Stripepaw|11 Moons|Apprentice|7/18 Health|Medicine Den

Stripepaw looked to his paws. "I don't like talking about it but it's fine. I know you would never mean any harm, to anyone. I'm just glad I have someone to talk to. You may be my half sister but right now your my sister, just my sister. No half." He smiled to Spottedpaw and sat up. He touched his nose to her feeling warmth and nothing else.

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Harepaw~8 moons~Apprentice~18/18~Medicine Cat Den~Mentions: Swiftstrike, Horsetail, Snowecho, Snowpaw, *OPEN*

The young and cat turned to look at the younger apprentice who startled her, as she was too focused on Swiftstrike. She turned back around in time to see Swiftstrike eat the piece of food. She was ecstatic to see that. She looked around at the talking cats, before taking another piece and putting it in front of him again. She didn't want to overwhelm him, but she wanted to make sure he had enough to satisfied him. He would need water soon too. She lashed her tail as she thought.

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Swiftstrike|27 Moons|warrior|7/30 Health|Camp|
Swiftstrike leans over and is able to eat the piece of mouse. HE felt a bit better, at least the ringing and blurriness has stopped. H could hear on the other side of the den Stripepaaw and Spottedpaw were talking about them being half siblings and some other stuff. He looks back at Harepaw. He knew if he tried to talk only random sounds would come out.

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Horsetail|20 Moons Old|Co Medicine Cat|Heath 30/30|Mentions Directly: Swiftstrike, Lioncloud, Snowecho|Mentions Indirectly: |Location: Med Cat Den

Horsetail gave the other medicine cat a nod, as Snowecho suggested that they go to the MoonPool. They had not been it quite a while, maybe StarClan would help them and give them some advise. Looking over at Swiftstrike, the sand colored tom gave the badly injured tom a sniff. He was eating a few small bites of food, so maybe it was looking up. He hoped, that the warrior would look better by the time they came back. "Don't push yourself, Swiftstrike", Horsetail advised.
Looking up, Horsetail moved over to Lioncloud. Having seen Snowecho lay out some herbs before, he nodded towards Icepaw. "If you need anything, including something for your joints, just let Icepaw know", Horsetail knew how stubborn elders could be.
Looking back to where Snowecho was, Horsetail asked, "Are you ready?"

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Icepaw -6moons -med cat apprentice -18/18-Camp
Icepaw feels kind of nervous being alone to take care of two hurt cats. She takes a deep breath and returns Horsetail's nod. "One quick question. What herb was it for sore joints? I just don't want to give them the wrong herb. She looks up at Horsetail hoping she didn't just ask a stupid question. Maybe if she had better memory she wouldn't have forgotten what herb it was. She realizes that she is not alone because she has Newtpaw to help. She felt better but she still felt embarrassed that she forgot what the herb was.

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Foxflame | 16 moons | Warrior | 30/30 | Camp | Mentions: Hollowfall, Featherheart, Open

Foxflame couldn't help himself but laugh.

"Oh my, have I made an enemy? And one not to be trifled with at that," he complimented, laughing. "I thought the two of you knew me better. 'Tis simply that you she-cats are so fun to tease," he meowed plainly, brushing Featherheart's shoulder with his tail. "Besides, do you not think I would know to avoid such a mouse-brained thing as a fight for love? And with a deputy at that. If I were to displease you, I would have to flee the forest, to the la—" He suddenly stopped himself. Then, he grinned his trademark malicious grin, tilting his head. "Goodness. I don't know what came over me.

"But since the two of you are here now, I'll leave you to one another. 'Twould be rude to intrude on such an adorable pair, would it not?" He quickly fled the scene, before Hollowfall could smack him. If Hollowfall pursued him, he reasoned he could simply say "Does Featherheart have a mate so inconsiderate as not to hear her speak?" or "Stop chasing my tail like I'm your mate. Featherheart will misunderstand." or the like. He would be mouse-brained not to speak with the cat he loved.

Foxflame himself was never one to really desire another cat's love. He enjoyed seeing the she-cats blush for one, but for the most part he cared about them and wanted them to feel as such. It seemed some cats had become infatuated with him thanks to his manner of conducting himself, but charming others wasn't his purpose, though a companion certainly wasn't unwelcome.

He was suddenly thoughtful. What should I desire in a mate anyway, he considered. Beauty is as useless as it is impermanent, and I could hardly love one who looked so refreshing you could not allow them to fight alongside you.

After thinking this, he realized what he would wish for in a mate.

He wanted someone who he could dance with using words, someone who he could duel against as equals. Only then might he feel a sense of attraction. Their battle would be a battle of compliments, to see who could flatter the other to the extent that they had no words to respond, though perhaps a female who loved him not for his compliments but for who he was might already be the greatest weapon in such a duel.

