Sunpaw looked at the cluster of herbs mangled under her paws. She took a breath, taking out the small poppy flowers away from the other herbs. Cinderfire was next to her, releasing a soft purr. "Remember what poppy flowers do?" Her mentor questioned. Sunpaw looked at the flower, scanning her memory. "Um...Make cats sleepy and more...calm?" She said, though not with full confidence, the herbs were still confusing and very easy to mix. Cinderfire purred, a hint of amusement burrowed deep within. "Yes." She replied before moving her gaze to the next herb. "Now what herb is this?" She said, clawing at some bright yellow flowers with large four petals. "Um...Thats Celandine, and it helps damaged eyes recover." Sunpaw knew that, it was the first herb Cinderfire talked about but she never used it, eyes were never really damaged during dangerous fights were med.cats are brought in. Cinderfire nodded. "And this one?" She pointed to another herb and Sunpaw followed, eager to stop the lesson and go back to sorting. She pointed to a twig with five bright blood red berries growing out. "Thats Deathberries!" Even the smallest kits should knew about these plants, just one red berry was enough to send a full grown warrior into Starclan in a few minutes of pain. Sunpaw never knew why a Med.cat would keep such a herb in their den, but she knew the other Med.cats did the same in the other clans, according to Plumpaw and Hailpaw. Cinderfire nodded. "I'm going to put these up, to keep them out of reach from you know who." She purred, picking up the twig a padding off. A image of both Icykit and Grasskit flashed in her head and she remembered them trying to steal sorrel flowers because Grasskit thought they were pretty. A gasp came from Cinderfire as Sunpaw turned, seeing what was wrong. She padded up to Cinderfire, following her gaze to a gray tabby she-cat curled up. A sudden, familiar feeling filled and sank her heart, fear and sorrow. She looked at the She-cat, her limp body showing visible burn marks and her eyes shut, looking as if she was sleeping. Froststorm-Froststorm was dead...
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