEAR THIS WILL NEVER D I E ]

A little bit of excitement coursed through the young fem as she nodded slowly, tail swishing behind her. At his offer to help her walk, she let out a quiet giggle. "You know I'm going to take and abuse that offer." she hummed, before turning to her home and calling out to Peach, letting her little friend know that she would be out for a bit. As soon as that was done, the she-cat took to her paws and bounded after Storm, glad he didn't walk too fast.

She glanced at the flowers, taking this moment to pause and catch her breath. Wist recognized the flowers, and opened her mouth to point out the fact, before noticing that he was going to speak first. There was more? She followed his gaze to the hole and nodded, slowly, creeping after him and into the hole. It was scary at first, as it had gotten dark quickly. Though, the journey ended as quickly as it had started, and she was welcomed with a field of all of the beautiful flowers, and a blanket with with various items on it. She was speechless, jaw slack in a joyful smile.

"Oh, wow." she finally murmured, tail swishing low behind her. "It's beautiful; I feel like you're trying to one up me, though." her comment ended with a giggle as she took a tentative step forward, letting a gentle breeze rustle her fur. Yep, she would definitely come here more often. It was so nice looking. "Which, by the way, you succeeded. This is so... breathtaking. I love all these flowers." she bent over to sniff one, ears twitching as she moved to another, and another, much like a child receiving her birthday gifts.

"Thank you, Storm. For bringing me here, I mean." and, well, everything else he dealt with for her. She really didn't deserve his attention sometimes.

Wisteria was the daughter of two hippies - all they did was preach about mother nature and natural remedies. So, of course, the young girl would find herself studying these remedies, as well as a few others. She was late in her high school career, already searching for a college who would accept her yet not send her to be in debt. It was a hard medium to find, yet she was determined to do so.

She ruffled her curly hair as the bell to the shop she sat in rang, and she spotted a freshman she had seen a few times prior. She had made it her own personal goal to be sure that the children being welcomed into the almost-adult-world were welcomed, though she couldn't remember if she really spoke to this one all that much. She closed her book and note book, careful of her simple, over-sugared coffee, and waved to the other as she sat down.

"You can come sit over here, if you want." no need to sit alone in a coffee shop, right? Sure, she was doing it a few moments prior, but Celeste didn't seem like she wanted to. Plus, interaction would do them both some good.

Wisteria wasn't entirely sure if she could go into games like this - high energy and coordination. Though, she didn't want to sit back and watch. She wanted to do. She nodded to Pixel, remembering her from the medic meeting, before hobbling forward. "If you don't mind involving a poorly coordinated medic, then I'd be glad to join." All real physical training was just a distant memory of someone else's, at this point, and her nub didn't help, really.

"I was mentioned?" Wisteria happened to be nearby when Nate called out, though she didn't think she could be of much help. Sure, she still had some jewelry, and perhaps a lot more since her yard sale due to her free time. But, not much of it was really... quality. Some pieces were pretty, while others were trashy, and she was unsure what the older male was looking for.

Yet, Mie said her name, and she definitely couldn't just walk away then. She sat down and held a paw on the ring that was strung around her neck. Family heirloom, never to be given away. But, still, all of that other jewelry. "I may have some stuff. But, if it's for someone special, you should try making it yourself. It would be so much more... well, special." her tail swished gently as she spoke.

Wisteria entered with a somewhat graceful clumsiness that she adapted to have. Due to her stubby leg, her gait was awkward and it seemed moreso that she was lugging around and awkward forearm. Yet, she smiled and greeted everyone with quiet elegance, in hopes to drive the awkwardness away. She settled beside Mack, waiting for the small meeting to begin.

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i've alllllwaaaaaaaaysss wanted a thread with ala but idk how wist would fit into his life other than being lottie's friend but i guess that's a place to start? i want them to be friends or smth. like, awkward friends. like. "i was looking for someone else but you're here instead and i guess i'll talk to you?" or smmmmmmtthhhh

i'm bad at this my apologies

i think for a while (and maybe even now??) shadowclan has their medic ranks serving more like a title than anything? their medics (or whatever they call them i forgot lmao) are able to have medic knowledge but also pursue the ranks and climb up and all that stuff; i think for a while their head medic was also one of their deputies. idk i just thought i'd point to a clan that's functioning well with that idea bc i like it but, like quill said, i also feel that doing that would make it hecka stressful and too much power soo?? idk

i'm also sometimes vvv greedy and having this stop after medic is really odd to me bc i've always had characters pursue the other ranks & they've always. like. had something else to look forward to? idk i just find that the best part of the whole process. so maybe bringing back the head-whatever for paladin/combatants would be more beneficial?

i'm always bad at explaining myself so sorry if this is. weird // /

also a quick edit even before i post; i second the whole. nurse title thing. i would love nurse wisteria. i brought up the idea with mystify/orchid & they said "yes i really like that idea" so. cute nurse wisteria pls

Wisteria joined the growing crowd in silence, tail swishing low as she evaluated her own walking. It had definitely improved - she no longer gave up and did an awkward bunny hop. And, it did still held some grace to it, as if she was a fully legged feline. Of course, she wasn't, but it was nice to know that her small disability wouldn't hinder her from acting like it. Anyhow, the young girl settled in beside Pierce, offering the male a smile before waiting for the announcements.

