tall grass licks at her ankles, and the pollen tickles her nose. swallowpaw traveled through windclan territory before it was even called that, to converse with starclan at the moonstone. she couldn't imagine living in such a wide, open space— fully exposed to the elements and predators, with only thin strands of grass to protect you. the trees in skyclan's territory may not be clustered together, but there is room to hide if you climb fast enough.
eventually, the duo flag down a passing windclan patrol, and meet with the respective healer. "it's nice to meet you, gladebloom... i'm swallowpaw of skyclan, and this is rowanpaw of thunderclan." she gestures shyly to the russet-furred molly next to her. "we have something to ask of you, if that's alright, please, hear us out. the position we carry in our clans is, unique, and... and special... healing our clanmates and communicating with starclan should be treated as scared. it's also difficult, as you can imagine." the fox and hawk attack are two instances where swallowpaw learned a heavy chunk of her skills. without it, she's not sure she could've continued on without tigerfoot. funny how that works.
"rowanpaw and i believe that the medicine cats should help each other whenever possible... with knowledge, herbs, whatever... our plan is to meet every half-moon by the moonstone." swallowpaw shuffles her paws. "we can communicate with starclan there. skyclan has had generations of medicine cats, while yours have not so i am... willing... to-to help. with that."
swallowpaw looks gladebloom in the eyes, searching her expression. "it is up to you, of course... but... consider, please."
// this takes place on the fourtrees border
@rowanpaw @Gladebloom & while this hasn't been announced icly, @Meadowpaw
eventually, the duo flag down a passing windclan patrol, and meet with the respective healer. "it's nice to meet you, gladebloom... i'm swallowpaw of skyclan, and this is rowanpaw of thunderclan." she gestures shyly to the russet-furred molly next to her. "we have something to ask of you, if that's alright, please, hear us out. the position we carry in our clans is, unique, and... and special... healing our clanmates and communicating with starclan should be treated as scared. it's also difficult, as you can imagine." the fox and hawk attack are two instances where swallowpaw learned a heavy chunk of her skills. without it, she's not sure she could've continued on without tigerfoot. funny how that works.
"rowanpaw and i believe that the medicine cats should help each other whenever possible... with knowledge, herbs, whatever... our plan is to meet every half-moon by the moonstone." swallowpaw shuffles her paws. "we can communicate with starclan there. skyclan has had generations of medicine cats, while yours have not so i am... willing... to-to help. with that."
swallowpaw looks gladebloom in the eyes, searching her expression. "it is up to you, of course... but... consider, please."
// this takes place on the fourtrees border
@rowanpaw @Gladebloom & while this hasn't been announced icly, @Meadowpaw
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