Arriving

[Ragged & Others]

Turf looked around. No one in sight. No one seemed to be miles away. The cool wid brushed upon Turf's fur. The shrt hairs on his back stood up straight. He shivered. Turf was always used being baked in the hot sun all day long, in and out of camp. He wasn't used to the cool shade covering his body, making him cold. He wasn't familar with the big body of waters, all over the land. He sniffed, and the two most awfful smells came over his nose, curving around to cover him from his nose to his tail. The two scents were fear and blood. A battle had just happened here, and Turf could tell that he missed it. He tried to get the smell out of his body, but the smell seemed to just stick to him, not wanting or wishing to leave, and how much Turf tried to force it to. brushed once again. He shivered, and looked around some more.

Turf's paws began to fell pain. Like numbness that he had melted away. He looked down at his skinned like ginger paws. They seemed to turn a different color. It was scarlet red. A deep deep color. His pads had broke, and he was bleeding. Turf shook his head. He then felt pain in his stomach, and bent down to look at it to uncover that it was sliced, and red drips were dripping out of it. The brown colored cat sat down because of his weariness. He shook his head, tryng to get rid of the pain, and the scents but couldn't do it. So he simply decided to lay down for a bit to get used to all of it effecting him so he could feel and smell much much less.

[Frostfur]

(just to tell ya that calicos are always girls)
Streamapaw saw across the wate ra cat lying on it's side breathing heavily, she ran toward him and meowing in worry "are you okay" her voice was calm but sad for the cat, because she was no medicine cat but she knew where poppyseeds were. She rushed towards a pile and grabbed two and ran and meowed "eat these they will ease the pain her eyes looked happier.

[Ragged & Others]

//Sorry//

Poppyseeds won't help... Turf thought planely. He flipped his tail and shook his head, "It's okay, I rather not." He mewed, and looked around. Remembering what Dragon taught him, he tried to stir the white clouds that seemed to swirl in his head, but couldn't remember. He thought, and nothing came to his mind. "Um... What about... I might need cobweb. Make sure to mix it with horsetail, for my stomach wound. Could you do that for me? Please?" He spoke, and looked down at her scarlet colored wound on his stomach, that was open for infection.

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[Frostfur]

streampaw ran and found lots of cobwebs and found some horsetail, she gave it to him and slowly padded the cobwebs into his wound. "It might sting but you'll live" she gave the cat a quick lick on the head and said in a low voice "I have to go back to thunderclan I can't be caught here but I will visit you tonight, so don't worry" she turned back and smiled sweetlyand ran off.

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Turf gave a quick glance of gratitude to her, and found himself well-rested, from the long sit. He got up only to find his body covered with painful cramps, annoying painful cramps. Um... what heals cramps... is it goldenrod? Or... um I think it is goldenrod... mixed with catnip root.Turf thought and then gaped at himself... he had catnip with him. He just need some goldenrod juice. He walked around a little only to find that it was chilly. He looked harder then found new sprouts of tiny flowers, that were the classified as goldenrods. Sighing, but then hurting with then knew sharp pain that stung his lungs like one hundred neetles stabbing him at once. He gasped, and then jumped onto a tree, and climbed it to grabb a leaf. The blood stung his skin as the cold breeze swept across his under belly, stabbing his soars with horrofying (Sp?) pain. Tears brimmed hs eyes, as he finally made it to the first branch, and grabbed a riped, green oak leaf, and jumped down. Pain again shot throug him, and took the goldenrod stems, and chewed them till they were a mush. He then took the catnip he carred in his paws, and pulled the roots off with his teeth while holding the stem in his mouth. He mixed the white flecks in with the mush making it look disgusing, and then swallowed it off the leaf, and made a face for how disgustiing it tasted.

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[Frostfur]

Sunset came soon and streampaw came the the riverclan camp to see the tom eating some goldenrod "I am back I couldn't help to find that I had this pain in my gut to see if..." she trailed off with a gasp "oh my...", she ran toward the tom licking his open wounds "what did you do, did you like climb a tree or something?" she meowd while licking his open wounds over and over again "I am so sorry I wasn't here to help you get you're meds" she mewoed again. Licking and licking she finally stopped and looked at the tom staring at her "come, I can't let you just lay here all night I'll find a spot where I can take care of you properly" she mewed while pushing him with her nose "come on I stay righ here by the entrance nd i'll go get a spot ready for you!" she meowed again licking the closest wound to him.

