Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: Hollowstep, Hawkstone

"Yes, just a throbbing pain around the whole area, that doesn't ever seem to stop." Meadowstars green gaze followed Hollowsteps to the piles of herbs. I hope she has something that can help.

Meadowstar turned as she heard Hawkstones voice. She hadn't even realized the tom was in the den. His scent lingered in the small space, however it was almost unnoticeable behind the strong scent of herbs that masked the den. She figured his scent had just been from the previous day, when he'd come in to be treated. With the nasty injury he got from those foxes, it doesn't surprise me he's still here.

Forcing a smile through her relentless head pain, Meadowstar smiled as Hawkstone approached, waving her thick furred tail in greeting. "Hello Hawkstone. I'm well, apart from my head wound." Her smile quickly dropped to a concerned frown, as she noticed how much pain the orange tabbies leg seemed to be causing him. Those foxes did a number on us, she thought with an inward sigh. Hopefully, we can soon put them behind us.

"It's perfectly fine. I'm here for the same thing. My head refuses to give me a moments peace." As she spoke, another wave of throbbing pain washed over her, from her forehead, down to behind the eye that had almost been injured during the battle. She was lucky she had dodged the fox when she did. She couldn't image loosing her sight, even in just one eye. To try and ease the pain, she closed her eyes while she waited for Hollowstep.

Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: Hollowstep, Hawkstone

"Thank you." Meadowstar glanced down at the herb Hollowstep layed at her paws. She did recognize it, and it had a strong scent that made her wrinkle her nose. Preparing herself for the surely bitter taste, she bent her head, eating the herb as fast as she could. It left a foul taste in her mouth, but if it would help her head, it was beyond worth it.

Turning her attention back to Hollowstep as the other spoke, her words surprised the tortoiseshell. "It was a struggle, but we had several capable warriors." She glanced at Hawkstone, who she had fought alongside with to defeat the largest of the foxes. "We worked together," she spoke again, returning her gaze to the medicine cat, "and were much stronger than those brainless, disorganized beasts." And perhaps if someone who had seen the battle taking place had sent for help, things would have turned out a bit better. She kept the jabbing comment to herself, not wanting to stir up trouble. Especially if she had seen things wrong.

"I'm off to rest in my den until the herbs start working. Thanks for the help Hollowstep, and I hope your legs starts to feel better soon Hawkstone." Flashing both a smile, Meadowstar turned towards the entrance of the Medicine den. Ducking as she passed through into the camp, she found the rain had eased off. Gray clouds still covered the sky, but with any luck, the sun would soon be shinning. The forest needed to dry out some. Already feeling as if her pain had eased a bit, Meadowstar headed to her den, preparing herself for the soon coming clan discussion.

Blizzardthistle | 83 Moons | Tom | Warrior | Location: Forest | Mentions: Novasong, Moonstar

Blizzardthistle awkwardly padded up to Moonstar, trying to keep the paw wrapped in cobweb off the ground. The rain had stopped, but the ground was still soaked and muddy. "Here, I found some." He spoke as he stopped at Moonstars side, paw held close to his chest. "It's not much, but it should soak up the blood of one of your smaller wounds." He looked over the she-cats torn pelt, looking for a small bleeding wound. He discovered one on one of her front legs. Just a scratch mark, but it must have been deep, given how much blood still welled out, despite being an old injury.

"It think it could work for that claw mark on your leg." He nodded his head to indicate what injury he was talking about. "Would you prefer putting it on, or should I?" He wasn't quite sure if she even could apply it herself without getting the cobweb full of blood before it even got on the designated wound. However, he didn't know this cat well, and he wasn't a medicine cat, so he wasn't about to start dressing her wound without her permission.

Blizzardthistle | 83 Moons | Tom | Warrior | Location: Forest | Mentions: Novasong, Moonstar

"Excuse me! I didn't just want to start doing it without asking her first." How dare she speak to me that way. I know I wouldn't appreciate it if some cat I barely knew started healing me, and I'm sure she wouldn't either. Shooting a menacing glare towards Novasong, Blizzardthistle returned his attention to Moonstar as the leader spoke. "Yes, I can."

Quickly, but still trying to be gentle, Blizzardthistle began to press the cobwebs into the bleeding wound. His nose wrinkled at the stench, and he was more than grateful when the bleeding appeared to have stopped. Just in case, he didn't want to remove the dressing just yet. What if it started bleeding again? An idea popped into his head, and he turned around, eyes scanning the ground. "Just a moment."

It didn't take long to find what he was looking for. Long strings of Ivy covered the bottom half of a tree trunk nearby. Blizzardthistle bonded over, ripped of a good long strand, and returned to the other warriors. "This should stop the cobwebs from falling off." In just the short minute he'd been gone, he could already see that a corner of the cobweb had begun to lift off Moonstars skin.

The black and white warrior wrapped the ivy around Moonstars leg, tucking the last piece beneath the rest. "There. Now lets get going." Looking down at his paws, he found that the white parts of his fur where stained a dark crimson. He was used to the feel and appearance of blood coating his paws, from his moons spent in the Dark Forest, so it didn't bother him any.

Returning to his place at Moonstars side, he waited for the she-cat to gather her strength for their travel.

Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Camp | Mentions: Hollowstep(Indirectly)

Blinking open her eyes, Meadowstar glanced around the small dark space around her. Where am I? Blinking her green orbs a few more times, her surroundings soon became familiar. The thick roots above her head, the clumps of grass that shielded the entrance of her den, and the musty scent of earth all around. Ah, my den. After leaving Hollowstep, she'd fallen into a light sleep. The throbbing in her head had died down, to where she could actually think and concentrate. Thank Starclan for whatever herb Hollowstep gave me!

Opening her jaws, the leader let out a long yawn, and slowly rose to her paws. The light streaming into her den assured her that she hadn't slept for too long, but she figured that they should discuss the issue of moving to the clan soon. She didn't want to hold it off any longer.

Ducking her head as she passed through the small entrance to her den, Meadowstar looked around camp. Warriors were finally out of their dens, mingling around camp as the sun was starting to make an appearance through the clouds. However she knew it wouldn't be shinning for long. Night was quickly approaching. Every new day grew shorter than the last, as the dark season of Leaf-bare hung overhead like a dark cloud.

Still feeling a bit drowsy, the mottled she-cat decided to take a moment to gather her thoughts, and shake off the fogginess clouding her sleepy mind. She sat just outside her den, watching the coming and goings of the warriors around her.