I finally got time for this one! Celebration! This is my only good one that is serious, so I really hope it's at least competent! Enjoyyyy!
Starpaw shot up. "What?" she yowled. "What's happening?"
"Grab poppy seeds and these leaves!" Bluegrass yowled. She pushed a bundle of leaves and some small seed to Starpaw. Starpaw looked at her in confusion, not sure how to do it.
"Just do it! And leave the camp through the exit behind this tree!" Bluegrass yowled in panic.
Starpaw took a bunch of small seeds in her, and a pawful of honey to stick it to the leaves, and then she wrapped it up and shot out of the den. The bitter taste of the leaves was in her mouth, but she didn't care. She slid around the tree and was behind it in a second. She crouched behind it fearfully, shuddering at the thought of injuries and blood. She could hear yowls and barks. Ripping fur. Tearing claws. There was nothing she could do about it.
Suddenly, she heard a triumphant yowl. The sound of Silverpaw cheering. And then a loud screech. Is she hurt? What happened?! Starpaw thought. She couldn't give in to her impulse to jump out there and help. She was a medicine cat. It wasn't her duty. She clung to the ground with her claws unsheathed, swaying.
Suddenly, Moonwater limped behind the tree with her. She was dragging a silver heap of fur.
"Silverpaw! No!" Starpaw yowled, recognizing the body at once. She looked at Moonwater fearfully. "Help her! Please!" she screeched.
"You're the medicine cat," Moonwater reminded gently.
Starpaw panicked immediately. Bluegrass taught me this! What is it, oh, what is it? she thought. There was a deep gash on Silverpaw's side. Blood poured out of it Hmm, what helps with injuries like that? she thought, racking her mind for the correct thing.
Suddenly, Silverpaw let out a whimper and thrashed wildly. "We need a poppy seed," Starpaw muttered, remembering one of the more obvious ones. She took a poppy seed that was covered in honey and put it in her mouth. Her sister relaxed and lay still.
The honey was still on the leaves. She plucked a non-herbal leaf of a nearby bush and scraped the honey and seeds onto it with her claws. Now at least the herbs will work well. This wasn't any gift, just simple common sense. She wasn't a great medicine cat. She stared blankly for a second, watching blood ooze out of the gash. I'll never do it right..
"Wait! We don't have cobwebs!" Starpaw exclaimed, realizing only too late. "We need some!" She looked at Moonwater expectantly. She looked confused, and then realized, turned, and ran off into the forest, her pawsteps echoing through the empty forest.
Now Starpaw regretted sending Moonwater off, because she was alone with nobody but her sleeping-or maybe unconscious-sister. She was terrified. What if it doesn't work? she thought. What if she dies? Starpaw trembled at the thought.
Soon, however, Silverpaw's mentor came bounding back with a scoop of cobwebs. Starpaw applied them by simply soaking up blood on the wound, then securing them onto her sister's side. She learned this when Whitepaw came in with an injured paw, but she didn't treat it, her mentor did.
Next was a small marigold leaf, because they were very short of herbs and that was almost all they had, being on the move all the time. She chewed them up, being careful not to swallow the juice, just like her mentor said, and then seeped it into Silverpaw's wound. Her sister twitched in pain and sleep, and then relaxed.
There was a little bit of shriveled, dry oak leaf, so she applied that too, because Bluegrass said it was always good to prevent infection. But this might spend up all their herbs if everyone was cut so badly.
Suddenly a screech of terror and pain echoed from the clearing, and then a mournful yowl:
"Lightstar is dead!"
Not my best work, but still, it's pretty good. A little short, but the next one might be longer. Byeeee!
-FrostshineOfIceClan
