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If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Apr 11, 2021 7:15:36 GMT -5
Littlestar walked into the treatment den, in search of herbs to help the wounded. He had already been in the High Priestess den and there was nothing there but shriveled up and useless herbs that were going to have to be thrown out later on. How had Bloodystar allowed their herb storage to fall into such a state? She had always been meticulous with keeping up with it, and she knew that Bloody had the skills and knowledge to do so as well. She was disappointed at what she found here as well, with only the bare minimum in stock. She scrunched her nose in disgust, she had known things were bad but not this bad. With all the injured cats that would be flooding in soon, she wasn't sure that she was going to have the tools to treat them all. She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breathe before turning to her mate. He wasn't as used to healing as she was, but would know what she needed
"I need you to go out and get some basic supplies as quickly as you can. Wet moss to help clean wounds, leave or cobwebs to wrap them in, poppy seeds, and if possible herbs to treat burns and breathing issues" she suspected that most of the cats would need treatment for burns, wounds, or smoke inhalation "Start with the wet moss, because that can be done in camp, then start on the others" the silver she-cat had yet to even treat herself, blood from Bloodystar's claws still trickling down the sides of face, her ribs bruised and battered "Vixenkismet can help as well... She knows the territory better than anyone" HoneystormJetclaw ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Brightdawn groaned as she was carried into treatment den. All four of her paws and her belly were raw and blistered from the scalding water as she tried her best to stay awake through the pain of the injuries and being carried back to camp. Her whole body was shaking, as she was carefully settled into one of the nests. He injuries were definitely life threatening though Littlestar didn't come right out and say it. Littlestar gently maneuvered the she-cat legs into the air, turning her to where her injured belly wasn't against the moss to give her a bit more comfort. She turned to that cat who had brought her in, which she could only assume was her mate by the look on his face "Go and get some water for her, I can treat the burns once they return with more supplies. Right now her biggest danger is dehydration" she leaned down to get a closer look at the wounds, these burns were to severe to wrap at the current moment, and the she-cat was going to need something for pain and to prevent infection. She looked through the herb storage, finding a few scattered poppy seeds. She was going to have to be conservative with them, but this cat was one of the ones that needed something for pain. Moving to the she-cat's side, she gently slid two of the seeds into her mouth, massing Brightdawn's throat until she swallowed. Flurryofstars
[Also note the water that runs through camp is contaminated by ash right now, so they will have to venture out further to get water. It will take a few days to dissipate]
We need an authority figure... heck I am an authority figure // Springclan Deputy
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Post by Nova on Apr 11, 2021 9:53:00 GMT -5
Paintedcanyon had refused to go to the treatment den. He could handle his own ailments on his own, he’s been doing it all his life. Having a thick coat in Sunclan was practically a death sentence, but he knew his limits. The only problem was that he had never prepared himself for an actual volcano eruption. Paintedcanyon had never experienced heat like that before ever in his life. It was scalding, suffocating. Still he struggled to find another escape route since the bridge had been blocked by Bloodycrow’s guards. The dark ginger tom had found one... but it was hopeless after seeing what it had done to Pixiepaw’s feet. He wasn’t even sure if she survived... he had lost consciousness soon after. He wasn’t even sure who found them, or how he had gotten to the treatment den.
When was the last time he felt like this? It had to be the first time out as an apprentice... he had worked himself too hard with his mentor during the blazing heat and suffered from a heat stroke. Thankfully it had only been a mild case. He had never caught himself like this... he could feel himself beginning to foam at the mouth, his throat dry and burning from all the ash and smoke. He wasn’t sure who it was dragging him forward, but something screamed at him to free himself from their grasp quickly. Paintedcanyon let out a low growl, raspy and weak, as he started thrashing. The motions were weak, slowly gaining strength as his body began convulsing. Let go...! Let go now...!. The long furred tom tried to speak but it felt as though his jaw were locked as he began to seize.
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Apr 17, 2021 20:25:55 GMT -5
Littlestar stopped what she was doing to go to Paintedcanyon's side, pushing him into a recovery position to keep him from choking as he went into seizures. She looked at his thick pelt, parting it to see the burns underneathe then pressed her nose to his ear. He was was burning up. "heat stroke, we need to get his temperature down, and now before it causes brain damage. We need water soaked moss" she ordered, but he wouldn't be able to wait that long. His fur was trapping the heat in and literally killing him. Without giving it a second thought, she lifted his long fur up into the air and began to cut it away with her claws. Nova
Post by Flurryofstars on Apr 17, 2021 21:09:28 GMT -5
Tawnyowl stared down at Brightdawn's trembling form through watery eyes. His chest was heaving from the combination of ash in his throat and the exertion of carrying her, but he couldn't feel it. All that mattered at the moment, was his mate. Not him. "Okay," he replied to Littlestar, but he lingered for a moment. He worried that if he looked away from her, he'd lose her forever for even though his leader hadn't said it, he feared Brightdawn's survival was uncertain. Clenching his teeth, he finally turned away from them and stalked off towards their camp's water source. A mere glance told him it was far too contaminated to drink though.
He pawed the earth in frustration and looked around. He wasn't sure how far the ash ran through their territory, and he knew he wasn't going to be able to carry much water in one trip. If he had to travel far, then his best bet was to take a cat or two for assistance. Maybe one of the cats that helped carry Brightdawn with him was still around? But really, any cat would do. He gave the camp a quick scan before approaching someone who looked healthy enough to help out. "Sorry. My mate's being treated right now, and she needs water or-" the words caught in his throat and he took a second to collect himself. "Could you help me? The water here's filled with ash and I could use an extra paw."
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Apr 25, 2021 17:01:59 GMT -5
Lastingpaw looked afraid, his small boy trembling as Tawneyowl approached. He hadn't been physically hurt during the whole ordeal, other than breathing in the smoke and ash that everyone there had been exposed to. He nodded his head "Whatever I can do to help" he replied sheepishly NovaFlurryofstars
We need an authority figure... heck I am an authority figure // Springclan Deputy
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Post by Nova on May 1, 2021 11:43:03 GMT -5
Paintedcanyon could feel his muscles spasming, his claws digging into the earth as his joints locked up. He was barely aware of anything around him. Not even the feeling of Littlestar cutting through his thick pelt. How much longer would this last? How much longer did the last one last? A minute? Five minutes? It felt like forever before his convulsions began to slow until the only movement he had was the occasional twitch of a muscle. Paintedcanyon was left panting, his tongue lolling out of his mouth, and the fur surrounding his muzzle coated in spittle. His hazel gaze was clouded over. The tom's mind was blank. For a moment he was unaware of his surroundings. He had a vague idea of where he was, but he couldn't recognize a single thing. racer
If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on May 1, 2021 15:21:33 GMT -5
She tore away the fur on his ears, underbelly, and paws first. This would allow the heat to escape quickly, before working on the rest of him. With such limited supplies and no water, it was all that she could do to get him temperature lowered. As the seizures began to fade she went into the far recesses of the den pulling out cool stones that she placed against his skin. Anything to bring his body temperature down to safer level to avoid any brain damage. By the time to stones were placed she was out of breath NovaJetclawHoneystorm
