August Medicine Cat Meeting 2022

Once again, Dovesight was first to the meeting, too anxious about being late to wait any longer to leave her camp. But today, there was a difference in her patrol. She had her niece with her this time, a newly named medicine cat apprentice.

She was nowhere near as nervous as she was on her first trip to the meeting. The medicine cats were no longer strangers, and she was actually looking forward to seeing Eggdrop. Standing at the entrance to mother mouth, she smiled down at Sandypaw, waiting for the others to arrive.

Batsong was next to arrive, the meeting place so close to Windclan it was a lot shorter commute than alot of the other clans. Spotting that Riverclan had already arrived she smiled and went over to them. She had met Dovesight last meeting and liked her well enough, she wondered who her apprentice with her was. Come to think about it... She really should start thinking about getting an apprentice of her own now too soon.

H-hi D-..d..dovesight" she greeted with her usual stutter.

glancing over to sandypaw, she gave a shy wave with her tail h-hello, you must be Do-d..doves apprentice. You have a g-great mentor" she purred.

"I'm B-batsong the m-medicine cat of Windclan she introduced to the new riverclan apprentice in training

Dovesight was a lot more chipper this meeting as she greeted Batsong. While a tiredness had begun to set in with the influx of predators meaning more work, she was rather happy to be able to see the other medicine cats.

"Hi, Batsong. This is my apprentice Sandypaw. She's been helping me lots already." Batsong had already introduced herself, so she wasn't going to repeat what was already said, but it felt a little awkward to not speak to her apprentice. Still, she was sure Sandypaw could speak for herself in any case.

"So is everything well in WindClan?"

The fluffy brown tabby left after Fogfeather, trying to steel his nerves. He walked with conviction, a conviction he didn't feel. He would be the face of ShadowClan; what would he say? What could he do? They were absent from the Gathering. Every Clan probably noticed their absence, he knew that much.

This was the least favorite part of the job.

Fuzzybelly didn't want to spill his entire Clan's hardships. He knew the cats in the meeting meant well. But, StarClan forbid, if he spilled every detail about what happened... it could put a target on an already weakened ShadowClan. He had no idea where half of his Clanmates even were, if they were okay. For all he knew, they were in StarClan. And that would be very, very bad for ShadowClan.

He looked up at Silverpelt, spotting Mothermouth about three foxlengths from him. StarClan guide my paws, you always do.

With the quick prayer, the tom took a deep breath, calming himself down. He'd be able to see Fogfeather and the others. They wanted the best for the Clans, right? And he could always help them too, he loved doing that.

Just be yourself. It's going to be okay.

A genuine smile on his face, he turned the corner and approached the other medicine cats.

"Hullo," the ShadowClan medicine cat rumbled, a toothy grin on his face. "Good to see everybody."

He looked around. Fawnshine, Dovesight, Batsong, and Fogfeather were all already here. There was a young cat tied under Dovesight's paws, which he gave a quick nod to.

"Hullo, I'm Fuzzybelly. I'm from ShadowClan. Good to meet you!"

The broad brown tabby tom sat down. Dovesight taking an apprentice surprised him; he remembered when she was just learning the ropes herself. Stars, am I really that old?

He knew that he was the most senior medicine cat other than Fawnshine. She already had a fully named apprentice, SkyClan had the sibling set, and now RiverClan had a medicine cat apprentice too.

When ShadowClan had less to worry about, he'd consider it.

That was why he was here, after all. Hopefully StarClan would show him the way, what to tell Froststar. It was hard not being able to tell his leader anything when they were displaced like they were.

"Pretty night tonight."

Batsong smiled at the shy apprentice sandypaw.  She understoond completely being shy around others.

Dove asked how windclan was.. Things were well enough, although she would share more once Skyclan got their tails over here.

Its alright she meowed quickly.  "d-..dove? if you dont mind my asking h-how did you know you were r-r..ready for an apprentice?  I ask because.. w-well I was thinking about getting one m-maybe soon she meowed

Soon, Thunderclan arrived and Batsong dipped her head in respect to Fawnshine the longest serving current med cat. Greetings she purred back.


Then came the figure she had been wanting to ... talk with... The typical skyclan cat overgrown and big tom.

She squinted up at him flicking her tail side to side.  Greetings Fogfeather she forced herself to say.  As much grieve as skyclan had caused, the meetings between med cats was a time of peace and the med cats were sworn to be neutral as they could be.

"If you could r-remind your warriors not to beat apprentices f-for the fun of it it would be apprecited" she meowed with squinted eyes at the tom.

She left the rest of her thoughts unsaid

Or i will remind them for you.  

