Everyone messes up the herbs - OPEN

[Luna+Lovegood+Rox]

Nightwish slid under a patch of gorse. "Ah, ha!" she murmured under her breath. This was where she always found the goldenrod. She sometimes shared it with the other medicine cats, to repay them if they helped Wind Clan fight off a fox or something. Goldenrod was very rare to find. She plucked a big bunch off, and started back home.
Nightwish padded through the entrance of her den. "ARGH!" she yelled. "WHY DOES EVERYONE ALWAYS MESS UP THE HERBS?"
Berries and leaves were scattered everywhere.
Nightwish muttered as she tidied up the herbs, "Everyone always messes up the herbs. But why?"

[Hazelfang]

Hazelfang tentatively limped to the medicine's cat's den. Usually, he did not even think of actually seeking out treatment, but this thorn was stuck really in deep and the stinging pain was relentless. It affected his hunting more than anything; it threw off his balance and caused him to pounce like a three moon old kit.
He halted at the edge of the entrance, only standing halfway inside. He watched the pitch medicine cat scurry about, cleaning what looked like a large scattering of herbs and other apothecary products, as she muttered something unintelligible to herself.
He couldn't hear.
"I can come back later, Nightwish," he mewed softly. He took a step back, thinking of turning around, and figured that he probably wouldn't come back later, and then it would get infected, and then he couldn't do anything, let alone hunting, for a while. He sighed, and padded forward, picking some foul-tasting herb in his mouth and dropping it next to the black cat.