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[eltonn]

Eveningleaf | Stoneclan Medicine Cat

The shecat nodded, her whiskers twitching. "Which herbs did you use for the cure? What are the symptoms?" She questioned Stoatfur before blinking at Threeleg's words. "Oh- uh, yes, we should go now." She nodded again, her eyes flicking to her apprentice. "We are going to share now, are you ready Hawkpaw?" Eveningleaf mewed cheerily, slipping into the cave. However, her mind was elsewhere. So much death in the clans... what could this mean..?


ooc; pfft i've been botching eveningleaf's personality; she's supposed to be socially awkward paranoid will-give-you-herbs-for-everything type of cat.

yee daria, fernstar is going to die, and puddlestar will end up mentally having a breakdown/going insane due to both greywing and graniteslips deaths. that's the super short gist of it. also, i ship flaminghawk, just saying ouo
also- stoneclan's current deputy's computer is messed up, so he may not be able to post when he becomes leader qwq

[Katrione]

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Tom|21|Stormclan|Medicine Cat|Mate; Gingerpelt|Tags; Medicine Cats

"We don't currently have the cure, that's why a group left, along with my apprentice. Coconutpaw knows what the cure looks like so she went with them to find it. They should be back soon." Stoatfur mewed. "For now, I'm giving them celandine to help with the pain in their eyes, dock for their paws, poppy seeds for the really bad pains, and feverfew for their fevers."

Stoatfur followed Eveningleaf into the cave. {{Idk if it's a pool or a rock XD}}

[eltonn]

Eveningleaf | Stoneclan Med

"Have you tried Broken Rosemary Blossoms for their eyes? Or maybe adding a bit of Yarrow and Coltsfoot with the dock?" She wondered aloud, stepping over the stones gently. Eveningleaf then reached the center area, sitting down and looking over her shoulder at the other medicine cats, waiting for them to catch up.

[sin.namoroll]

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Here for the halfmoon - Threeleg

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The medicine cat entered the cave swiftly, following Stoatfur and Eveningleaf as they discussed the herbs. "You could try using goosegrass to stop or slow down bleeding." He suggested before arriving beside the Star Stones and jumping the distance between the pool so that he lay on the rock, ready to share tongues with StarClan. He looked at Goldenpaw. "Over here Goldenpaw. Use your senses to guide you to the stone beside mine." Threeleg meowed to his apprentice, hoping he wasn't too patronising.

{{Hey everyone I drew a sky view of the Star Stones so that everyone can see what I was talking about. It was drawn on MS Paint, so it's the best I could do and image each of the stones to be a little closer and the pool a little smaller (the pool is the blue XD) here's the link: xxx}}

[Katrione]

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Tom|21|Stormclan|Medicine Cat|Mate; Gingerpelt|Tags; Medicine Cats

"I've given them coltsfoot with the dock, I haven't tried the yarrow." Stoatfur mewed, settling into his spot by the Star stone. "I haven't tried the broken rosemary blossoms either, I'll try that with Sunsetkit and Tansypaw." He mewed, happy that he had a new medicine to try and help with the two she-cat's vision.

"I don't know if we have any goosegrass on Stormclan territory." Stoatfur mewed, flicking his tail. "I'll keep an eye out for it though." Stoatfur turned his attention to the Star stone, setting into a lying position.

[Jealousy Empress]

Goldenpaw gently hopped onto the stone next to Threeleg. He curled up, the stone cold against him. He felt he could easily sense where everything was, like someone was guiding him closely.
(guys, my plan is that during Goldenpaw's dream, he "sees" his mother (like all blind cats, he can see In StarClan etc. Etc.) but nothing major other than them basically talking... Is this alright or not? Please tell me kinda new to this.)

[Daria008]

Hawkpaw

He followed Eveninglef and sat on the stone next to hers." What now?" E tom asked curious.