The black sleek medicine cat was a healer first but she had much training as a warrior prior to this and if she had been with honeypaw when the windclan apprentice was attacked by the brutish skyclan black cat whose identity was still a mystery... well it would be skyclan whose herbs would have been used that day.  Any cat who dared attack a windclan apprentice while she was around would see just how sharp her fighting skills still were.

" W-we will not dwell on the past.  But lets n-not repeat that. she said unwaivering staring at her much larger co-worker.

She wasnt scared of him and bet herself silently that she could have him pinned in a couple seconds if she needed to.  But there was no need to.


Soon after, Shadowclan arrived.  She glanced at Fuzzybelly with a little nod.  She understood Shadowclan had fallen on hard times.

Fuzzy im glad you could m-make it tonight.  Please... let me k-know if you need any herbs to help g-get you through this time she meowed in offering quietly

Dovesight smiled. "Well for me, I knew I didn't want to take the chance to leave RiverClan without a trained medicine cat again. As for why I chose Sandypaw, well sometimes you just know when it is right. Sandypaw being my apprentice was one of those times."

Her eyes widened as the medicine cat who had always been so sweet suddenly turned menacing, and she couldn't help but back up a bit. She did not know what happened between WindClan and SkyClan, but seeing her companion so angry scared her. She had thought Batsong was a gentle soul, but she looked like she wanted to rip Fogfeather's throat out.

"Um, a-alright, well, uh, why don't we, uh, go inside then? I'm, erm, I'm sure if anyone else is coming they can, uh, catch up or something"

Without waiting for an answer, Dovesight raced inside, nearly bowling over poor Sandypaw in her rush to get away. Her nose was against the moonstone and she was out before any cat even had a chance to say anything to her.

Bumblepaw, as expected, met her there. Although she found his expression was nearly unreadable.

"Rising tides will be the driving force for change around you. Be weary of what that might bring."

The next thing Dovesight knew, she was back on her paws, waiting for Sandypaw to wake so they could return home.

The member 'Karuna' has done the following action : Dice roll

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Poor sandypaw was under doves paws when Dove darted over... Batsong sighed ... too agressive to skyclan? hmm maybe but she just wanted her clan to not have to worry about apprentices being beaten up for little to no cause and she hadnt even done anything to Fog... Dove was just startled probably.

Giving Sandypaw a sympathetic look she shrugged and followed after her colleague into the dark cave that held the moonstone.

Dove was already passed out and Batsong also quickly went over to the stone. Pressing her nose to it she slept quietly as she entered the starry dream

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#2 'Effect Dice' : 2

The fluffy brown tabby turned to Eggdrop, who asked a question about leafbare. “Some herbs can be kept dry, and dry herbs last better through leafbare. Not all of them can be, though.”

Fuzzybelly nodded to Batsong. How sweet of her, to think about ShadowClan. Perhaps it would be okay after all.

What he didn’t expect was Batsong to stare down Fogfeather and say something. Warriors attacking apprentices? Fuzzybelly hadn’t heard anything and he was living in SkyClan currently. He blinked, his eyes wide as he watched the she-cat narrow her gaze at Fogfeather. It didn’t register until now that Batsong was a senior warrior before she took to the medicine den and could probably flip the lot of them like a disgruntled queen gathering her kits before a nap.

Dovesight practically sprinted to the Moonstone. With Cloverheart being her immediate predecessor, it made sense to Fuzzybelly that she would be a little skittish, but wasn’t she a warrior once too? What kind of warrior was Batsong if another warrior was afraid of her like that? Maybe she killed a bear or something. Fuzzybelly’s eyes widened at the thought. Who knew Batsong was a grizzled combatant? The black she-cat seemed nonthreatening enough, but at closer inspection, she did have pronounced muscles. Batsong the bear-killer became a more plausible thought. Fuzzybelly wasn’t sure what to do with that information.

“Well, guess we shouldn’t keep StarClan waiting,” he rumbled, rising to his paws. “It’s okay, Sandypaw, we’re going to the Moonstone now, just follow one of us.”

Fuzzybelly walked inside, his bushy tail tapering behind him. He sighed as he saw Dovesight and Batsong already in slumber. Couldn’t they talk this out? Fuzzybelly wanted to know about Batsong’s feats of heroism or bear-killing or whatever she did to scare Dovesight like that.

StarClan, my Clan always needs your paws. Especially now.

May I do what you need…

With a deep breath, Fuzzybelly pressed his nose to the stone, hoping that StarClan would give him guidance. He get himself fading into slumber as he closed his eyes.