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"Oh yeah that's a pretty nasty wound, here take this.." Oathseeker, the medicine cat, gently pushed over a large bundle of herbs that would most certainly be considered an overdose regardless of what plant it is towards poor Bluebark who had gotten himself in to a big fight yesterday with a disgusting intruder – a fox. Luckily, he took the win with the support of his clanmates, but he also made himself the main sacrifice, leaving him to be the only one with a lesion. He lay atop of one of the nests with his legs stretched out, allowing who should be the most trustworthy and well respected cat to inspect his injury. "That'll... that'll help you." The black furred feline mewed lazily.
Bluebark seemed mildly skeptical of the treatment he was given, although it didn't seem like Oathseeker had took notice of his suspicions. "I have a gash," he explained, "how will eating that do anything to make me recover?" Oathseeker pretended to be lost in thought for a couple of moments, even though one could be sure that their head is emptier than an abandoned twoleg den. "You'll feel better.." They gave a vague answer.
They once again batted the extravagant amount of herbs over to Bluebark, inching them closer to his head, pursuing him to have at least a nibble. Bluebark gave an incredibly reluctant lick, as if checking he weren't being given poison and whatnot. Then, he swiped his tongue across the herb's surface again, and again, and again. He found himself weirdly entranced by it. He fixated his gaze on Oathseeker, who looked down upon him, before taking a big, hesitant bite. His eyes sparkled and his pupils enlarged; Starclan knows what he has just received as a way to aid him, 'cause all he knew is he was getting addicted to this substance.
He found himself practically gorging on the herbs, and before he knew it, he had finished. "Yeah nice job.." Oathseeker yawned, their mews drowsy. Bluebark felt very VERY energetic despite his wound; he felt like prancing around like a kittypet at this point. Oathseeker recognized his behaviour and purred in delight. "Great, you're better now..." Their eyelids felt heavy.
Bluebark prodded & kneaded the air like a maniac, he'd be jumping around the den if his leg wasn't scathed. Even in his hyperactive state however, he could catch sight of Oathseeker carrying something in their jaws, before dropping it on the ground. It was the same herb they'd given Bluebark to aid him. They gnawed at the plant as well, their own eyes twinkling as they did so. Bluebark, without even thinking, indulged alongside them. Oathseeker hissed as they swiped the herbs over to their side. Bluebark hissed back, swiping the herbs over to his side.
They were now both growling at each other, their hackles & tail raised, threatening a battle to one another. Bluebark was completely unaware of the total disadvantage he had against Oathseeker; not only from the fox's deeds but from the dosage of herbs he had recieved. Oathseeker had only taken a minimal amount, though they would've taken more if Bluebark didn't intervene.
Suddenly; Oathseeker lunged themselves towards Bluebark, rolling them over. Bluebark relentlessly kicked their back legs in an attempt to toss them off, but their efforts were effeminate, as they kept a good grasp on him. He screeched as they bit in to his throat, causing him to involuntarily scratch their eye. His claws dragged across their face as if they were scraping a chalkboard prolongingly. Oathseeker squealed and fell back, covering their bleeding gash with one of their paws. They hissed incoherent phrases directed at Bluebark, who had a smug glance in his eyes, as he tauntingly munched on the herbs whilst directly staring at them. A growl could be heard forming in the back of their throat.
"Wah-waha-what's wrooong???" Bluebark stammered, his voice teasing them. "Waaant someeee???" His words were stretched out, either purposefully to annoy Oathseeker, or because of their current form.
But as Bluebark was relishing in their victory, he abruptly began feeling sick to his stomach; his body trembling and feeling rather unsteady on his front paws. Oathseeker's eyes widened. "Uh oh. You had toooo much..." They warned. Too much? Bluebark was gradually beginning to regain his senses; OATHSEEKER GAVE HIM CATNIP AS A WAY TO TREAT HIS INJURIES?! He was about to mew in protest before he felt an ache in his tummy– and he vomitted before swiftly passing out on the ground.
He awoke in front of the leader's rock, laying beside Oathseeker. His vision was blurry and he could feel a sharp pain in the scruff of his neck; as if cats fought over who will get to drag him over here. He also felt something like cobwebs placed upon his flank, perhaps his wound was finally taken care of. He blinked a few times in order to help clear his view, before setting his gaze upon his leader, Homostar. Her gaze pierced through Bluebark's body like a tooth, it was clear she was dissatisfied with whatever happened.
"Oathseeker, Bluebark." She sighed, as if she was embarrassed to even mention what the two did. "In the name of Starclan..." She took multiple pauses, probably mentally preparing for her next words. "You're exiled for catnip abuse.." She cried out, her ears drooping. Bluebark's eyes widened, he was very much about to mew in protest, but he could feel warriors from the clan nagging him to the exit along with Oathseeker, who bit in to his ear instead of his scruff and started pulling him out of the camp. Bluebark didn't even resist and simply let his body go limp as a way to prove to everyone he gives up.
"We want you two gone by next day's morning." Homostar hissed, before leading her warrior's back in to the camp.
Bluebark seemed defeated as he stared patronizingly at Oathseeker, telling them without words that it's all their fault. However, they did not look like they gave a rabbit's droppings. "So like... you wannaa..." They purred, their words trailing off as if unsure of what to say next. "Wannaaa... like, live.. together... and eat catnip..?" They suggested. This request was most certainly absurd, and Bluebark would've denied, but why should he now? They were both exiled, free, no more tasks...
He may as well continue to live his cat life with this mouse-brained pansy. "I guess." He shrugged. "Twoleg...place?" They tipped their head questioningly. Bluebark thought for a moment before giving a nod as his response. Oathseeker smiled, their tail swishing back and forth excitedly. "Great..! We'll be the best in the forest.." Their words were fantastical, as if a little kit was speaking. Bluebark smiled back, feeling warmth in his heart oddly enough. Oathseeker nuzzled gently against Bluebark, before beginning their trek to their desired destination. Bluebark followed along, limping.
Even though he would've preferred to stay in his clan, he did not feel a drop of regret for what occurred, and he could tell Oathseeker didn't either. They trotted in sync, both purring words of affection and wonder to one another.
"You're the best catnip buddy I could'a asked for.." Oathseeker mewed lovingly, intertwining their tail with Bluebark's, forming a heart shape. "I... you too." He was a bit taken aback by the compliment, but who cares. This may as well be what he truly needed all along, but never knew he did. "We will make Catnipclan together..." Yeah sure, Oathseeker, whatever you say...