Hey, that smarts! (c)

It'd been a few days since he'd been bitten on the nose by that mouse during him and Smallbean's hunt, but stars was the wound still tender. He'd of course gone to Batsong to get it patched up when it'd happened, but the fact that it kept hurting made him wonder and worry if it was healing correctly. Hopefully, it wouldn't leave a scar, as the plump tom was particularly fond of his appearance, and wasn't about to let a scratch on his nose mess it all up.

"Batsong," Fuzzface mewed in his usually bland-like tone as he peeked his head into the makeshift medicine cat den. He assumed she had a lot on her mind right now, but hopefully she was around to help him out, seeing as though this was a most pressing matter. 'More so than vines and shadows,' he thought to himself as he glanced around, though took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the dimly lit area and it being almost nightfall outside wasn't helping.

Batsong felt like she was swamped with work. Between training with birchpaw, herb gathering, moonstones, meetings with the other highers in windclan, and the endless stream of her warriors that kept getting hurt and beat up it felt like a never ending job. Oh not to mention go to some moon meeting where starclan tells you some mystery they want you to look into in all your spare time… yeah that mystery starclan thing was at the bottom of a very long todo list that seemed to be growing all the time. The Sun had already sunk but there was still much to be done.

She glanced upwards from her work at the loud sound of heavy pawsteps approached. Fuzz face, good to see you she purred trying to keep optimistic in spite of feeling like the clan was getting kicked around from one incident to the next. Is t-there anything I c-can get you? she asked … a couple moments went by before she realized this was probably about his poor nose that had been bitten by a mouse. (How that had happened she didn’t ask for details but did her best to bite her tongue to keep from laughing on his first visit. Not that she was laughing at him just the situation in general) another random warrior had told her earlier that fuzz should have known that cats were the ones supposed to bite the mice not the other way around.


The dim lighting made it kinda difficult to see but she got up and took a closer look walking over to him. Well fuzzface t-there’s good news she purred with delight and her usual stutter.

Your nose is s-still attached she giggled with a grin. She always had a little hint of mischievous innocent humor to her.

She rummaged around for a bit in her herb store that she was midway through sorting out so there was currently kinda a mess in the med den till she could get things fully reorganized (usually it was very clean but the piling of assignments meant this reorder had to get pushed off till nighttime)

She finally found what she was looking for burdock root she explained holding it near him so he could observe it and smell if he wanted, she was all for warriors getting to know their herbs. This will help with your mouse bite she explained as she took a big bite out of it to chew it into a poultice . She wasn’t eating it, but it was dark enough that fuzz may have thought that. Mhhh tastes kinda… earthy… and s-stringy lots of f-fiber . She explained with her mouth full… oh where were her manors?? Well it was the end of a long week he would understand.

She spat it out now that it was ready the herb taste still all over her mouth hmm not the tastiest but whatever.

Before her patient could protest she got a healthy amount of the goop and smeared it on his nose humming a little to herself a happy little tune while she worked. Now we j-just let that sit on there for a bit and it will s-stop any would be infection she explained with a nod examining her work

Sitting down, Fuzzface listened as Batsong began to explain the situation, and the grey tom let out a sigh of relief. So it was healing fine, thank the stars above. He was glad that she had already seemed to understand what he'd come to her for and was thankful that the soft spoken she-cat was WindClan's medicine cat. Ears perking, he watched as she began to chew up what he assumed was the burdock root she had mentioned. Earthy... maybe someday he'd ask her if he might be able to get a little taste of some of it.

Staying still, he tried his best not to move as she smeared the root goo onto his nose. At first it was only the strong scent that got to him, but after a moment, the sting of the root set in and he reared his head back. "That smarts!" the plump tom hissed, bunching up his face. The following pain only lasted for a few more moments and he tried to relax himself a little, not wanting to have scared Batsong.

Opening his maw to say something more, an itchiness grew in his throat and he quickly closed it in hopes of subduing, though it was too late. Letting out a cough, he began a little bit of a hacking fit. After a moment, he swallowed and it seemed to be okay for now, but he knew with this cold weather his coughing would soon return.