[Ragged & Others]

Turf felt so pressured from this apprentice. "I'm fine... it's okay. You don't need to wait on me... I'm a medicine cat apprentice, and was soon to graduate and become medicine cat." He mewed. He wasn't trying to brag, it was just the little apprentice seemed to think she was a medicine cat. "But your right, I shouldn't of been climbing that tree. All I needed was a leaf, and I couldn't get one from the ground, it could of got some unlikely germs on it causing me sickness." He nodded to the apprentice, telling her that she was right about it.

A weird feeling came over Turf, and he sniffed the air. Something was coming. Something bad. Oh no... He thought and realized what was coming. A coyote. It easily tracked the blood, and coyotes are also scavenger like animals, so they figure that blood means death, and that means food is served without a fight. He looked around. Many blood stains remainded from the battle, but nothing dead. Turf was the closest thing to dead. He looked like he was in the battle, and couldn't make it with the rest of the cats, so he lay there and would die. He exchanged a glance with Streampaw... they would have to abonond (Sp?) the sight, and fast. He got up, and the mush seemed to work it's magic for he was only feeling the pain in his cuts. "We'ld better get out of here and fast." He whispered in a panicy voice. The vicious like dogs were coming, and they were closer then he exspected.

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[Frostfur]

"I am sorry I was so protective, I didn't mean to... I just thought I could help you" she smiled sweetly while trotting along the side of him *streampaw shut up you'll never get a mate by being over portective* she thought harshly of herself.

"Come" she led the cat to a huge cave covered in ferns and there was the most beautiful site ever. A waterfall trikleing down the caves walls, "this is were I like to stay" she meowed while letting him lay down on a pile of moss, "there you can take care of the rest I shall protect you from the cyotoes if they come" she meowed with some joy but still thought that she will never get a mate like this.

[Ragged & Others]

"No... no! We should go... really. You can tell, there's a pack." Turf had many specks of worry in his amber orbs. He smelled they were getting closer. Coyotes can't climb!!! "I know how to lose them, Streampaw. We have to climb agree." The brown colored apprentice/tom looked at the few gashes that he had. "I'll be okay. Just start climbing!!!" He yyelled, and the coytoes were in sight. Turf nudged Streampelt violently, more agressive then he tried, and then he ran to the tree and jump, his unsheathed claws hit the soft bark atleast 2 rabbit hops up. His shaved like claws dug into the bark, and climbed quickly high, getting to the first branch. His small mucles knotted as he moved his legs up, and when he got to the fifth branch, atleast 21 rabbit hops, he looked down at the silver(??) apprentice. "Hurry!" He finally reached the seventh branch on the red oak, and was atleast 49 rabbit hops from the ground.

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[Frostfur]

Streampaw hurried after him but she was a second late one of the cyotoes grabbed her foot with their teeth, she scermed out of reach, her silver blue fur looked like silk in the dem light, Streampaw ran up the tree, not climb not walk but run. The she-cat sat on a high branch licking her back foot, the blood dripped down leaking onthe branch. "I am really glad that thing didn't shake it's head, cause it would of ripped me limb from limb" she breathed heavily licking the wound. "I am glad you told me what to do either I would be dead" she meowed with happiness that the small tom saved her life.

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"You would of probaly done the same thing if you saw how many there were." He looked at her bad leg. His cut didn't hurt as much because it was not exposed to the wind, or to germs and ifections that could sneak into it. She had her foor practically cut off, and if she didn't stop the bleeding, she could lose a lot of blood. A sound startled him, and as he looked down, the coytoes had lost interest of us, and were licking up the bloody dust. "Disgusting!" Turf declared as he climbed the tree higher, and mewed to Streampaw, "Stay here.". The brown colored cat began shifting his legs slower, looking for any sign of the white silk used to cover a wound. He came up to a high branch, and looked around at the brown, and small twig like branches be revealied to cob web. He moved in on the small branch, moving slowly, his underbelly touched the smooth bark as he scooted out to the thin branch and finally revealed himself to finding much cobweb. He wrapped it all on his frount paw, and began climbing back down, only backwards. A few times he stumbled, as his haunches shifted, but he regained his balance, and contuined climbing to the branch. He finally reached the branch were Streampaw sat and Turf jumped landing on the thick branch with all- fours.

