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[smear:74ffd2]Echobreeze[/smear:ffffff] ~~~~~~~~~ She'd drifted out of slumber sometime earlier this morning, when Hollowcry had risen from his nest to carry out his warrior duties. Having attended the Gathering the night before, the little warrioress had a bit of a free pass this morning. And of that, she was extremely glad. Echobreeze had settled back down to drift back to sleep, content to ignore the roughness in her throat and the slight pressure in her head. J-Just... Tired.. She'd murmured to herself as the blackness slunk back to claim her once more. A terrible feeling ripped her from her sleep the second time. First, she was hot. Too hot. Everything felt as though it were burning. Part of that must have been the unbearable heat beating down on the world, but she was beyond uncomfortably warm. Her throat felt drier than the marsh in Greenleaf, and as if to agree, the small she-cat's frame was disrupted by an unexpected cough. Which... Was followed by another, until it devolved into an uncertain, rather pathetic coughing fit. Each cough stung her throat, and when the she-cat went to stand in hopes of getting something to drink, her entire body seemed to cry out in complaint. "Echobreeze?" A familiar voice questioned as her mate ducked through the entrance of the warrior's den. Her ears flattened against her head, and she struggled to get the miniature fit under control. "H-Ho-" Another cough. "Hollowcry..?" She rasped, her paws finally succeeding in pushing herself to a stand. He was at her side in a moment, his weight guiding her out of the den. Despite her distraction, the warrioress was aware of their daughter's scent on his pelt. Hollowcry and Cobrapaw must have been out training again. Before she could chastise Cobrapaw for abandoning her mentor like that, she found herself coughing again. "Mother, father..?" Came a familiar voice. Cobrapaw, who'd been headed back into the warrior's den, suddenly changed trajectory towards them. "Go warn the medicine cats." Hollowcry instructed. "Have them prepare their best nest for her." Cobrapaw nodded without hesitation, striding confidently to the medicine cat's den as Hollowcry continued with her at a much slower, more comfortable pace. If she strained her ears, she thought she could make out her eldest daughter's stern voice. "Smokefur, Shadowpaw. Something is wrong with mother. She and father are on their way."

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Shadowpaw
Medicine Cat Apprentice - NightClan - 9 Moons

Shadowpaw wasn't an early riser. He was normally a polite young tom, level-headed and eager to improve in all things he applied himself to. Except when his sleep was disturbed. Only the sickly and only his family could do so without getting a bit of Shadowpaw's uncharacteristic grumpiness. This sphere of immunity extended to Smokefur too, whom he now shared a den with.

His sister's voice - Darkpaw's? No, Cobrapaw's - brought him back to consciousness, and the brown tom had barely rolled out of his nest when those words finally registered. "Smokefur, Shadowpaw. Something is wrong with mother. She and father are on their way."

All drowsiness evaporated like rain in the desert. A tinge of fear-scent mixed in with his bedding, and Shadowpaw quickly went to the entrance, laying eyes on his white-and-brown sibling. "Wrong? What is it?" Is it greencough, like what Cinderstep has? They had heard the senior warrior coughing, and it had gotten so bad so quickly that Redcloud had ordered the aged tom out of the dawn patrol. He had been in their nest for a little while, but refused to rest for any extended period of time.

Shadowpaw thought the warrior was being too prideful, but he knew better than to say so.

"Cobrapaw, can you fetch some water soaked in mos—" Shadowpaw hissed to himself, brown fur fluffing out. If he was going to be a healer, he couldn't get tongue-tied. A second try. "Cobrapaw," he mewed, forcing his tone steady. "Can you fetch some moss soaked in water for me? We'll probably need some."

Anxiously glancing past the apprentice for signs of his parents, he waved his tail gently when he saw Hollowcry helping Echobreeze to Smokefur's den. "This way, mother," he said as kindly and gently as he could. The heat coming off of her scared him, but he managed a smile, escorting her to the first empty nest he could find. Poignant golden eyes naturally found his mentor, and he eagerly looked to the silver tabby for guidance.

What do we do? She seems worse than Cinderstep.

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Hollowcry & Cobrapaw are both sick.

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Smokefur was nothing if not observant, and in their time together it so happened she had in fact observed that Shadowpaw enjoyed his sleep. If disturbed it was clear his mood soured, even if he did his best to spare her his ire. Perhaps as Shadowpaw's mentor Smokefur should have been pushing him outside of his comfort zone, his nest as it were, but Smokefur preferred him in his typical polite mood. As Smokefur saw it a kind cat such as Shadowpaw didn't deserve to have his character built through torment, but rather her high expectations and undivided attention. It didn't seem Starclan was on the same page however as Smokefur returned to camp to see her apprentices mother being lead into their shared den.