He wondered if there was any she-cat in the Clan that could match him in a duel of words. He quickly shrugged it off, shaking his head. What a foolish thing I am thinking, he thought. Though if this much is necessary to make me love another, perhaps 'twould have been advantageous to make me a medicine cat.

Regardless, he would continue living his life like he always had—teasing the she-cats and hiding flowers in their nests, or if he could, in their fur. He didn't much care for a mate after all, and he never felt alone despite not having a one. But he was glad he had this epiphany about himself. Having thought all this through, he returned to the warriors' den, where he lay down to rest in his nest—or rather, the nest of the female he'd decided to torment today.

Still, his heart started to throb with an odd sort of longing and excitement. That feeling was hope.

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Mumblepaw | 9 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Medicine Cat Den | Mentions: Icepaw

Mumblepaw's ear would flick slightly as he trotted into the Medicine Cat Den with a jaw full of catmint in his mouth. He's eyes glancing somewhat coldly over at Icepaw as she asked about herbs for aching joints. "If I heard you correctly, you have to use daisy leaves or ragwort leaves and crush as well as chew them thoroughly into a paste, but with ragwort leaves you should use juniper berries as well. Though as a personal preference I'd recommend ragwort leaves because for one, I believe they are more plentiful at the moment since it's now cool and rainy from the storms, and two I just believe it's
more effective... but that's just me." Mumblepaw would say to Icepaw in a slight hiss while resuming to glaring at her with a harsh look. "Surely your brain will be able to remember something quite simple this time, yes?" He's eyes coldly scanning her up and down as he said that, sounding as 'nice' as he could possibly be. You could almost barely see a harsh smirk creeping from his muzzle. "Tch." That was all he said to her for the moment as he set down his pile of catmint. "Now for the reason I came here, I've been keeping a whole bunch of catmint in my nest for... personal reasons." He avoided eye contact as he said that. "But I now know I no longer need them, but surely you wouldn't mind having a few extra herbs? If so I have absolutely no other area to put them." He'd mew in a dead tone.

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Stripepaw|11 Moons|Apprentice|7/18 Health|Medicine Den

Stripepaw looked to Mumblepaw in shock. He had never heard him be so rude! "Mumblepaw! You shouldn't be so rude, she's younger than you and still learning. I expected more from you." He hissed his voice full of anger. Maybe he shouldn't have scolded the younger apprentice but he couldn't stand around when a cat was being so rude! When he was younger many cats shoved him around and no one helped him. He wasn't going to stand around and watch other cats face that. It was just awful and a horrible thing. Mumblepaw wasn't even the medicine cat apprentice.

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Snowpaw| 7 Moons|Apprentice|18/18 Health|Medicine Den
Snowpaw looks over at Mumblepaw. She was upset that Mumblepaw would be so rude to her sister. Snowpaw went and sits down next to Icepaw, glaring at Mumblepaw. "Icepaw is smarter that you'll ever be!" She snaps. Snowpaw was surprised at herself. If someones rude and your rude back does that make you as bad as the first, she wonders, it doesn't matter, she decides, he was being rude to my sister.

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Icepaw-6 moons -med cat apprentice -18/18-Camp
Icepaw looks at Mumblepaw. She wants to just disappear. A normal apprentice remembered the herbs when she couldn't. That made her feel even worse. All of a sudden she felt as if she couldn't take care of Stripepaw and Swiftstrike. She sat down glumly. She felt unconfident that she would be able to take care of them.
Spottedpaw -6 moons -med cat apprentice-18/18-Camp
Spottedpaw woke up. Where was she? She felt a warm body right next to her. It was Stripepaw. Yawning she starts to groom herself. "Hi Stripepaw. do you want any prey I'm starving" She looks at her half-brother no not her half -brother just her brother. She smiles happily she always wanted a sibling that lives longer than a moon. He was telling at someone off. "What happened why are you yelling?"

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Mumblepaw | 9 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Medicine Cat Den | Mentions: Stripepaw

"Whoops, seems like my tone set off the wrong message again." He'd chuckle as he looked at his paws. He'd look at all of them with a glare of rage, it was almost murderous. "Ah well, I should've known that would've happened. My apologizes." He'd huff in a cheery tone, but his eyes said otherwise. "Though I'm not mad .. haha why would I? So I'll still be giving you all presents later on." He'd mew. "The presents are a thanks to the Medicine Cats as well as all the current sink and injured staying." He'd explain. "Of course you can reject them if you want, but only when I give them out since I've already prepared them." He'd huff. "Now if you excuse me, I need a nap. I'll just leave the catmint here and be on my way." He'd stand and began passing the cats as he left. "Oh, and Stripepaw?" He'd turn to the tom. "I'll have to be altering yours a bit so don't expect it anytime soon." He'd give the tom a glare as he smirked. "Hope you don't mind. Goodbye." He'd turn away from him and left.

