A leafy experience (Ferntrail and Bluelizard rp Private)

[speckleleafblue]

Bluelizard was limping back to camp his paws were swollen from pulled claws and there was a good size cut on his right shoulder. Apart from that there were some small scratches and blue and purple areas where he landed hard getting down the tree. He peeks from the right and then slowly to the left hoping Bluebell or Owlstar didn't see him like this. 'I don't need them thinking I'm weak.' He thought as he limps to the medicine den hoping to find Ferntrail. He had to admit tho it was a fun adventure with his friend Whitesparrow.

[Ferntrail]

death doesn't discriminate Ferntrail was settling into her den, loving the personal feel it had. Ferntrail was the first medicine cat to be in this den, which means she got to choose where all the herbs went. The molly had even went as far as dragging a large, flat rock outside her den. Right now it was being used to dry out some of the herbs she had snagged from the marshes, when she had bumped into a Windclan tom. She had never really thought about what she could benefit from being Medicine Cat and it turned out that being friendly with other clans was one of them. Don’t get her wrong, she definitely wasn’t about to become all chummy with Windclan and join them, it was just a good way to see how the other clan was going. Despite the tension between Shadowclan and Windclan right now, Ferntrail knew someone needed to keep an eye out on the welfare of both the clans. This land was overflowing with herbs and she had even given that warrior a little bit of Comfrey to take back to Fawnstep, although she had taken the majority back for Shadowclan. As she went out to check on the drying roots of the herb, she spotted a hobbling figure approaching her den. He looked worse for wear, his paws swollen and a gnarly cut on his shoulder. Excitement filled her at the thought of treating her first official patient, the large molly striding over to greet him. ”Hey there! Bluelizard, right?” As she had strode up to him she had realised it was Owlscreech’s brother and had remembered his name in a heartbeat. ”Well I’m Ferntrail and I guess I’m going to be healing you today” she meowed to him in a jokingly way. He had been walking very stiffly, which lead her to believe he had fallen off something and would have some bruises to tell the tale. Not knowing if he had hit his head or anything major, her first goal was to keep him calm and check him over. ”Let’s go into the den” she gestured towards where she had set up a nest for any of her patients, walking close enough for him to lean on her if need be. between the sinners and the saints

[speckleleafblue]

Bluelizard blushed as he limps inside of the den and waits for instructions, "Are you going to tell Owlscreech about this? If....if they know they would never let me live it down on my first day as a warrior." He said trying to ignore the pain.

[Ferntrail]

death doesn't discriminate The speckled molly ushered Bluelizard into a nest, her fluffy tail draping on his good shoulder in a friendly manner. The pain and embarrassment still lingered on his face but she paid no attention to it. ”Don’t be silly now” her voice was firm, almost scolding but too teasing to be serious ”Your brother is leader, I have to tell him. If It makes you feel any better I can just tell him it doesn’t look like a serious injury and if he wants to find out more about it, he should see you” she wrinkled her nose at him, making a face ”I still reckon he’ll come see you, but better from you then me” ”Now, It looks like you have a better nasty gash on your shoulder, some smaller scratches on your head and chest… and some pulled out claws? If I had to guess I’d say you were climbing a tree” Despite the fact her heart was racing at the fact this was the first cat she was trying to heal in the new den, she looked completely calm as she peered at him from head to toe. ”Are you hurt anywhere else? And would you mind telling me exactly how you got these wounds?” between the sinners and the saints

[speckleleafblue]

Bluelizard sighs as he lays down and looks up to her, but if you tell Owlscreech then...I'm sure he'll tell Bluebell, they don't keep secrets and I'm sure both would kill me for the scare." He said sighing in defeat, "I was Whitesparrow was giving me climbing lessons, bless her heard I hope she's ok...she was terrified...everything hurts but I think you narrowed down the source of my pain...and you can blame a rotten branch, and stupid squrriels and birds."

