.under. the [weather]

[SHADE. :D]

Wovenknot felt Greiverstone pressing hard on her back, and after a series of coughs and retches, a wad of half chewed herbs slid out of her jaws. The grey tabby sank to the ground, shivering. She breathed unevenly, desperate to get her breath back. Exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she cast one eye over Darkmagic and the kit before falling asleep again. After her fit she had no energy left, not even enough to cough or sneeze. She just lay there quietly, her sides rising up and down in a tiny movement as she breathed.

Pearlblade had been sitting outside the nursery, her tail tucked around her paws. The silvery white she-cat had decided to stay on he nursery and help nurse the other kits, though her own had left the nursery now. The queen licked her muzzle thoughtfully, wondering how Frostpaw, Ravenpaw and even her adopted son Shardpaw were doing. She remembered when her first litter, Spectrekit and Chaoskit, had left the nursery. Spectreflame was a warrior now but Choasdance had been killed. The scent of a distressed kit jolted her out of her memories. Getting to her paws, Pearlblade trotted to the medicine den. Her eyes softened when she caught sight of the limp, helpless kit. She padded in and looked at Greiverstone. "I can nurse her, if you like," she offered. "Is she alright?" The kit looked about four moons old; old enough to know her name and where she came from.

[Spice..xx]

Darkmagic swung round when she scented Pearlblade. "Pearlblade! Please will you nurse this kit? I found her abandoned just outside camp and you still have milk dont you? Please?!" Darkmagic asked the silvery white cat, her eyes begging her. Suddenly she remebered the loner. She didnt have time to wait for an answer. "Grieverstone! I found a loner knocked down on the Thunderpath. He looks seriously hurt and Firestar asked me to come and bring you back with me to him. Can you leave your patients?" she asked, looking worridly at Wovenknot and Brokenheart. They both looked ill. Very ill. She glanced over at the kit as she waited for Grieverstones answer.

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[cheshy says grace]

"Well... if Pearlblade and Spindlespider are willing to watch these other cat, yes. And I would be very pleased if you could nurse the small one, Pearlblade," Grieverstone said thankfully. Grieverstone padded over to the half-chewed wad of herbs Wovenknot had spit up. She rolled it with her paws over to a small rounded stump and pushed it up into it. Then she walked over to small pool of water in the back of her den and washed her paws.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

<sub>"Sorry, I'm late, hmm. I had to replace a leg!" Highfrost commented as he bounded in. He spotted Darkmagic and gave a sigh of relief. "I replaced the loner's dislocated leg, but Grieverstone would obviously know better than me the tom's injuries. I'm certainly no medicinecat, hmm," he said to the she-cat. He turned to Grieverstone. "I have that feverfew I said I was going to get. I hope Wovenknot's okay."

He darted over to Wovenknot, dropping the herbs by her side. "I know you might not feel like you're up to eating these, but they'll help," he said, nudging that and a leaf of water to the she-cat. He smiled warmly and backed up to give her some space.</sub>

[cheshy says grace]

"Thank you, Highfrost," Griever stone said warmly. "Well, I must go and tend to the loner," she said and walked over to her shelves. She picked up a large leaf and picked out some herbs. Juniper berries, Paw-paw, marigold, feverfew... Cat mint, poppy seeds, and cobweb, she figured in her mind. Then she set them all in her leaf and fold it up. She picked up the wad of herbs in her mouth and murmured through the leaf, "Highfrost, would you care to lead me to the loner?"

[SHADE. :D]

Pearlblade nodded. "Certainly, Greiverstone," the queen mewed. She looked at Darkmagic. "I'd never leave a kit in distress," she told the she-cat. The silvery white queen curled her body around the fluffy black kit, her fur pale against the kit's dark coat. She rasped her pink tongue over the kit's pelt, noticing that it didn't appear hungry or maltreated in any way. In fact, it was sleeping. She pressed the kit to her belly, her icy blue eyes troubled. She could tell this kit had been well taken care of before it had been found in MoonClan territory. That must mean... No! What mother in their right mind would deliberately abandon their own kit?

