Warrior Cats Medicine Cats Novels & Stories

Edward said, his eyes landing on the man. “To what do we owe this pleasure?” Alan asked. “I was asked to come here,” he said, “who is Catherine?” “That would be me, my prince,” Catherine announced, walking out of the crowd to meet him, “what can I do for you?” “My mate needs your medicine, can you help her or not?” Catherine smiled, “there is no wolf that I cannot cure.” “Is something wrong with Aliyah,” Scarlet asked, worried, “what is the problem?”

“I’m staying with my cat alone… I can feed the medicine.” The vet shook his head and picked up his gloves, which Rice Ball had ruined from its scratches, to wag them in front of Arianne. “No matter how close the cat is to its owner, it’ll still overreact from being fed the medication. It’s instinct. It’ll hurt you from the scratches and it’s harmful to a pregnant lady. The doctor can only help you with the medicine once during the drip each day. You’ll have to feed it when you get home. This is a long-term battle, you won’t be able to handle it alone. You can let it stay at the vet long-term too, keep it with me, but… the presence of its owner is crucial to creatures like cats. It’s mollifie

An honest mistake. I head to the kitchen and grab some pain relief. Being werewolves our medicine is of a stronger dosage and it cannot be easily purchased from human retail shops. It has to come directly from our pack’s doctors and most houses have it in their possessions for training injuries. “Er mind my cabinets!” Kath places her hands on her hips and tuts at me.

My pitiful cry for help got a chuckle in response as my mate brought a bowl of medicines for me. “The doctor came for your check-up two hours ago, Kitten. Just take your medicine and go to sleep. You will be fine soon!” That awful smelly liquid medicine made me sneeze, I had to cover my nose. “Not soon. I want to recover now. Why didn’t the doctor give me a flu shot? I have recovered yet.” Maddox placed the bowl on the side table, poking my forehead. “You are sick, but still in the mood for arguments. Very bad, Kitten!”

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.

I ask her, having some experience with sick puppies, they'll never take the medicine, but juice mixed with the medicine that they would take. "Mhm," she agrees to juice nodding, I got one of the new cups we got her, the one with a sippy cup top, I mixed the juice with the med and gave it to her, she drank the whole thing without much fuss. "You wanna sleep in my bed tonight?" I ask her. "And Mathew?" she asks me. "Kitten, I am Mathew," I say checking her fever again, was the thermometer broken or something? "Mathew my gwumpy octopus," she says, oh right, the toy named after me.

I replied. I looked at the box, realizing how different it was, something was off about it, it was almost as if someone had replaced it but with the wrong type. "Can I open it?" Xylah questioned. "Do whatever you want Xylah," I replied, as she proceeded to open the box. In it, laid a bottle, labeled poison, a wolf whistle and a key. "Get out," She yelled, instructing everyone to leave. And in an instance, they were gone.

The family trembled with hope as they took the medicine, and quickly administered it to the woman on the stretcher. In less than a minute, the patient, who had been barely clinging to life, suddenly opened her eyes. The sores on her face began to heal rapidly, right before everyone's eyes. The crowd erupted in astonishment. "It worked in just a minute! Even a legendary healer couldn't do something like this!" "The Campbell family is one of the Great Four Warrior Clans, after all! They truly have incredible resources! This is a miraculous medicine!" "With this medicine, why would we ever need to go to expensive hospitals that can't even cure us?"

She always spoke softly to Tyron. We all looked at her curiously. How did they differ? She clicked her tongue before answering our questioning stares. “Well you guys use your wolves to heal, were-cats use our felines, but we purr and the vibrations are soothing and healing, sending like magnetic waves through our bones that help us heal better.” Note to self, read up on were-cats. The conversation had to come back around to me and my wolf again. I groaned. I was really getting fed up with it. I have always been a freak and now I would never not be a freak.

I believe it's really their niche and a line of mastery. To also think that based on my research on the world wide web, their family handles different businesses concerning pet and animal grooming and stuff to take care of such species, plus the veterinary clinics, pharmacies, and the huge factory for supplies of medicines and other necessities for the said creatures, I should really no longer be surprised that I was witnessing how Trey looked so good in this. He opened the cap, took a small amount via a dropper, and then he gently directed the liquid to the cat's mouth.