Drizzleface | 32 Moons | She-cat | Medicine Cat | Location: Med Den | Mentions: Wolfbreeze

Drizzlefaces blue-grey eyes widened in fear. I was right, foxes! At least Hollowstep is there to help them. She suppressed a shiver, leaning down to examine Wolfbreezes wounds. Mainly just a few scratches and bite marks, nothing that couldn't be healed quickly with some herbs, However upon examining the warriors back, Drizzlefaces eyes darkened in concern, A deep bite mark was what was causing Wolfbreeze so much pain. It appeared quite red around the edges of the torn flesh.
Turning to tear off a chunk of cobweb, she began to firmly press down with it on the wound, careful not too apply to much pressure, to hurt her patient.
"You've got quite a nasty bite here." Drizzleface meowed, turning to face Wolfbreeze. "But, shouldn't be a problem once we get some herbs on it." Her confident tone was a bit of an act, since the pale furred she-cat was a bit worried about infection. I'll make sure to apply extra Oak leaf to it.
Using her tail, Drizzleface pointed to the remaining cobweb beside her. "You should use that to stop the bleeding on the rest of your wounds, while I deal with this one. It shouldn't take much, they're not too deep."
Lifting the now blood soaked cobweb off the bite wound, the medicine cat was happy to see that it had stopped bleeding. She turned to grab a few herbs from her stores, and quickly padded back over. Chewing Oak Leaf and Goldenrod together into a poultice, she began gently licking the mixture into wound.

Baywish | 18 Moons | Tom | Warrior | Location: Two-leg place | Mentions: Minkleap

Baywishs green eyes flew open in surprise as Minkleap took off running. "Hey, wait for me!" He called out, racing after the dark furred warrior. Two-leg place wasn't too far away, and it didn't take the two young warriors long to reach it, following the stream.
As the huge two-leg fences came into view, Baywish slowed down, stopping to sit beside Minkleap. Catching his breath, he looked up at the strange barrier wall of the two-leg gardens. He'd seen them before, on patrols of Shadowclans old territory, but he'd never been this close before. He watched Minkleap jump up to the top of the fence, and listened while she excitedly told him everything she could see. Nervously swallowing, Baywish gave a massive leap, launching himself up to the top of the fence, alongside his sister. His hind legs just missed the top, and he clung to the two-leg fence by his front paws for a moment, before digging his hind claws deep into the white wood, hauling himself to safety. He peered down, noticing he'd left deep scratches in the wood. The Two-legs aren't gonna like that.
Turning to look out at Two-leg place, Baywishs jaw dropped in awe. It was larger than he'd ever could have imagined. It seemed to go on forever. Rows upon rows of two-leg dens and gardens, with countless small thunderpaths winding through them, with a large one just beyond this set of dens. Multiple monsters thundered across it, tiny looking at this distance.
"Wow, this place is huge! How are we ever gonna find our way around here?" Baywish turned to his sister, expecting her to be the leader on this adventure. He didn't even know where to begin!

Drizzleface | 32 Moons | She-cat | Medicine Cat | Location: Med Den | Mentions: Kestrelpaw, Wolfbreeze

Drizzleface jumped slightly as Kestrelpaw popped his head into the medicine den. Her heart beat sped up for a moment, but quickly returned to its normal pace, when she realized nothing was wrong. "No Dear, I have this covered. But yes, the rest of Wolfbreezes patrol are on their way. They had a run in with some foxes, so I'll be needing your help soon." She paused, for a moment, thinking of all the possible herbs they would need to treat all the warriors injuries. Probably just Oak leaf and Goldenrod.
"Kestrelpaw, could you grab as much Dried Oak leaf and Marigold that we have? To prepare for the warriors arrival. Oh, and cobweb too please! And if you see any of the other apprentices around out in camp, grab them too. We need all the paws we can get." She had no idea how many warriors were on the patrol, but regardless, the more help the better.

Meadowstar | 40 Moons | She-cat | Leader | Location: Moor | Mentions: Cinderpaw, Pebbleleap

Only once she had made sure her whole patrol was in good enough shape to make the trip back to camp, did Meadowstar rise to her paws. She slowly padded after the rest of the group, walking with a slight limp. She must have torn a claw in the midst of the battle, and had only now just realized. The hole her missing claw left stung, and her paw ached, but compared to the other injuries she and her clanmates had received from the foxes, she felt silly letting a tiny little injury like this bother her. Doing her best to hide the limp, she followed the other warriors off the moor, into the safety of the forest. She gave a quick glance back to the moor, appalled by the damage the battle had done to the beautiful landscape. Her green eyes scanned over the moor, with its tall grass and heather stalks trampled, blood splattered everywhere, and clumps of fur drifting around in the wind, or clinging to the plants that remained unscathed. The clearing reeked of fear, blood, and fox. With a sigh, she turned back to the forest.
Sticking to the back of the group, Meadowstar wanted to be sure that no warrior fell behind. And if they did, she'd be there to help them. She eagerly wanted to check on her apprentice, but from what she could see, the young tabby was OK. She was stuck to Pebbleleaps side, making sure the she-cat had support on her injured side if needed. Pride swelled in Meadowstars heart at Cinderpaws kindness, and how much she thought of others. She'll make such a good warrior one day.

Baywish | 18 Moons | Tom | Warrior | Location: Two-leg place | Mentions: Minkleap

Nodding his head, Baywish followed Minkleap across the Two-leg fence. He wasn't use to walking across such thin surfaces, so he pretty much wobbled his way across, tail stuck out straight, to keep his balance as best he could. He puffed out a sigh of relief as his sister dropped to the ground, once they'd neared the end of the fence. The mottled grey warrior hopped down after the color-point she-cat, gazing around at the Two-leg garden they'd entered. He kept his eyes open for kittypets, but he saw no signs of any, and when he lifted his nose to scent the air, all he could pick up was the strong scents of the colorful flowers that lined the sides of the two-leg den.
More cautiously than Minkleap, Baywish slowly approached the sleeping monster, keeping low to the ground. He hadn't ever had much contact with monsters, and he had no idea what to expect. What if it woke up? They'd have no chance against the stinking creature. But, Baywish had never seen one awake without a Two-leg before. Perhaps they only awoke when the Two-legs needed them?
Eventually creeping up to the side of the silver colored monster, Baywish gave it a curious sniff. It didn't seem to smell as bad as the ones that traveled across the thunderpaths.
Baywish wasn't sure about Minkleaps question. Would it wake up? Baywish doubted it, but he still couldn't fully shake off the natural fear he held for the monsters. But he would not let his sister be the only brave one. "Lets find out." He gave Minkleap an equally mischievous smirk. As quick as a snake, Baywish held out a paw and gave the monster a firm poke, dashing away just as quickly. Nothing happened, and he poked the monsters cold, smooth pelt again. Nothing. "I guess it won't." Relieved, Baywish let out an inward sigh. There was no way we could have fought that!