Wovenknot groaned in her sleepm her eyes flickering open as Highfrost stood over her. The grey tabby felt too exhausted to move. She blinked hazily up at the tom, not quite recognizing him through the mist of pain and sickness. She reached out her muzzle tentatively, lapping up some water. She left the herbs, fear showing in her eyes. Soon her head slumped on her paws again.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

^{Highfrost smiled sadly at Wovenknot and patted her head. "Get well soon, my friend," he said and then leapt up to attention. "Certainly, Grieverstone. Darkmagic, hurry! We need to take Grieverstone to that loner!" the wiry-haired tom called. He leapt over Wovenknot and bounded out of the medicine cat's cave, waiting for the two she-cats to follow. His ginger and black body pranced anxiously to lead the way.}

((Abysmal, forgive me -.-;; ))

[Spice..xx]

Darkmagic frowned slightly when Grieverstone asked Highfrost to lead her to the loner. After all she had been the one sent to get Grieverstone. The frown quickly disappeared however when she realised that they were going. She touches her nose to Pearlblades cheek. "Thank you!" she purred. Then she whipped round and leapt to Grieverstones side. "Would you like some help carrying the herbs?" she asked politely, knowing that it might be easier to run faster if the medicine cat had less in her mouth. She waited patiently for an answer even though she was deperate to be off.

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[Wolf]

Spindlespider sat watching Wovenknot with an air of importance, but also worry, around him.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

^{Highfrost looked over at Darkmagic, sensing a bit of misgiving. "You can lead the way if you want. Firestar was the one who sent you. I was actually getting feverfew for Wovenknot," he said quietly as he passed her, shoulders drooped as he sat to wait for Grieverstone. Darkmagic probably didn't like him. It wouldn't be a first. Highfrost shrugged and let out a sigh, ear twitching at an annoying fly.}

[cheshy says grace]

"No I'll have both of you go... I just might need another hand at the herbs and Highfrost knows where most of them grow, so you both come. Here Darkmagic," Grieverstone bent down and picked up half of the herbs in her mouth and set them down in front of Darkmagic. "You carry those," she ordered. Then Grieverstone picked up the other half in her mouth and started trotting off into the forest.

[SHADE. :D]

Pearlblade looked up at Darkmagic. She did not mind mothering another abandoned kit. The silvery white queen purred encouragingly as the kit squirmed and mewed, and rasped her tongue between the kit's ears. Her ocy blue eyes were soft and warm. She had a purpose again. Pearlblade looked up at Spindlespider, sensing his worry. She let out an amised purr. "You really care for her, don't you?" she mewed kindly to the young warrior. "She's a good cat."

[(aurora) of the problematique]

ooc:((Highfrost is gonna post in the forest, announcing that Grieverstone is on the way))

[Spice..xx]

Darkmagic nodded in agreement to Grieverstones words. "No you should come, Grieverstone might need help and i dont no a thing about herbs!" she purred, twitching her tail in amusement. She picked up the herbs that Grieverstone pushed to her and jogged after her quickly. They ran in silence as their mouth were full. Darkmagic hoped that they wernt going to be too late.

ooc: Lion, lets just post in the territory thread rather than here again ok?

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[cheshy says grace]

{{'kay}}

[Wolf]

Spindlespider nodded to Pearlblade. "Yeah...I do." He meowed.

[(aurora) of the problematique]

^{Highfrost looked around, hearing Firestar's yowl. "Grieverstone, Darkmagic, I'm going to see what's going on. I'll relay the message to you when the meeting's over," the wiry-haired tom called, dropping his mouthful of herbs with a courteous nod to Darkmagic. He bounded off to Raven's Ledge, meowing his arrival to Firestar.}

[(aurora) of the problematique]

^{Deciding he couldn't sleep, Highfrost lumbered to the medicine den. "Firestar won't hear otherwise. We're going to war," he grumbled to Pearlblade and the others. "Apparently, she claims EclipseClan attacked them because of a border problem and won't request a meeting with Amethyststar. I'm not accusing her of anything, but I think this was either a set-up or our fault." The tom fumed, grouching mild oaths as he sat by Wovenknot's side.}

[cheshy says grace]

"War..." Grieverstone muttered to herself. Tending to the loner, she picked up some feverfew in her mouth and slowly pushed it down the loner's throat. Rubbing his throat, easing it down. "War means blood, and blood means herbs, and when there is herbs, there's me. We don't need this war, but it's hard to make Firestar change her mind," Grieverstone thought aloud.

[FIREH!!]

FIrestar padded into the Medicine Den. "Who is this kit?" She asked curiously.

[cheshy says grace]

Grieverstone turned to Firestar, "Darkmagic had found it on our territory and brought it here. Pearlblade is suckling it, Firestar," she said tunelessly.