One Paw in StarClan

[Miss Tactical]

The lilac pointed she-cat lay stretched out in the nursery, she didn't leave it often but when she did she was frolicing around with Featherkit doing things she of course wasn't supposed to be doing such as going into Silverfangs den or even Bearstars den when she wasn't around. She had a slight smirk on her face proud of all the trouble making she did without getting caught, or at least the warriors pretended to not notice. Kits were kits after all and sometimes just letting them be carefree created great memories that they never forgot. Spending time with her sister was something Nectarkit would hold dear. She opened one eye then another, and suddenly a sharp pain hit her between the eyes, the she-cat had headaches often, but nothing compared to this. She rolled over letting out a groan getting to her paws. She would just go see Silverfang like she always did.

Nectarkit stood up, but was clearly staggering. One paw haphazardly placed in front of the other, and she gave a slight wobble. She huffed clearly out of breath already. The medicine cats den seemed so far away. She gasped slightly digging her claws in for balance. Her eyes glossed over and she stopped frozen where she was. She stared ahead clearly not 100% in the moment. Why Couldn't she move? Why couldn't she think. There was a loud ringing in her ears, she hadn't even noticed other cats surrounding her. Their voices were muffled what were they saying? She opened her jaw slightly to speak but no words came out her mouth was dry.

The lilac and cream she-cat finally fell. Her eyes closed. What was wrong with her, did she have an illness? Goodness would she even be able to be a warrior? The pain in her head intensified, and her back arched as her body slowly convulsed and shook. Why couldn't she stop it what was happening. Why couldn't she hear, why couldn't she open her eyes?!? Finally her body stopped moving, but her muscles were incredibly sore.Her flank rose and fell softly but her eyes still sealed shut. Little did Nectarkit know, she had a seizure.

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Cherryheart had gone to stretch her legs to enjoy the warmth of the sun, she hadn't gone far but loud yowls from the camp drew her attention. They weren't sounds of excitement but fear and worry. The she-cat and dropped the feathers and flowers she had picked, her kits always enjoyed when she brought back little trinkets for them to play with, and flowers and feathers to line their nests. She ran into camp her eyes wide with horror as she saw her daughter in the camp center, body shaking. She let out a loud yowl before nudging other warriors out of the way hissing as she did so.

The ginger she-cat looked down, her flank was rising and falling, she was alive, that was good. She nosed her daughters body ever so gently, she was cold. She wrapped her body around the kit and laid down beside her. "SOMEONE GET SILVERFANG!" She yowled loudly. There was something wrong with her daughter, she had never seen this before.

[chickenbatnana]

Featherkit strolled around in camp, looking for anything to do. She had already gone into Bearstar's den once, and also the medicine cat den. The latter she was ushered out, though, so she would probably try again soon enough. The kit knew there was only so much she could do before she was an apprentice. She would spend all her precious kit-life wreaking havoc in camp. Maybe, just maybe, she could even sneak out once. Others had told her legendary stories of doing that. Featherkit wanted it very badly. Now that she thought about it... The weather wasn't that bad, and most of the scary warriors were gone! She could try it, but not alone. Quickly, the kit ran to the nursery to gather her siblings. Nectarkit especially, she was fun, even if she did have to go to the medicine cat often. She was less happy about that. Ever since she did sneak into Silverfangs den, it seemed that the medicine cat just stared at her if she did ever tag along on her sister's visit. It freaked her out a little.

''Nectarkit, Nectarkit!'' She called when she had reached the den, not bothering to look at her in her excitement. ''The weather is awesome, and even the warriors are gone! We can try to- Nectarkit? Are you listening?'' Her sister was just standing there. ''Do you have a headache again? Well, we can just go tomorrow too, you don't have to igno- Aah!'' Nectarkit had fallen down. Her body moved in weirdly unnatural manors- Featherkit had no idea what to do! She looked down in pure shock and horror as cats gathered around her, including her mother, who was yowling for Silverfang. Was her sister gonna die?? No, Featherkit didn't want that! They still needed to sneak out of camp! And so much more, too! She couldn't die!

