annoyed with what seemed like the overall public perception of him, rookfire more or less stomped out of camp. okay perhaps we shouldnt call it stomping but you could probably tell that he was mad and metaphorically dragged a slightly scared warrior behind. if six moons of work could be undone with the death of his useless traitor mentor like they had never happened, six moons of more work should yield some success, at least temporarily. rookfire wouldnt step down, wouldnt stop trying. he wasnt a quitter and stars above he wouldnt let anyone make him submit to their mousebrained judgement. a sharp glance behind to ensure he wasnt alone and already ticked off, roachflares mere presence irked him, curse the starsdamned buddy rule. the other mustve sensed his bad mood without much speech so he remained quiet, good.
really, they were lucky that being seen as lazy and useless didnt mean he'd show them what being lazy really looked like but instead pushed him to go above and beyond once more. herbs were off the table, borders had been checked this sunrise, rookfire would bring back enough prey to hold the clan over until the next patrol.

[ NOT RELATED TO THE OFFICIAL PATROL IN ANY CAPACITY ]

midnightsun stifled a sigh, averting his eyes from flytail. "theyre all yours, im not wasting any more time" he muttered, flashing the warrior another grin before turning, already walking in the other direction. leaving both apprentices with flytail to go after his own herbs ugh. not the move. if flytail was going to pick a fight oh midnightsun was not in the mood to fight him on anything right now. chervil or something, light green frilly leaves.. the cold biting at his nose midnightsun exhaled, leaving some of the tension melt from him, before prancing off to try and find some.
[ d20 - 19, 6, 17, 11, 4 ]
the cold had eaten away at most plants enough to make this hard, and the seasoned warrior only came away with two in the end, having the rest crumble between his teeth. the dry rough texture it left on his tongue was easy enough to ignore, unlike the pressure he felt, torn between kindness and rejection of society. if only his roleplayer knew what he was doing, and midnightsun wasnt sun a unstable character. a lot of things would be easier that way.

[ @Spider ; @fade ; @Tallstar | +2 chervil ]

roachflare took his spot at the front of the group, leading them into the territory wordlessly before coming to a halt between two large trees. moss crawling up the sides, roach glanced upwards briefly before facing wormbelly and stormypaw. "st-stormypaw..with me. wormbelly r-r-return here" he forced out, mismatched eyes pressed shut as embarassment burned hot and heavy up bugs neck. as if it wasnt bad enough that every word felt impossibly big in his throat..
the small cat squared his shoulders in an attempt to maintain some authority despite his size and speech impediment, before padding off in search of chervil and blessed thistle. he recalled what sleepysunrise had said; a thorny shrub with pricked leaves, adorned with yellow and red flowers the shape of spiders. chervil he had seen before, small, smooth green leaves. the exactly she provided had been helpful nonetheless, as bug wasnt really one for remembering any of the leafy greens they collected.
[ rolls: 9, 14, 9, 4, 12 - 1x chervil, 1x blessed thistle ]
"have you..done a h-herb patrol before..stormypaw?" they broke the silence, words barely above a mutter while bugs eyes remained focussed on the bush he was nosing at. hopefully sleepysunrise wouldnt be disappointed, it didnt look like bug was going to find much. the first usable chervil plant was surprisingly easy to find and uproot but such luck was expectedly followed by a whole bunch of failures. he was almost ready to give up when he came across a plant similar to what sleepysunrise had described as blessed thistle. they stared for a moment. had sleepysunrise mentioned which part? before selecting what looked the most logical.

[ @seeingstars ; @Silverfur & Co ]