"Could I have some honey? My throat has been a bit dry," Fuzzface asked, meeting the medicine cat's gaze once more.

Batsong wasn't scared at all by him, far from it she was grinning a little happy to have helped her patient with his nose. Getting to help her clanmates was her favorite part of this job and she was glad that she got to do it.


She raised a concerned eyebrow at the start of his coughing though as much as he had tried to hold back on it. She did not want sickness spreading that was the last thing the clan needed in their more vulnerable state right now. She nodded quickly at his request and looked up at her herb shelves. Honey was kept on the top shelf carfully wrapped up in some large leaves.

That top shelf was always such a badger to get to, she was average windclan height but that still meant it was just out of reach for her without having to jump at it... luckily there appeared to be an easier approach yet.
She grinned a little with that classic grin of hers that held a little bit of innocent mischief.
"hmm ... f-f..fuzz? hold still she purred trying not to let out a giggle as she carefully stepped on his back. Being very careful not to hurt him she stood up on her hind legs his extra loaf height allowed her to grab the honey in her jaws with ease now.

She gracefully hopped back down landing before him honey in tow.

She set it down between them to examine their prize. She carefully unwraped it from the storage leafs and broke off a healthy serving for him of the honeycomb.

"t-t...this is the best for c-curing sore throats" she explained to him tail neatly wrapped around her front paws.

She passed it to him and took a little piece for herself.

"and i-its super super tasty. she added on munching on hers.

"hmm at f-first it is just all sw-s..ss-sweet and it is for sure but if you can see beyond that you can get h-hints of floral tastes as w-well. D-do you taste them? They are l-lighter but they are there. This honey actually was f-found near the flower patch of our l-lands. I only g-got stung one time w-when collecting it, not bad at all f-for the reward" she purred licking her lips of the yummy treat.

"r-reminds me of s-spring again" she said dreamily almost with a half sigh. Ugh this winter was getting so old.

she blinked a couple times... she didnt normally talk so much but hanging out with fuzz was fun and he appreciated the finer things in life such as her herbs and munching on different things...

She broke off some more for both of them. She had enough and besides, with everything they had both been through recently, a little late night snack wouldnt hurt. Silver was banished and that was Fuzz's mentor, a little treat for him was the least she could do for him... she wished it could have been more.

She wasnt sure if it was a good idea to ask how he was doing with silver being gone but after all it WAS her job to make sure he was healthy and part of that meant mentally too she supposed.

She shuffled a little on her paws.

"hmm I m-miss s-silver" she whispered quietly. She figured that if she started it might be easier for him to talk about it too. And it was true too, she missed silver alot. They had been pretty good friends, silver had shown her some new fighting moves for self defense and gotten alot of her warrior skills back up to par again and the rust knocked off.

She hoped their friend was okay out there, where ever there was. She wished she could have done more to maybe let her stay, but it wasn't her place to do such things, silver had broken the code and disobeyed orders and it was shrikestars call in the end, not her own.

She found herself munching on some more honey as she thought about these things and passed some more to him as well.

Curious as to what she was grabbing, he didn't particularly mind her using him to reach whatever she needed in the den. She didn't weigh much to begin with, and he held still per her instruction.

Glad that she was willing to let him try new things, he happily took the honey from her paw. It was sticky and stuck to the fur on the sides of his mouth, but it was tasty that was for sure. Listening as she spoke about the odd substance, he continued to smack his lips up and down ever so not gracefully. After a few moments he was able to swallow it, and she was right; his throat didn't feel as scratchy as before.

Nodding along as she continued to speak, he didn't quite have enough time to reply before she brought up Silverwing. Licking his lips, he met her amber gaze. "Yeah, me too," he sighed. She'd been one of the only cat's in the clan who understood him and who he actually considered a friend of his, and then she had to go get herself exiled. What a fool... why couldn't she have just not done that?