[gingersnapsdacat]

Lilycloud had been quietly napping in the warriors' den, her brown body curled in a loose spiral. However, her pleasant dreams of chasing a bird in a sun-lit meadow were cut short by the desperate cry of the distraught CHerryheart. 
What in StarClan's name is happening, she thought. Wait...Cherryheart...Flamekit!
She rushed over to the ginger-pelted she-cat, expecting to see young flamekit. However, instead of the fuzzy orang body of flamekit, she discovered that cherryheart was curled around a small, lilac colored feline.
Nectarkit!
Lilycloud felt a rush of mixed feelings. On the good side, it was not flamekit that was hurt, but on the horrible side, she could barely see the faint rise and fall of Nectarkit's chest.
"What happened?" She looked around, hoping some cat had an answer. "Featherkit, did you see?"
That's not important! You can ask questions later! A kit might be dying!
So, without waiting for an answer, the blue-eyed feline turned and bolted towards Silverfang's den, desperately hoping that at least her apprentice Morningpaw was there.  
"Silverfang! Morningpaw!" she yowled, "Something has happened to Nectarkit!"
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[silverfang218]

Silverfang responds the moment she hears a cry from Cherryheart; with a flick of an ear, the medicine cat swiftly leaps up from where she had sat crouched in front of a pile of half-sorted herbs. As she reaches the entrance of her den, Silver nearly runs face first into Lilycloud. With a nod meaning I’m coming, the medicine cat brushes by Lily. She doesn’t have to look too hard to figure out where to go. Silver quickly slips through the crowd, most of whom immediately parted for her, until she finds Cherryheart, Featherkit, and Nectarkit. The kit who suffered from frequent headaches, Silverfang realizes. Silver crouches next to the little kit, gesturing with her tail for everyone to quiet down as she murmurs “It’s alright, I’m here” to collapsed kit and terrified mother. As her gaze carefully examines the kit, her blue eyes widen in both surprise and fear... Nectarkit looks… like she’s just had a seizure. Seizures are something that Silverfang is very, very familiar with; they were a common symptom of the outbreak of redcough that swept through the clans not so long ago.

Silverfang gently brushes the kit’s side with a feathery soft paw, but she couldn’t feel the heat of a fever seeping through Nectarkit’s pelt. “Has Nectarkit been coughing that you know of, Cherryheart or Featherkit?” Silver asks quietly, so as not to make even more of a ruckus around the distressed kit (not that there’s much point to trying to keep things calm now). Silver momentarily lifts her head and casts her gaze around the gathered clanmates before quickly returning her full attention to the kit. She doesn’t think it likely that most clanmates would hide a bad cough or a fever from her, not so soon after the deadly outbreak, so she doesn’t even bother to ask if anyone else was coughing or anything. No, she doesn’t actually believe this seizure is related to redcough at all… particularly since Nectar has often complained of headaches.

[Miss Tactical]

Cherryheart let out a sigh of relief as Silverfang came forward. She moved out of the way, but stayed closed enough so her tail could sweep over her daughters flank in a comforting manner. "No Coughing." She mewed softly. In fact none of her kits were sick as far as she knew they were all incredibly healthy including Flamekit whom she had adopted. She gave her daughter a few swift licks hoping she would come too. at least she is breathing....she's alive.... Cherryhearts mouth was incredibly dry, and could hear blood pulsing through her ears. This was something that no mother wanted to think about ever. To see your own kit laying helpless...it pained her.

"Just headaches off and on but...she didn't say anything today in fact, she was playing tag with Flamekit an hour or so ago. She seemed a bit wobbly yesterday but just thought it was her being a kit..." Cherryheart remembered Nectarkit stumbling off and on yesterday but simply blamed it on her being a kit. No one wanted to think there was anything wrong with their kits, she blamed the headaches simply on air quality or increase in temperature, she didn't want to think that there was anything wrong with her daughter.

[chickenbatnana]

Featherkit glanced at the cats around her and her sister for a second, although the small crowd was becoming less as it became clear to the older cats Nectarkit was not dead. When Silverfang noted something about coughing, the slightly rowdy kit couldn't help but interject. ''Nectarkit never coughs! She was choking on the tail of a squirrel once, and even then, no cough! It's not fair, Silverfang! She can't die yet, we haven't even seen the territory! And I wanna catch a bird with her, and a mouse and a vole and even a fish! We have so much stuff still to do, and if Nectarkit dies, I'll have to do it all alone. But that won't even be fun anymore!-'' Featherkit swallowed away a sob in her throat. She really did think her sister was dying and was very distraught by this. She moved over to her and nudged her with her head, all the while very silently repeating something along the lines of 'don't die' to herself, maybe that would make her be alive? The kit wasn't sure how death worked, but she knew it was bad and that she didn't want her nicest sister to die yet!

[silverfang218]

Silverfang nods as both Nectarkit’s relatives confirm her thoughts; the seizure had nothing to do with the recent outbreak, which is a relief but also troubling in a way. If the kit’s constant headaches were any indication, this seizure might not be an isolated incident. No, it’s likely that Nectar will have another seizure at some point, but Silverfang hopes they won’t be common. As Featherkit begs her sister not to die, Silver wraps her tail around the healthy kit, pulling Feather to her side. “Your sister isn’t dying today, little one. Not if I have anything to say about it.” The medicine cat gently nuzzles Feather’s head, trying to reassure the little kit.