"It may not be perfect, but you can't find horsetail in a tree, it well stop the bleeding." Turf unwrapped the sticky thread like subiestance off his paw and wrapped Streampaws bleeding leg in it. It was a deep wound, but luckily, the animal didn't reach the bone. As he finished up, he looked at the silk, and saw a very rare blood soaking the inside of the web, but it didn't go all the way. The bleeding would stop. Turf was releived. He sighed, "Pretty nasty one you got there, might wanna go straight to your medicine cat when you return home. He looked down. The coytoes seemed to be busy with the blood, but one was gaurding the tree that Streampaw and Turf sat in. It was going to be a while. Hopefully, someone would not coming looking for Streampaw considering that they would get killed by the vicous animals looking for supper.

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[Frostfur]

"Thank you so much" she licked her ear effectionately "I think you're going to be a great medicine cat and when you do, I think I may want to change clans" streampaw joked, "I think if you weren't a medicine cat apprentice I would be really falling for you except I think I have..." she trailed off lookling at the cyotoe that sat at the bottom of the tree, she hissed viciously at it. "I HATE YOU'RE GUTS YOU FILTHEY DOG" streampaw cursed at it for a while but the felt a sudden pain. "AHHH" she yelped "it burnes" she cried.

[Ragged & Others]

Turf's ears began twictching as Streampaw complimented him. Than he about dropped dead at the last thing she said. He was totally surprized, and didn't know what to say. "Um..." He than began licking his paws, his two front paws, the ones that looked shaved. He groomed them throughly before replying, "Well thanks, that's real nice..." He winked, and than looked to the ground, to her ugly, and bleeding paw.

Turf was shocked when she leaned over to yell at the coyotes. He nodded, agreeing with every word the silverish blue apprentice. As he heard the cry she let out of her own wounded back foot... he had never seen anything so bad as it in his career of being a medicine cat apprentice. It was really bad, and the blood was starting to soak the white silk. "We need a distraction." He looked down at the extra horsetail, over looded poppy seeds, and unneeded goldenrod roots.

[Frostfur]

"Wait before we distract the cyotoe I have an Idea!" she meowed looking into his eyes and saw his thoughts like an open book.

She climbed up the tree, feeling the pain in her back left leg, she climbed until she could only see the little tan dot of the cyotoe, sitting she got onto a branch and shook the leaves until the acorns fell and hit the cyotoe onn the head over and over until it got up, it ran off howling for others, streampaw ran over to a little plant growing inside a hole in the tree. she picked up the little flower full of juice and squeezed it into her wound and then she found a couple of cob webs and rapped then around her leg, "aww, that feels better, a little of bluebell and a little of cob webs and you have a nice burn and scartch ointment" her meow sounded better than it used to be. "Thank you turf, I appreciate you helping me!" streampaw meowed and licked his ear in thanks, she climbed the tree down wards and sat on a high branch, she found a huge hole in the tree branch and layed in it and fell asleep for a second to rest.

[Ragged & Others]

The coyotes were getting board. Turf could tell. One left, than two, than all of them in the pack left at the same time. The ragged looking cat looked in the hollow at the apprentice. She was peaceful, but it was now midnight, and her clan would be getting worried. TUrf never would know that feeling since he no longer belonged to a clan, but, maybe he could slip himself into RiverClan. But he didn't know his future at the moment. He just wanted to get rid of the tree that he and Streampaw had climbed for safety, and here was his chance. "Streampaw," HE mewed softly, "Wake up, we're safe." Turf than walked out, and began climbing down the oak with many leg cramps.

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[Frostfur]

Streampaw awoke and climbed the tree after him sleepily, sh eclwed her way to the ground and walked, and meowed to him in a soft tone "You can come and stay in thundercamp until the morning comes" her meow was calm, she walked a little ways ahead of him =, the pain ached in her joints she wanted to collapse on the ground and sleep her troubles away.