A problem not easily solved (Open)

Burdockroot watched silently from the outside of the patrol. She wasn't scared of Redice, but truth be told she was ShadowClan's only medicine cat and she had to put some sort of layer of protection. The whispers in her head screamed at her but all she could hear was 'I told you, I told you, I told you!' Nightstar hadn't listened to her and had dismissed her and somehow, it was still shoved back onto her shoulders. There was a SkyClan cat laying in her den, and now Nightstar was wounded again when they could have just used a Deathberry. Her cold and expressionless eyes scanned the clearing as it happened, her mismatched daze not blank but guarded. The blood streamed from Nightstar's legs and she sighed, slipping into the swamp to grab some cobwebs. He was calling for her, always calling for her in such a dismissive way as if she was to follow him around doing everything he said, as if she hadn't left to get him cobwebs. She should have left when she was still Frostednight, ignored and unneeded. Shoving forward through the shocked and numbed crowd she said nothing but wrapped half the cobwebs around one leg tightly before the other one. He would need more, but he'd make it back. I don't have any cobwebs back home. That SkyClan cat used them all. Glancing up, she found Harriertalon there. "Harriertalon, I will need more cobwebs. Please look for some on the way home." She would too. It didn't even cross her mind to look at Redice's body.