Turning her attention to Cherryheart, Silver explains, “I think Nectarkit has had a seizure. I believe she’s passed the danger now, but just to be sure, I wouldn’t move her until she wakes up. As long as the sun stays out, she should be safe and warm right here.” Keeping her tail around Featherkit (assuming Feather is content to stay by Silver’s side), Silverfang sits. The medicine cat shows no indication that she plans to leave until Nectarkit wakes up. To Featherkit, Silver mews, “Now when she wakes up, she probably won’t feel so good. I don’t want her playing rough for a couple days. Can you help me make sure she takes it easy for a while?”

[gingersnapsdacat]

Lilycloud followed a few tail-lengths behind the silver-pelted she-cat, hoping desperately that Silverfang would know what had happened to Nectarkit, who looked as still as ever. And although Lilycloud had the good sense to stay back and out of the way, she longed to be up front beside the others, helping Nectarkit. 
No, she told herself, only Silverfang can help her now. 
So, the brown-furred cat stood with baited breath, awaiting the news. Her heart twisted at the words of Featherkit, who was obviously distraught that her beloved sister was in this condition.
I would be too, if it were Scorpionfang. 
Seeing Featherkit's worry made Lilycloud think about her own sister, and that she needed to catch up with her. But, in the meantime, maybe she could do something for these sisters. 
As soon as Silverfang was done speaking, Lilycloud took a tiny paw step forward.
"Featherkit, since Nectarkit may be staying in the den for a while, perhaps you want to find something nice to decorate your guy's den with?" She offered, hoping that she was not overstepping her boundaries. "Maybe a feather, or a pretty pebble? I could help you, if you want..."

[Miss Tactical]

Cherryheart looked at her kit then back to Silverfang. A Seizure??? She had a serious look portrayed across her face, along with that of worry however for the sake of her kits she remained calm despite the difficulty. A seizure....will she be able to be a warrior I mean...that's all she wants..." She mewed softly. Despite her frequent headaches Nectarkit talked about being an apprentice, and then of course a warrior. It was something that she looked forward too. Perhaps it was just a one time thing. "Perhaps it's just some fluke...maybe stress or maybe she's getting sick with something...should she be in the nursery? Is she contagious? I can stay with her in the medicine cats den, the kits are weaned and eating prey now..." She mewed looking at Silverfang for advice.



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The lilac pointed she-cat began to stir, first one eye blinked, then the other as she began to come to. The small little kit had dreamed about running through the fields catching prey, she had been bigger so she must have been a warrior, she lifted her head but felt extremely fatigued. "mom I had the best dream I caught a rabbit the size of Bearstar." She mewed softly. Her voice cracked as she spoke. "What's wrong....why is everyone here?" She mewed not recalling the events that had just occurred.

[silverfang218]

“Possibly. It’ll all just depend on how often she has these episodes.” Silverfang speaks softly to Cherryheart in response to the questions of Nectarkit’s ability to be a warrior. Silverfang would say that she’s skeptical of Nectar’s ability to be a full warrior, but even Silver herself with her crippled leg had become a warrior so anything is possible. As long as Nectar’s seizures weren’t very often and they weren’t too severe, then it was certainly possible for Nectarkit to become a warrior. “I wouldn’t recommend climbing too many trees.”

As Cherryheart asks if the seizures are contagious and if they should move to the medicine den, Silverfang shakes her head. “It shouldn’t be contagious. She can stay in the nursery, just don’t hesitate to find me if she has another seizure- that goes for you too, Featherkit. If your sister ever looks ill or if she ever just falls asleep like that in the middle of wandering around or playing, you should come get me.” The medicine cat glances at Lilycloud as well; the silver she-cat knows that Lily isn’t responsible for these kits and she’s not quite sure how much time Lily actually spends around them, but Silver’s gaze clearly says that Lilycloud should also search out the medicine cat if she notices anything amiss with the young she-kit.

Nectarkit’s small voice pulls Silverfang’s gaze back to the young kit in front of her. The medicine cat’s face splits in a small smile as Nectar describes her dream, though Silver glances around her as Nectar asks about the crowd around them. The silver she-cat had forgotten about the gathered clanmates and she dismisses them with a wave of her tail before looking back down at little Nectar. “The size of Bearstar, hm? Very impressive, little warrior.” Silverfang purrs, before her voice quiets a bit as she addresses the kit’s episode. Lowering her head to the ground so that she’s at eye level with the kit, Silverfang answers Nectarkit’s question. “You had a really bad headache and fell asleep right in the middle of walking around. You’re okay though, but I want you to take it easy for a few days, and remember that you should always come get me if you have a bad headache- or you should tell your mom or sister to come get me, okay? How do you feel right now, Nectarkit?”

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