Pull it together, Tommycat! ✪ Bengt

Dustystar Dustystar

Heir of Grief
WindClan
Leader
102
21
Freshkill
226

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentIt's been a few days since her discussion with her council. Despite her instance that they move forward quickly, Dustystar still waited a bit before approaching Bengt. While its true that they've trusted many vulnerable cats to shelter among their ranks, trusting one to take the role of Healer is an entirely different level of trust. Dustystar has had to work herself up to it.

indentEven now, she pauses at the entrance of the medicine den, watching Bengt work through the mouth of the burrow. He should surely be recovering his strength, but he still hasn't made a move against Windclan. Dustystar supposes her assessment was right - Bengt can't give up this opportunity for safety and healing. She flicks the tip of her tail.

indentWhen she is sure he's not busy with anything too terribly involved, Dustystar moves into the entrance to the den, blocking the sunlight with her body.
"Bengt." She calls to him. "We need to talk. I have a proposition for you." Moving further into the den, she sits, wrapping her tail neatly around her paws. I'm sure you've noticed, but we've got no other healer than Meadowpaw. Our clan is far too large to place the responsibility of it's health on her young shoulders." The fact that they've done so anyways for this long is nothing less than shameful. "I can see you've got no lack of herbal knowledge yourself. If you'd like, you could stay here, using that skill to bolster Windclan. Healing our ill, and training Meadowpaw." There are other responsibilities, as well. Ones that Dustystar is more than happy to put off onto somebody else.

Dustystar - 27 moons - Windclan Leader