[sleepyyjax]

 

Originally Posted by Estelle

Sleepysunrise
[ 13 moons | She / Her | Shc Enforcer ]

After Hollowpaw arrived and giving the apprentice a brief nod of confirmation, Sleepysunrise set out to guide her patrol to Mourning Ruins without a second word. Though she did not tread here often, the enforcer had a peculiar appreciation for this landmark if anything because of the history it was proof off; she did not fancy the bodies she had to burry among here, far from it, but every place had its ups and downs. Arriving at the ruins posed little issue; the true challenge was seeing how many of her patrol mates would disappear upon this journey. Bar the apprentice; traitor or not, Mirepaw's kidnapping ought to not be repeated and she stood by it. The adults should know better than to fall for such traps, but she supposed they were still her responsibility. The thing is, she couldn't quite bring herself to care. The former apprentice lacked in vibrant emotion; her expression was often dull, lacking; and these days, since her mother's loss, all the more distant as if she were an unseen ghost walking within a realm not her own. Call it what you will, Sleepysunrise would not hear it. Her unblinking turned on the three felines walking these lands as well, tilting her head at a light angle.

"Stay close."
She ordered, fancying none of their demises and eyes falling on the apprentice for an additional second; a silent order to stay within sight of a warrior at all times or she would have to invent a leash and keep the next apprentice on it for the duration of their patrol. With such little orders given, her flicked to signal that they ought to begin looking for the requested herbs, as did she. It did not cross her mind that one might have forgotten what exactly they required, but in that event all they need do is ask.


[ @fade @idia @sleepyyjax - Short post to keep the patrol moving, will have Sleepy find the needed herbs in her next post! ]

Newtbelly

he/him | Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend | 18 moons

header: @/daragca

The group was quiet - perfectly fine by him. He gave a small nod to his patrol mates, before heading off with the group.
The Mourning Ruins... Last time he was here, the situation was far more dire. He better keep his wits about him, lest another of those things creep up on him. It was unlikely, since the rats had moved nest, but, not impossible.
Stay close?
That he would.
He understood why Sleepysunrise had the rank she had. She seemed responsible. Dawnstar picked well.

Now 3 herbs he didn't know. Couldn't be too hard, right? He'd done one herb patrol before, and it'd been fine.
The first thing to catch his eye was a small patch (of what he could only assume to be stinging) nettles. Mossfreckle explained what to do after plucking them, but... Not how to harvest them. He assumed the name meant these things would be painful. He made his way over, assessing the situation. Against the hairs... That seemed to be the key. [D20 - Rolled: 14 Result: No stings, not many harvested] He reached in, grasping the stem in his jaws, wincing in preparation before snapping through it - thank the stars, no stings. He placed the stem behind him, but didn't pick any others. Best not run down the supplies - he'd rather avoid getting stung, too.

Next, Blazing Star. He couldn't say he'd heard that name in his life. Yellow flowers... There were many of those, but these were supposed to be star like, right? Hmm. [D20 - Rolled:19 Result: Good harvest!] The tom strolled about the place, making sure to not go too far - they had to be somewhere, seen as Mossfreckle sent them here, but where? Then he saw it - just near a burnt wall, tons of the stuff was spurting out, through cracks in the stone below. Be extra careful, the medicine cat's voice rang his ear, before he reached over, gently plucking 3 at the stem. There were more, but he'd save some room for lavender - his maw could only hold so much. Then, he trotted over to his nettle, placing them down with extra care.

Purple, with a unique scent. He wasn't sure where to find some, but hopefully it'd stick out. Tentatively, he clambered over shrubberies, and what were likely more herbs (though he didn't know their names), as he made his way past the wall. Hopefully, the purple clusters would show themselves soon, and he wouldn't have to worry about wandering too far from the group, and - Ah! There they were. [D20 - Rolled 7 Result: Harvested 1] It was a very small clump, but lavender nonetheless, just as Mossfreckle had described it. He'd only take one - he feared destroying the supply, plus, he was running out of space. He snipped a stem with his teeth, then carried it over to his pile. This was decent - he was happy with this. Had it taken a while? Sure, but herbs weren't his thing.

+ 1 Stinging Nettle + 3 Blazing Star + 1 Lavender
[wasn't super sure if it was my turn in the post order or not, super sorry if I've gone at the wrong time !!]

@fade @idia