Peach had greeted the male back with a smile and a chirrup, only to be completely distracted by her sister. Of course, the rodent took to trying to over take her sister as the group mingled, leaving Wisteria to giggle at their gentle antics. She continued the conversations, whiskers twitching with amusement. "I am, too." the day she could go without her bandage would be the day that she would be able to not worry about an open wound getting too messy.

She finally directed her attention to Orchid, tail sweeping around her paws as she listened to his question. "Only one?" Her former self would've feigned modesty - and, in all honesty, Wist would have two. Both creatures were secretly consumed by their own egos. Perhaps that is why she had - and still has - trouble asking for help. Still, she decided to keep her answer short and sweet, as she was sure no one wanted a whole essay on how amazing she thought she was. "I like my fur tones, I guess? I look like a fun, walking mud puddle."

And, finally, the child turned to Fadingmoon, who had gone on a little encouraging rant that, well, Wist didn't necessarily ask for. She didn't want it, either, but she knew that she needed to hear someone tell her that she was doing just fine. She also knew that even with this speech and the knowledge that Fadingmoon set in her, it would all drift away and she would still have that one thing that would kick her while she had her downs. "Thank you, Fadingmoon." she hummed to the other, a gentle smile on her face. "I appreciate the encouragement, really."

"I think a basket or a tree would be more... safe." the young medic commented, rubbing her shoulder with her nub. "Tossing it to one another could cause minor injuries - ack, but don't mind me, I can just be a worry wort, sometimes." Wisteria hummed, rolling her shoulders back as she considered the first option, which did sound more fun. She was unsure if she would be able to catch it, though, but that could make the game more interesting if she found a way. "All in all, any version of the game sounds a-okay to me."

Wisteria had shared a smile to Storm and Lottie, piling her studying supplies on top of one another to make space for them and their coffees. "I'm doing fine; still trying to get used to this, though." she brought her right hand - or, rather, where it would be - up and rested her forearm on the table. It was a while since she became an amputee, due to frostbite and slightly careless parents. She didn't mind all too much though. It built character, and she could still use it, for the most part. "And good afternoon to you too, Lottie." she hummed, only to be interrupted by the slightly rude girl.

She pursed her lips as she watched Eve announce her order from across the room. The poor barista shouldn't have been talked to like that, though Wist knew she didn't have the guts to stand up and call her out on it. So, instead, she tried to draw attention away from the rude girl, and back to the freshman. "Ah, right, Celeste. Now I remember." she hummed, eyes flicking every so often to Eve, hoping to catch the other apologize, or something. "How's the high school life?" the dark skinned fem asked. She only spoke again when Celeste expressed her worry. "Oh, don't worry about it! I'm sure they don't mind a new face to talk to - and I know I don't mind it one bit."

It seemed as if she was a bit too late to see and personally meet the Cartelian leader, but she didn't know if that was for the better. She imagined Twilight to be a force to be reckoned with, but with how many times her own Clanmates went against her, she almost assumed she would see a mere child instead of the creature flying away in the distance. Anyways, Wisteria approached behind Lottie, head tilted as her partner seemed to already be checking for injuries. She was slightly glad that at least Mie remembered that she existed, though it only further pushed her into her hole of doubt - Lottie, in all honesty, could hold the Clan on her own shoulders and not break a sweat. She was a great role model, if anything.

"Oh, Aimee, I'm so glad that you're safe." she hummed, breaking her thoughts away from, well, what had ended in the last paragraph. "And your babies, too. Hopefully they're fine." she turned her gaze expectantly towards Lottie.

She breathed out a sigh, letting it roll with the breeze when she spoke. "Oh." was all Wist was able to murmur. It made sense, really. This was the place that he wanted to bring her - when he knocked on the door. When she wouldn't open it. Perhaps, maybe when she was already dead and stinking up the place. Her breath caught in her throat as she fought the sudden urge to sob, returning to her spot beside him and attempting to nuzzle her cheek to his, all while balancing on her back legs. "I'm... I'm sorry about that, really." she whispered, almost glad that he diverted the conversation to somewhere else.

"Well, if you really mean that, this whole field would be in my backyard." she mused, looking over it again and leaning on his side. It was a simple scenery, but since it was Storm who brought her here, who did all this... It made it all the better. She followed him to the blanket, sniffing some of the food he laid out, as she wanted to be sure that it was new and not... rotting. After confirming that, she sat down and looked around once more. "How did you even find this place? Do you, rather, did you just like going down holes?" she cracked a smile, tail swishing.