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Stripepaw|11 Moons|Apprentice |7/18 Health|Medicine Den

Stripped watched Mumblepaw walk out of the den his eyes narrowed. He had always liked the younger apprentice but he hated when cats treated other rudely. He had stepped out of place and Stripepaw was defending a fellow clan mate. He looked back to his sister who had fallen asleep. "Mumblepaw was just being rude." He huffed yet there was some thing else in his eyes, other than anger. Was it fear? Maybe, Mumblepaw sounded very threatening and his gift didn't sound good.

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Snowecho - 23 moons - Medicine cat - 30/30 - Medicine Cat Den - Mentions: Mumblepaw, Icepaw, Horsetail, Willowstar Open!

Snowecho gestured towards the herbs he had set aside for Lioncloud when Icepaw asked her question, but before he could open his mouth to answer her, Mumblepaw came in. He was infuriated when he heard the tone the apprentice used towards the she-cat, but seeing as many cats had now gathered, he was too nervous to speak up too loudly in the crowd. He looked towards Horsetail, urging him to speak up against Mumblepaw's disgusting behaviour. The white tom shook his head, he had thought he had managed to give Mumblepaw some sense when he taught him by the river. He padded out towards the exit of the den, purposefully shoving his way past the arrogant apprentice. He marched with purpose towards Willowstar. He was more than fed up with Mumblepaw at this point. Storing catmint for personal use. Pah. Catmint was only to be used with sickness, not for personal pleasures.

He sniffed the air when he discovered that Willowstar was not present. He found her scent and tracked it out of camp, following it to the river where he found other cats as well. "Willowstar? I have something important to tell you. It's concerning one of the apprentices." He said, flicking his tail as he waited for her response. He was still quite annoyed with Mumblepaw's behaviour, and the more he thought about the apprentice, the more his tail lashed from side to side.

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Stormberry - 28 moons - Co-Deputy - 30/30 health - Camp - Mentions: Snowecho, Softpaw, open!

Stormberry flicked his ears when he saw Snowecho heading out of the medicine cat den, and was once again reminded of his need to have a proper conversation with him. He seemed quite angry though, so he guessed it was probably best to wait for another time. It was becoming more than a personal thing now - having seen Swiftstrike struck by lightning had really been messing with his head, and it was only natural for him to assume that a medicine cat would be more likely to have answers from StarClan as to why these things were happening. He looked up at the sky with worry, wondering how he was ever going to manage these things when he became a leader one day. He sighed softly and turned, only to see Softpaw in the middle of camp. He smiled softly, not having spoken to the apprentice that much before, so he decided to pad over and see what the young tom was up to.

Alderpaw - 11 moons - Apprentice - 18/18 health - Camp - Mentions: Mumblepaw, open!

Alderpaw couldn't help but overhear the conversation going on between some of the apprentices in the medicine cat den, and he was barely surprised when he picked out Mumblepaw's voice, being rude and almost threatening to Icepaw and his fellow Clanmates. He flicked his long tail in annoyance and stopped in front of the other apprentice as he made his way out of the medicine cat den, having been made distinctly suspicious by listening to Mumblepaw's tone of voice. "Did you eat a rotten mouse or something, Mumblepaw? Because it sounds like nothing but crow-food seems to come out of your mouth recently." He hissed, though he was fairly confident that he wasn't going to start any kind of physical fight with Mumblepaw - especially as he was a few moons older than him. But, as he saw it, life was hard enough without cats actively trying to make everyone else miserable by being bullies, and he hoped a scolding might make the other apprentice rethink his bad attitude.

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Mumblepaw | 9 Moons | Apprentice | 18/18 | Camp | Mentions: Alderpaw

Mumblepaw would turn towards Alderpaw as he heard him. He'd look at him with the same glare he gave Stripepaw only moments before. "That's absolutely incorrect." He'd mew in his normal blank tone, like nothing ever happened in the Medicine Den. "Haha, no I hate mice. More of a frog kind of cat. So.. I guess you can say I ate a rotten frog." He'd smile at him. "But I do agree that what I sad was absolutely unacceptable, I snapped for no good reason. But, it is too late now, I will most likely get in much trouble and be shamed for my actions. Who knows, maybe Spottedpaw won't want to hang with me anymore." He'd huff before coming face to face with Alderpaw. "But I don't give a mousetail about my future punishment, and I will gladly take it as the respectful tom I am." He'd turn his head away from the tom before beginning to walk away. "If you need me I'll be in the Apprentice Den, wake me when my punishment comes. Take care Alderpaw." He'd mew before padding over to the Apprentice Den.

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