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✶C l o u d p a w✶
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gender- male
age- 8 moons
rank- medicine cat apprentice
status- content; sleepy; disappointed
tagged- Ivyleaf
form Cloudpaw snapped out of his daze, swinging his broad head to look back at his mentor. "Tell you what I know? O-Okay." He screwed up his eyes as he concentrated hard, trying to recall as many of the diverse herbs and their uses. After a while, he launched into a list: "Poppy seeds sooth shock or stress, and ease minor pain. Cobwebs stop bleeding. Borage leaves help queens milk supply. Burdock root helps bites, especially infected ones. Catmint is the only cure for greencough. Feverfew cools down fevers. Dock leaves help cuts and infections. Chervil root... uhm, you put it on wounds, and it can also help upset bellies, but I think juniper is better to use. Coltsfoot... helps a cat if they can't breath that good." Cloudpaw stopped to take a breath, before continuing. "Mouse bile is used to get ticks away. Yarrow is used to make a cat throw up any bad things they swallowed. Comfrey soothes wounds and helps fix broken bones. Honey soothes sore throats. Thyme calms cats down. Horsetail helps infected wounds. Juniper berries sooth bellyaches. Lavender can cure fevers too, though it's not as good as feverfew. Marigold stops infections. Tansy cures coughs. Deathberries are poisonous to cats. Chamomile... oh rats, I forgot again... I always forget that one. I'm sorry, Ivyleaf." He said glumly, looking down at his paws.
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♥H o l l o w p a w♥
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gender- female
age- 7 moons
rank- apprentice
status- infuriated; awkward; irritated
tagged- Rainmask; Twilightpaw
form Hollowpaw retained her cool expression while Rainmask began to pummel her with his stingily clever response, some of it did have a valid point. It was true, she really didn't have anything better to do at the moment since her mentor was busy with her love-life. As the cranky elder continued to lecture her, none of his words really phased her all that much, and Hollowpaw actually began to zone out- before he mentioned the tom she specifically wanted nothing to do with. The white and brown tabby she-cat's fur began to bristle, but she let him finish his statement before responding. She knew he didn't really mean a lot of the things he was saying, that he was merely just trying to strike a nerve- well, it worked, because Hollowpaw could not contain herself any longer. "First of all, thank you for that insignificant bit of information you tossed in at the end of that meaningful little discourse, but I know fully well that I am incapable of handling the wretched herb. I am only seven moons old, and like you said, I would probably drop unconscious at first consumption. But I had no intention of taking the herb myself, I was merely concerned about your health is all." Her voice was glazed with scorn and irritation. "And as for Twilightpaw... don't you even associate me with that bonehead! It wasn't my choice to be paired with him, or to have my future mapped out for me with him! He's just another tom in this clan... I want nothing to do with him! Nothing! Do I think it would have been nice to be able to take life slow and choose my own mate when I was ready? Sure! But I get stuck with him instead, a cat who is the polar-opposite of myself!" She was fuming now, her blue eyes blazing so fiercely, one could have mistaken them for cold flames; her plump tail was fluffed out to twice its size, her brows furrowed with rage. With her shrill voice, however, one could hardly take her seriously. "Sure, he won't leave me alone half the time, but I have less than zero interest in mooning over some tom who was assigned to me a month ago! And the leaders expect me to mate with him when I'm of age? Hah! Well, they're soon going to find out that life is full of disappointments!" A moment of silence was exchanged between them as Hollowpaw glared daggers at the old, careless cat. With a large amount of effort, she forced her fur to lay flat again, still glaring furiously. "Fine. Okay. I'm going to go get you that catmint, so even your declining, foggy eyes can see that I clearly do not spend my day pretending to love some cat I barely even know." She snapped a little more quietly. At once, the fae whipped around, stalking away from Rainmask with narrowed visionaries, having not a care in the world about the rogue-related situation going on around her. She knew fully well she was probably pleasing him by finally succumbing to his antics, but he could have that satisfaction, she didn't care. There was nothing she deplored more than being labeled like all the other apprentices were alongside their assigned mates, with Twilightpaw. And unfortunately, he was the next cat she nearly ran straight into- nearly, for she had stopped herself just in time, standing directly a whisker-length away from the black tom. Mousedung. "Oh! Erm, hey, Twilightpaw... I- didn't see you there." She said awkwardly through slightly clenched teeth. Rainmask was surely chuckling to himself now.
