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Private Backwritten Medicine Cat's Den Everybody's tired of someone, our eyes wander for help 🌾 Dimmingsun

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This thread takes place in the Medicine Cat Den.
Merrystalk

Merrystalk Merrystalk

And you'll say get up, get out of this town.
And you'll say get up, get out of this town.
WindClan
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WindClan Gale Guard WindClan Founder 1k WindClan Gold Star Poster Stars Align Champion
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Merry
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Pheo

Assured there was none else he was needed for, the tortoiseshell politely excused himself from the rabble; the rest of the council were more than capable of handling everything for however long Dimmingsun needed to pull him aside for. Merrystalk hesitated, for just a moment, stood outside the den, it was still decently intact, albeit flushed of anything useful herbwise. It wasn't like he had stopped to talk with Dimming alone for... A while now. It wasn't anything against him, but the nauseating sensation writhing down his back at the idea of the spirit there watching him? Starclan, it made him sick.

But, inspte that, Merry pressed ahead. The medicine cat just wanted to check if he was doing okay; that was all. He didn't need to think too far into it. Settling his breath, the tom padded into the den, giving the larger tom a small smile as he approached. "Glad to see the den's fairin' well." He hummed, softly, settling on his haunches as his gaze flickered about the place.

The water had receded, but it didn't settle the quiet fear of the thing collapsing in... The gale guard swallowed hard, instead focusing back on the medicine cat. "Well, what was it ya' needed to check? Thought I was recoverin' okay after everythin', I ain't hackin' up my lungs like I had been." Merry chuckled dryly, though he still sat rather unsettled, paws shuffling beneath him. It was no fault of Dimming that he was unsettled; it wasn't an easy thing to think about, but of all the cats in the territories to talk about it with, he was glad it was with someone he could consider a friend.


Paging Dr Dimming @DIMMINGSUN

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MERRYSTALK He/Him, Windclan Gale Guard, 32 moons.
A lithe, tortoiseshell cat with green eyes and pelt speckled with rye grass.
mentored by none // mentoring Talonpaw
sibling to Goldenroar and Sunnyspring
NPC x NPC / parent to no one / mated to Harefoot
"SPEECH" // "THOUGHTS" // ATTEMPTED ACTION
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
 
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