Border I GOT HEAVEN ʚɞ medicine cats

[SWALLOWPAW]

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

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[rowanpaw]

☆ Rowanpaw shuffles nervously next to Swallowpaw, made deeply uncomfortable by the lack of trees– she's not used to this much open sky. Especially not during the day. She spent most of the sun's hours with her nose in the herb stores, and only looked up at the sky during the night, when the stars would twinkle down at her gently.

She nods along as Swallowpaw speaks, and once she's finished, adds– "we would need Windclan's blessing, too, to pass through your territory to the moonstone. Whatever we see here… we will not share with our clans. It will be a part of our truce, so to speak. We will share only… only what we learn from Starclan, and what we learn of herbs… I… I do not wish to see any cat die. So I want to learn as much as I can." She hesitates for a moment before continuing again. "I wish that we medicine cats could help all cats, not just our own clan. I do not wish… for war, or for bloodshed. But if it must happen… I want to at least be able to stop the blood. No matter who it is that bleeds."

☆ ROWANPAW. 11 moons
mentored by serpentberry,
adopted daughter of serpentberry and thornstar
sister to maplefrost
peaceful powerplay allowed
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[Gladebloom Gladebloom]

Gladebloom had been exploring the moors in search of more herbs with Meadowpaw when two familiar scents that she'd grown to know as ThunderClan and SkyClan tickled her nose. Her azure gaze flicks to the young apprentices as they nervously introduce themselves to their respective clans as she dips her head in greeting before speaking up.

"It's nice to meet you two. This is my apprentice, Meadowpaw."

She felt it was unnecessary to introduce herself because it appeared that they already knew her name and that she was WindClan's medicine cat. Instead, she introduced the young calico who was with her. She naturally smiles at the two apprentices' gestures, words, and more because of their inherent timidity, which would lead any onlooker to assume that Gladebloom would devour them both in a single mistake. They continue to stumble over their words, and Glade simply glances at Meadowpaw before putting a paw up to stop them in their tracks as a serious expression can be found on the moor-dwelling medicine cat's features.

"Stop there. I don't need to hear anything else."

Any rightful medicine cat would easily agree with their demands, and the way they acted made it seem as though there were medicine cats selfish enough to disagree.

"Any rightful medicine cat who wishes for the well-being of their clan is always accepted to the moonstone and to my den if they need to be taught something."

The chocolate tabby would respond as her tail gives a flick before continuing.

"Any medicine cat should wish to save someone—anyone—if it's in their power, which is why we were selected by StarClan. Do not belittle yourselves to appease anyone because anyone with a good heart would agree unconditionally to everything you've said."

Her expression is serious, yet her voice is warm with a hint of sternness for the two medicine cat apprentices to understand her words.

"We will meet every half moon at the moonstone, and I hope you two will have more confidence in yourselves and your position. We carry a heavy weight on our shoulders where you have to have patience and confidence in yourself; otherwise, it may mean a death."