These Lazy Days {Open}

[._$p!d3r_.]

Crimsonpaw was a sight for sore eyes. Well if you weren't in a joking mood, for you see, he was lying on his back. With his feet up and his head tilted back looking out the entrance to the apprentices den. He was insnaely bored and was tired of sitting around doing nothing while he waited for his mentor to finally call him for his apprentices duites. So far nothing, he was left to change moss and help the elders...not exactly fun. ANd he was all alone in the den, so, he could be as goofy as he wanted.

It didn't seem like he was moving anytime soon. Actually, the exact opposite, meaning he would be in this position until someone called him for an hunting or border patrol, or some fool came wandering in on his...gymnastic act, either way he didn't care.

[~*Swift*~]

With an amused look, Duststorm watched him. "Bored?" he asked. "Maybe you should go hunting, leaf-bare is coming. Wer'e going to need as much fresh-kill as possible" he meowed, covering all four paws with his tail.

[._$p!d3r_.]

Crimsonpaw barely even looked at Duststorm. It seemed like it would take up a lot of his energy. Letting out a deep sigh, he stretched and yawned.
"Well, if my mentor would come and take me for training, I wouldn't be so bored." Crimsonpaw mumbled under his breath and with what looked like great difficulty, he flipped so he was on his belly, and with a huge groan, stood up on his long furred legs. Where is my mentor anyways.? He hadn't seen him in a while. Shaking his whole body he stretched out once more and then giving his chest a few licks he looked at Duststorm expectantly.
Sure I'll go hunting."

[snowball]

"hi guys." Snowball said wile walking up to them in a slow and week motion.

[~*Swift*~]

Duststorm nodded. "Okay, do you mind if Snowball comes?" he had grown attached to the she-cat. They had fought that dog together, hunted together, they were practicly best friends. His eyes gazed upon Snowball as they widen with fear. "Snowball, did that dog hurt you at all?" he demanded, but not harshly.

[snowball]

"No. It is the bite from the other day." She said starting to limp toward her.

[~*Swift*~]

"Did you see a medicinecat?" he asked, observing the bire carefully. He was no medicinecat, but he could tell if a cut was infected or not.

[snowball]

"No they hate my family because of something my grandfather did." she said looking serious.

[~*Swift*~]

He tilted his head in surprise. Surley medicinecats had to heal their clanmates, even if they didn't like them. "Still, they have to. Does it hurt?" he asked, sniffing the wound. It smelt awful, like somthing rotting.

[snowball]

"Ya it dos but its not that they don't want, to it is just that i never go to them, because they hate me." She said pulling her leg away from Dustorm's nose.

[~*Swift*~]

"Well, your going to get that thing looked at..." he paused. "One second" he got up and went out of the den, sniffing around. Soon he found marigold and cobwebs, and snuck out of the bush for the medicinecats den and padded back in. He had seen this a million times, but he was a little unsure on what to do. He placed the cobweb on it, the he chewed the mairgold into a pulp and poured the juice onto the wound. It was foul tasting, but he wanted his friend to get better.

[snowball]

"Disgusting. What is that." She said squirming around.

[~*Swift*~]

"Will you stop moving?" he growled with irritation. His tail twitched side to side as he squeezed more juice onto the wound. "And it's marigold. My friend's sister was a medicinecat and she taught me some of the herbs, not much though. I can't do serious things. Only things for infection, bleeding, and shock. Thats all" he admitted. He noticed the wound had cut open a tiny bit and was bleeding, so he placed a silky white-gray cobweb onto the wound. "How do you feel?" Duststorm asked.

[snowball]

"Not bad, but still feels weird." she then giggled a little.

[~*Swift*~]

Duststorm shook his head "What am I ever going to do with you?" he joked, batting at her ear playfully.