Seeking a Little Advice [Closed]

His paws carried him downstream, a sharp pain in his side with every step. It was the very reason he was heading this way. At the intersection of the two territories, he stopped. Rippedsky had been hurting since the confrontation with the badger. Mintpaw, despite all of her efforts, had never dealt with something like this before. So, he had taken poppy seeds from her gratefully. That only dulled the pain for short periods of time, he needed more than that. Given they had recently helped Riverclan with herbs, he figured there would be no harm in asking Goldeneye and Cloudstone for some assistance. After letting Crowstar know of his short mission and organizing patrols, the Skyclan warrior had set out.

He settled down near the border, not wanting to cross into their territory and still respect the other clan despite the allegiance. His bright blue eyes scanned the banks hoping that someone would wander by shortly and lead him to the medicine cats. After a short while, the tom was shocked to see exactly who he was hoping for. Rippedsky called out hoping to catch the she-cat's attention, "Goldeneye!"

Goldeneye fluffed up and seemed to jump just as high as the Skyclan cat that spooked her, ever since the scarring experience by the gorge, she was much more cautious. Goldeneye was surprised to see the Skyclan deputy, shaking her head and desperately trying to push the white noise of voices to the back of her mind, she approached cautiously. "What is it Rippedsky? Is there something wrong?" Goldeneye asked worriedly, padding over with a haste, but yet she kept her space. The tom contributed to her herb storage, that much was true, they were also allied, but with the rush of the river reminding her of the gorge she couldn't help her paranoia.

After watching the she-cat spaz, unintentionally scared by his presence, the deputy sat back on his haunches and tried to make himself look relaxed. He had merely come to ask for a bit of help. As she padded towards him, the tip of his tail twitched slightly, "I need some... advice. Mintpaw, she is very skilled, but also untrained and young." Rippedsky flicked an ear. It was strange to speak of his adoptive daughter's skill and he felt bad having to ask for more help, but after a while of feeling the awful pain in his side, something needed to be done. As he shifted his paws, the black and white tom winched slightly.

"I fought a badger a few sunsets ago, and it threw me up against a tree. There was a cracking sound and since then, terrible pain." He nodded to his side where the impact was still being felt. That awful creature had thankfully died under his claws and wouldn't be harming any more of the clan. Its pelt was incredibly warm as well, which helped for a cat with a short coat. As much that had been a stressful moment, and he had wanted to box Sedgepaw over the head for getting them into that mess, he was glad to have been able to handle the problem. His blue eyes met the medicine cat's as he awaited something from her.

"Right." Goldeneye meowed, her paws resting on the bank, crouching down the she-cat wiggled her hips and jumped over almost effortlessly despite nearly colliding with the deputy. Sitting down by his side, she wasted no time in gliding her paws against his ribs, feeling the normal bumps and ridges of his bones. Until she felt an abnormality. Rubbing the same spot on her own ribs she made sure what she was feeling was correct. Once she was sure, she nodded and pressed it, paying special attention to any give.

Goldeneye looked at the tom. "Did Mintpaw not set your rib? It's a fracture and very bruised but it just needs some time and lots of support. You also need rest Rippedsky, ribs are very difficult to treat when the patient is making a mess of things by moving around." The she-cat spat, her ears pressing against her head. "Did Mintpaw tell you to rest?" She asked, ready to chew out the apprentice or put her under her wing so she wouldn't have to treat her mistakes. Goldeneye was contemplating basically cat-napping the deputy and guaranteeing the tom in her den, since Riverclan was much closer than Skyclan.

The deputy clenched his teeth as her paw ran over his injury. It was certainly still very tender. He let out a slow release of breath as he tried to ignore the continuous fire in his side. His blue eyes bore into her as she spoke. All these medicinal terms he did not know threw him off a bit. The life of a medicine cat was one he had never thought of pursuing nor learned much about. But, Goldeneye seemed to know what he was talking about so he merely nodded along. A fracture in the rib didn't sound good, though. That much he knew wasn't good. Although, as he had come here for, he hoped the she-cat would be able to assist in mending it.

At the mention of rest, he managed to grin a bit sheepishly, "She... did. There's just so much to be done Mistpaw. And you know its leafbare and with everything happening in the forest we want to be prepared. Thunderclan patrols have attacked a number of occasions now. Not on Blizzardstar's orders but..." He paused briefly, realizing how much he was going to ramble on if he did not stop himself. Finally, he sighed, "There is a lot going on right now, Goldeneye. I'm sure Riverclan knows that more than anyone right now." Their clan was in the middle of all the issues happening in the forest right now. Skyclan hadn't been at the heart of any of it, but with the threat of possible war looming over their heads, it was necessary to be careful and prepared.