Cherryflower
31M | She-cat | Medicine Cat | Ashclan (Formerly: Irisclan) | No Crush | Scent: Herbs/Blood | Tagged: Stagpaw, Tornface, Dovepaw, Crowjaw
Cherryflower smiled as Stagpaw ran off to get Tornface some water, dipping her head in a 'see you soon' before looking back at Tornface. She waited for her to finish chewing up the flower for now as she checked the she-cat over for any injuries or burns. She wanted to make absolute certain that she would make the trek. "I can't say that. Only Crowjaw can," she told her gently as she nosed her belly, checking to make sure the kits seemed okay. They did, thankfully, but the stress would probably make her birth them early. When, she wasn't sure, but it was a definite soon if she kept pushing herself. Just then, as if on queue, Crowjaw had appeared to answer Tornface's question. She turned and looked at the Deputy. "If we keep pushing her, she's bound to have the kits early. With the stress of his death, the rogues, and the fire and running from it, she already has a good chance of having them early," she warned the Deputy.
She then looked back at Stagpaw as he returned and she reached down and licked the top of his head in thanks. "Now go and get some water for yourself, Stagpaw. Also, if you happen to possibly catch a scent of vole or mouse at the riverside, please catch it and bring it to Tornface," she told the apprentice, knowing he wanted to make himself useful. She could do that by asking him to hunt by the river where he could still be seen by the clan. She then turned and looked at Dovepaw as she spoke before smiling. "Of course. If you can help find a mouse or vole near the river with Stagpaw, that would be a help. And get some water for yourself as well... eat this before you go though," she told the apprentice, rolling a huckleberry to her just like with Stagpaw but also including a yellow puffball of a flower for her cough. She was certain if anyone was feeling the rogues' intense training regiments, it would be the apprentices. It was why huckleberry was one of the things she gathered.
31M | She-cat | Medicine Cat | Ashclan (Formerly: Irisclan) | No Crush | Scent: Herbs/Blood | Tagged: Stagpaw, Tornface, Dovepaw, Crowjaw
Cherryflower smiled as Stagpaw ran off to get Tornface some water, dipping her head in a 'see you soon' before looking back at Tornface. She waited for her to finish chewing up the flower for now as she checked the she-cat over for any injuries or burns. She wanted to make absolute certain that she would make the trek. "I can't say that. Only Crowjaw can," she told her gently as she nosed her belly, checking to make sure the kits seemed okay. They did, thankfully, but the stress would probably make her birth them early. When, she wasn't sure, but it was a definite soon if she kept pushing herself. Just then, as if on queue, Crowjaw had appeared to answer Tornface's question. She turned and looked at the Deputy. "If we keep pushing her, she's bound to have the kits early. With the stress of his death, the rogues, and the fire and running from it, she already has a good chance of having them early," she warned the Deputy.
She then looked back at Stagpaw as he returned and she reached down and licked the top of his head in thanks. "Now go and get some water for yourself, Stagpaw. Also, if you happen to possibly catch a scent of vole or mouse at the riverside, please catch it and bring it to Tornface," she told the apprentice, knowing he wanted to make himself useful. She could do that by asking him to hunt by the river where he could still be seen by the clan. She then turned and looked at Dovepaw as she spoke before smiling. "Of course. If you can help find a mouse or vole near the river with Stagpaw, that would be a help. And get some water for yourself as well... eat this before you go though," she told the apprentice, rolling a huckleberry to her just like with Stagpaw but also including a yellow puffball of a flower for her cough. She was certain if anyone was feeling the rogues' intense training regiments, it would be the apprentices. It was why huckleberry was one of the things she gathered.