[eltonn]

Eveningleaf | Stoneclan Med

She lay down on her stone, her patches stretched in front of her. Eveningleaf curled her tail around her haunches. "Once all the medicine cats are ready, the meeting will begin." She mewed softly to her apprentice.

ooc: should they lap the water like Moonpool, touch their nose to the stone like Moonstone, or both ouo?

[sin.namoroll]

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Here for the halfmoon - Threeleg

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The tom watched his apprentice hop gently onto the stone beside his. "Good, well done. Now if every cat is ready, we shall begin." He meowed, edging forward on the cold stone so he could touch his nose to the large boulder in the middle of the shimmering pool.

{{They touch their nose to the stone, like at Mothermouth
@battie that's fine with me
@everyone i am having Snakemint deliver the prophecy to Threeleg in the dream if that's okay}}

[eltonn]

Eveningleaf | Stoneclan Medicine Cat

The shecat nodded, inhaling slightly. She always anticipated meeting with starclan. Sometimes, her mother Honeytail or her father Foxstorm would visit. Once, her sister, Morningfern, who had gone missing while they were apprentices, visited her. Eveningleaf was upset when she found her sister had died, but Morningfern had assured her that she had lived a good life, and only wished she had lived longer to spend time with her kits. Eveningleaf briefly wondered if Morningfern's kits were still alive, but then shook it off. She would probably be able to ask Morningfern herself, if her sister decided to appear tonight. Bracing herself, Eveningleaf pressed her nose to the stone, her head then going limp as she fell in a slumber....

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Eveningleaf blinked open her amber eyes, glancing around the clearing. She couldn't catch the scents of Morningfern, Honeytail, or Foxstorm, but did recognize a new scent, one she hadn't smelled for 7 moons. Since her mentor died. Eveningleaf pricked her ears, her eyes glittering. "Bluesong?" the torbie mewed out, searching for her mentor. When the familiar blue fur appeared in view, Eveningleaf ran to her mentor, purring loudly. "Bluesong, I've missed you so much! I haven't seen you since... the greencough epidemic." Bluesong had died in her sleep, fighting off a vicious bout of greencough. The blue-furred shecat purred. "I know, but you have been doing wonderfully. I am so sorry about Echopaw.. but Hawkpaw is a promising young cat. He will do well." Eveningleaf nodded, comforted by her mentor. "Are you enjoying starclan?" Eveningleaf mewed, curious. Bluesong nodded. "The hunting is always good here. Herbs are abundent. There are so many herbs, Eveningleaf. More than you could ever imagine..."

The two shecats spent time talking, catching up with each other. Eveningleaf had missed her mentor terribly, and now she finally got a chance to speak with her again. However, soon their time together was coming to a close. The moon was moving, and soon the living stoneclan medicine cat would have to wake. Eveningleaf flattened her ears. "I wish you could come back to Stoneclan with me. Things are so strange. Cats keep disappearing, there was a fox attack in Cloverclan, two entire clans left the valley and a new one took their place. Our deputies keep dying. Bluesong, why did you have to die, too? We need you!" Bluesong frowned. "It was my time, Eveningleaf. You know that." Her eyes darkened, and Bluesong tilted her ears. "The moon is setting; quickly, before you wake, remember this!" Bluesong's mew turned into a hiss of urgency as she started to fade. Eveningleaf could feel herself beginning to wake. "Even the most trusted warrior can wear down a mountain.." Eveningleaf strained her ears to make out the last words. 'Wait! Bluesong! You couldn't have told me this earlier when you had time to explain? What does that mean? What do you mean?!"

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Eveningleaf threw her amber eyes open. No! I need to talk to Bluesong! Was that a prophecy? Was it advice? Why did I have to wake? The shecat closed her eyes again, attempting to throw herself back into the dream. Of course, to Eveningleaf's frustration, it didn't work. The shecat lashed her tail in irritation, glancing around at the other medicine cats. Even the most trusted warrior can wear down a mountain...