[Ferntrail]

death doesn't discriminate ”Well you definitely won't be doing any tree-climbing lessons anytime soon.” She chuckled. ”Sit up, it’s easier for me to heal you” she instructed, nudging him up into a sitting position. ”Now, obviously your head is sore, but can you see properly? Or is everything blurry” Sniffing through her herbs as she questioned him. ”Hang on a second, I’m just going to go get some water to clean out your wound” She headed out to the stream at the back of camp, moss gently grasped in her mouth. Soaking it up in the water she padded back into the den, getting to work right away. Squeezing the pure water into the deep gash. ”You got yourself pretty good… You said Whitesparrow was with you? I met her on the journey, she’s pretty nice. What do you think about her” Ferntrail chattered on while she gazed at her herbs. They had been in this plentiful territory for a few days and she had managed to find some herbs. Ferntrail would have to venture into the city to get some catmint, though. Catmint was one of the first herbs she had learnt, even most warriors knew it. The appetizing leaves the most effective against greencough. Marigold was another important one and she had found stumbled across a jackpot of them. She picked up the delicate petals in her strong jaws, chewing it into a poultice. Trying not to make a face she returned her attention her patient ”You’ll have to stay in camp for a day or two, we don’t know if you pulled something and we don’t want to make it worse. You can help everyone set up the camp but don’t do any heavy lifting, okay?” The fact that she was telling a warrior what to do should have made her nervous but she just felt a rush of satisfaction. No one had put up a fuss with her being Medicine Cat and in time everyone would come to respect her. Using her large paws, she spread the marigold out on top of the gash. ”That will do it!” She used what was left on her paw to dash across the smaller cuts but didn’t do anything else, as they were too small to do much harm. Getting some cobwebs from the already heaped pile, she made quick work of finishing off her neat work. A little part of her admitted she was extremely nervous, even if she wasn’t showing it. ”I only have poppy seeds to numb the pain, at the moment, so you might be taking a little nap” between the sinners and the saints

[speckleleafblue]

Bluelizard nods but hisses in pain softly as he was nudged up, "Well not now, earlier when I fell I had blurry vision." He said softly but hisses at the cold touch. He blushes as the subject to Whitesparrow. "She is the friend I never had....I do have a crush on her but I don't think she feels the same about me and I'm too shy to ask her about it." He said as he stares at his paws wanting to shuffle them but at the moment he knew it wouldn't feel good. He sighs figuring he would have to be grounded to camp until he recover. He gritted his teeth as medicine was spread on his gash. He stares at the poppy seeds, "Where would you like me to sleep?" He asked as he paws the seeds to him.

[Ferntrail]

death doesn't discriminate ”I’ve never been in a relationship so I’m not the one that should be giving you advice… But if I was you i’d tell her, otherwise you might have to watch her get swooped off her paws by someone else” Ferntrail debated telling him about Whitesparrow’s old crush but decided that was for Whitesparrow to share, not him. She could definitely see Blue and Whitesparrow being together, it’d just be a matter of whether Blue could pull himself together or not. He had been entranced by Spider and then later had tried to get closer to the black molly again. Ferntrail was inclined to think that he either couldn’t give up, or wanted to go with Spider. She could trust her friend with making her own decisions though and simply nudged the poppy seed towards him. ”Stay in this den for the night then you can go back to the warriors den” she instructed. between the sinners and the saints

[speckleleafblue]

Bluelizard pauses for a moment but he started to get sleepy, "Is there something you know that I don't?" He asked with a yawn. He wanted to stand up but was too tired to do so.

[Ferntrail]

whoops

[Ferntrail]

death doesn't discriminate ”I know a lot of things that you don’t, and that’s just the way it is” Although Ferntrail’s meow was light, her deep voice twined with a soft peal of laughter, a much darker thought was behind it. Ferntrail was blessed with knowledge that only a hand full of cats had the access to and those are the only cats she could share with. Sure, she liked all the highranks and Fawnstep didn’t seem like a horrible cat but Ferntrail would always have to keep things from Whitesparrow. Pushing the gloomy thoughts from her head, she focused on treating her tiring patient ”Rest” She instructed, helping him up and into the spare nest she had taken her time weaving together. between the sinners and the saints

[speckleleafblue]

Bluelizard snorts softly, "I'm not asking about Starclan's secrets...yes I believe in starclan, unlike my brother. Is it wrong that I care?" He said as he struggles to stand up. "If it is then it's my downfall."

[Ferntrail]

death doesn't discriminate This tom was quite insistent about asking question about Whitesparrow, it seemed like her friend might have a keeper on her paws. "Look, why dont you wait and ask her yourself? I can tell her your in here, if you want. For now you need to rest, understood?" After getting him into the nest she went back out to finish drying her herbs, keeping half an emerald eye on him. between the sinners and the saints