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Moonmeadow
| She/they | ShC warrior | Moons: 21 | Purrks: Shadow Fiend |

Moonmeadow flicked her rounded ears in the direction of a yowl cutting across camp, now when they turned their sickly green eyes towards the noise in a slight panic, the words actually being said not fully processing in their mind as they lifted their head up from the mossy nest they were laying on. They gathered themself on shadowy paws and exited the warriors’ den to see Mossfreckle, the shy little thing, announcing a sort of game in lieu of more patrols. More patrols? There was just a round of them, Moonmeadow being on one…that must mean that not many actually returned. The warrior took a deep breath, honestly they should add patrol expectations and responsibilities to apprentice requirements. It certainly will be for their apprentices. Speaking of, Shadowpaw, while technically not theirs, but basically was, said she really liked herb patrols so Moonmeadow made a note to find her before turning to peer around camp for her actual apprentice. Scratchpaw, she wasn’t so sure if the little tom would like the event but it was still good practice that Moonmeadow would like him to have. They could be a little team.

They walked across camp as they shook the sleepiness from their too heavy coat and wiped a paw briefly along their eyes, her head aching at the bright lights so suddenly but nothing that would keep them from helping out the clan. Shadowpaw and Scratchpaw could find them if they wanted to join, they were pretty noticeable after all. A kit lesson would be good as well, maybe teaching the importance of herbs and safety earlier would make em listen a bit better. They settled near the medicine cat apprentice and looked up at him, curiously waiting for the other cats of the camp to join to hear this riddle. Their head drooped just a bit before they shook it to clear the final remnants of sleepiness from it. “Good practice, though I won’t have much luck with the riddles, didn’t get a whole lot of herb lessons outside of descriptions for patrols.” It was muttered to no one in particular but the shadowy feline figured this would be as good a time as any to learn.

Ashkit
| He/him | ShC kit | Moons: 2 | No purrks |

Ashkit looked up from where he was picking at some of shrubs that lined the clearing in boredom and back towards teh main part of the clearing as the sound of loudness entered his ears. It was the cat from…the place…he talked about herbs and how kits should join. Ashkit almost didn’t want to, what if he was made to have to go inside the place. The kit’s oddly wide eyes moved from the cat and over to the place. The jagged entry, the weird smells, the badness. It reminds him of his dream, he doesn’t like that dream. The kit shivered just from the brief thought. In his dreams, he is always caught once he goes into that place. Mama says it's the medicine den, where sick and hurt cats went to get better but it must mean bad things that so many hurt cats went there. Though at the same time…Ashkit was curious and bored.

After fighting with himself for a bit, Ashkit finally got to his paws and made his way over to the gathering group of cats. Settling a bit away from everyone. He was curious but he still refused to go near that place. The bad place. His eyes stayed wide, and stubborn, on the cat that called them to gather. He was interesting enough, the kit supposes.

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 38 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and pale green eye (left gouged out)]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3
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[Mossfreckle - @Fawn<3 ]
[please note I am only pinging because Mistle is bringing requested items]
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Mistlewhisker padded into camp just as Mossfreckle called the clan together, her mouth very gently wrapped around a leaf with several extremely dangerous herbs wrapped in it. The molly had taken great care gathering what Mossfreckle had asked her for, trying to keep everything intact. The enforcer padded up to Mossfreckle, carefully placing the bundle at his paws. "Here are the herbs you asked for." She meowed quietly. "I'm certain I don't need to remind you that some of these kits have a habit of putting things in their mouths, and might try something even if you tell them not to. If you need help, don't hesitate to call."

[Mistlewhisker delivered +2 deathberry, +2 nightshade]

Hillstrider
ShadowClan
he/him | 18 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes]
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Oh yo, what's this? Mossfreckle was running an event! Hillstrider padded over, curious as to what it was about. It sounded kind of difficult, if he was being honest. He really wasn't that smart, but he could use a little more activity around the clan, so he might as well try! He waved his tail at Mossfreckle in greeting from where he sat at the edge of the crowd.

Birdkit
ShadowClan
she/her | 5 moons
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside, and amber eyes]
Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
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Oh! Oh oh oh! An event? For kits? That's incredible! Amazing! Exciting! AND FRECKLE IS RUNNING IT!!!! Birdkit streaked out of the nursery and towards her beloved big brother, almost slamming into his side when she arrived. She beamed up at him, ready to learn. Or do Birdkit's equivalent of learning, which is stare absently into space while information goes in one ear and out the other.

Lostspark

She/Her | Purrks Overlook

Quietly, a mere specter on the wind, Lostspark took her head at the head of her den. She would oversee Mossfreckle's event from afar - he had mentioned it to her, gotten her approval and whatnot beforehand. To Lostspark, it was another test to see if he had his herbs straight, now that she was done teaching him all she knew - all she had learned from Elmshadow and then on her own afterward.

Lostspark didn't intend to intervene unless something went dreadfully wrong. She was merely here to spectate, and she'd be lying if she said something akin to pride didn't spark in her chest as she watched Mossfreckle handle this on his own.