Gingerkit's Fever

[-:- Blackie -:-]

Blackdream limped back to the small kit with damp moss clutched between her jaws. "Drink this, little one." The she-cat watched with pity in her soft blue eyes.

[[glad you're back Whitewing ;D]]

[[D]eaddy]

Deadstar sat close to his kit, giving her rough licks every once in awhile. "Everything will be okay, Gingerkit," he mewed softly into her tiny ears. Could she have green cough? He thought grimly, pain shown deep within his eyes.

[[Welcome back Whitewing!]]

[-:- Blackie -:-]

Walking into the back of her den, Blackdream paused in front of a small pile of honeycomb. The trouble it caused me to collect this and I'm basically handing it out to the entire clan. But, I suppose it's my duty to heal the tiniest kit's aliments and mend the toughest cat's spirit. I just wish it was easier sometimes. She thought while she hobbled back to the kit and worried father. "Now Gingerkit, I have to ask you some questions so I can help you get better." Blackdream watched the kit's breathing and her stuggling to answer.

[~*Whitewing*~]

((Thanks))

Gingerkit looked up unsure. "I uh, ok," she swallowed hard. She looked around the den. She had never been inside here before. She smelt all sorts of different types of herbs and medicine. She didn't like the smell much, but she shrugged it off.

[-:- Blackie -:-]

"Have you been coughing much and do you have a sore throat?" Blackdream ran her nose over Gingerkit's body once more, her sensitive nose picked up a tiny bit of sickness that would surely develope more.

[~*Whitewing*~]

"I uh, my throat hurt before, it doesn't hurt that much now," she said, more clear. "I have been coughing, but not as much," she answered. She was up and sitting now, with her bright eyes.

[-:- Blackie -:-]

The medicine cat squinted her eyes, thinking hard about what sickness it is. Gingerkit's eyes were bright and her voice strong, but the sickness still lingered. "Do you feel all right?" The sickness made no sense, but maybe it would become clearer in a while. Blackdream sat down and started grooming her face, delicately swiping her good paw over her ear.

[~*Whitewing*~]

"Well, ya," she said. She stood up now, and stretched. Was it just my dream? she wondered.

[-:- Blackie -:-]

"Okay. I suppose you can go pick out a piece of freshkill, but I'd like you to stay in my den overnight so I can be sure you're fine." Blackdream turned to Deadstar and whispered, "She seems okay, but I just want to see if her fever comes back. Is that alright?"

[~*Whitewing*~]

Gingerkit nodded, "Ok," she padded out of the den to hear them whispering. She grabbed a mouse and lay down, chewing on it happily to get some food in her stomach.

[[D]eaddy]

Deadstar nodded slowly. he was deeply worried for his kit and didn't want anything to happen to her. Especially when she was to become an apprentice in no time. "She will be in your care till we know she is well again, Blackdream." Deadstar knew that Brightkit's apprentice ceremony was way over due. Bowing his head respcetfully to Blackdream he mewed. "If you will excuse me." And padded out of the den.


[[whitewing we'll they'll be apprentices in a few days.. just want to play things out a little bit more with the kits.]]

[~*Whitewing*~]

((Ya we should do it now. Gingerkit's fine, just shaking from the dream, that's all.))

Gingerkit shook herself from the dew. "I'm fine," she said. She had a stubborn look on her face and her small tail was snapped back and forth in annoyance. She was on her feet and waiting.