Smokefur knew she would have to assess the damage, not to her newest patient, but rather to her apprentice. He had some experience as her apprentice but this was new, and it was quickly delving into territory that could be deemed unfair. Luckily their first patient of the day had caused Nightclans' medicine cat to go out to the wooded marsh in search of chickweed. A poor substitute for catmint but it was plentiful which was necessary. Perhaps Smokefur was jumping to conclusions but past experience had her confidently predicting exactly what ailed Echobreeze.



As the medicine cat hurried over she dodged Cobrapaw who seemed to be on a mission, obviously he was sent on a task by his brother. Upon entering the medicine cat den Smokefur saw that Echobreeze had been assigned her nest and the eyes of her apprentice were instantly affixed to her. The gaze conveyed a sense of helplessness which was Smokefur refused to condone with her apprentice. "What are her symptoms Shadowpaw, and what is your initial diagnosis?"



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[smear:74ffd2]Echobreeze[/smear:ffffff] ~~~~~~~~~ Glassy eyes drifted from her son to her daughter as Shadowpaw turned to speak to Cobrapaw. The warrior apprentice's fierce gaze met Shadowpaw's without a trace of malice, and the red-brown she-cat tipped her white marked chin in acknowledgment. "Of course, Shadowpaw." Cobrapaw spoke more softly that usual, though still far from gentle before casting her calico mother a quick glance. Without another word, the confident she-cat strode out of the medicine cat's den, determination glinting in her gaze. That was Cobrapaw; once she had a tangible goal in mind, there was no stopping the eldest of Echobreeze's kits. A cough rocked her frame again, the calico warrioress' head dropping low to the ground as she struggled through the fit. She felt unsteady on her paws, suddenly leaning very heavily into the comforting fur of her mate. He braced himself, taking what little of her weight there was with ease. His low rumbling voice whispered something to her, but her mind was too exhausted to allow her ears to actually hear what it was he said. Just knowing he was nearby was more than the she-cat could have asked for in the first place. As the fit of coughs came to a close, Echobreeze staggered forward beneath the beckoning of her son. Collapsing into the offered nest, Echobreeze's flank rose and fell too rapidly and too shallowly to be called regular. Her mouth was open in a feeble attempt to draw in more air; her nose simply wasn't doing its job. Her green eyes rolled closed as she sunk into the soft bedding, legs splayed out rather than tucked beneath her because she was too hot. Too hot, but she didn't want to lose contact with Hollowcry. The brown tom stood next to her, his sharp eyes landing on Smokefur as the medicine cat appeared in the den entrance. "I'm staying with her." He said simply, his voice indicating he was not about to take no as an answer.

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Shadowpaw

9 Moons - Tom - Medicine Cat Apprentice - NightClan

"What are her symptoms Shadowpaw, and what is your initial diagnosis?"

Smokefur knew how to push him out of a panicked mindset before it could really set in. He thrived on questions, on finding out answers - especially if it would benefit someone he cared about. Shadowpaw shut his eyes, counting back from ten. What are her symptoms, and what is my initial diagnosis? He could do this. Stepping towards Echobreeze, his eyes were soft with worry, but he did not hesitate to get close to her, nosing her paw-pads to feel the heat pouring out of them.

Her breathing was rough, and he could see from the dryness of Echobreeze's nose that she was congested. If he pressed his ear to her chest, he was confident he would hear the sickness in her chest with each exhale. Shadowpaw's tail quivered, a clear giveaway that he was beginning to realize the frightening weight of his role in the Clan, but he held onto his courage. Hollowcry was watching him. Smokefur wouldn't let his mother die even if he made a mistake. They were healers, and this wasn't a game or a hunting assessment.

This was life and death.

All he had to do was try his best and make sure Echobreeze was comfortable throughout.
"She's burning up, and having trouble breathing normally. Her symptoms are... similar to Cinderstep's, but worse." Lamenting the diagnosis he knew to be true, Shadowpaw gazed at Smokefur, his heart aching. "She has greencough. But we can fix it. We have--" We DON'T have catmint. "We have chickweed. We have enough?"

Where did catmint grow? He had never seen it in NightClan's territory. Shadowpaw's feet itched, threatening to carry him aimlessly in any direction until he found the cure for his mother's sickness. If Smokefur tells me where it is, I'll fetch some immediately. He could take Cobrapaw with him, and Darkpaw.

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