[Mica]

Hawkfur
WindClan
he/him | 49 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky blue eyes ]
Purrks: Flock Together T3
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[Swiftfire - @Tiabirb ] [Bravebird - @taillow ] [Poppysong - @MangofDoom ]
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Hawkfur padded alongside the others, feathery fur rustling slightly with the wind. As much as the idea of showing those catfish who they were messing with appealed to him, Hawkfur was less inclined to clean up whatever mess Bravebird got herself in. Not because he was fearful she would get herself hurt, but more because he wasn't keen on carrying anymore RiverClan bodies.

Besides, Hawkfur knew how important these herbs were going to be for Lightningstorm, and he wanted to get on her good side. He doubted she would be pleased with any guilt he felt for calling for the exile of Cowtuft, so instead of moping around and feeling sorry for the former medicine cat as well as himself, he was going to endeavor to make her job easier. As Swiftfire and Poppysong broke away, Hawkfur twitched his nose and began searching for sticks and cobwebs. He wasn't too smart when it came to herbs, and was more likely to find a flower that killed a cat rather than one that helped them. So, he'd do his part by gathering things that were easily identifiable to an idiot like him.

A few dead bushes provided him some sturdy sticks that with a few grunts and a whole lot of heaving came snapping off. Easy enough! Hawkfur was careful not to knock the sticks into anything as he went searching for some cobwebs.

[Hawkfur gained +2 sticks!]

Cobwebs weren't too difficult either. And, with the sticks in his mouth, he could easily wrap the silky strands around the wood instead of using his tail or paws.

[Hawkfur gained +2 cobwebs!]