| Sprucejumper |
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Silent paws followed after The Boulder and the paw that accompanied them, the brown feline that led them appointing themselves as the small talk expert as well. The former kittypet found no problem with this turn of events, if anything considering this the superior option. He'd never held issue with his former mentor's tangents, finding them agreeable. It was hard to find anything to dislike with the undeniably kind and easy going hornet. Admittedly, a brow was quirked at the suggestion that him and Lightning could be considered cousins, giddily - mentally, the tom had never been one to vocally or physically show his delight - enjoying the untold admission that they saw themselves as much as his parent as he felt them to be as well... but not quite relishing the idea of this including extra family. Such as Angry. The idea of being related to Angry was quite frankly even more terrifying than just being allowed to exist around the leader in the first place.
Merely nodding along in agreement when The Boulder mentioned his ability to attest to their competence as a hunting teacher, Sprucejumper was spared having to verbally respond as the three legged cat soon got distracted... or rather focused? They were here for flowers, after all. Flowers and... cobwebs, if he wasn't mistaken. Considering the vast amount of marigold The Boulder had already obtained, he found himself nodding, bounding off on his own. There were no huge amount of trees in this watery region as he was used to, but there were trees all the same. If he had to guess, most of the spiders would be building their nests up on the branches in an attempt to avoid the moisture that was already beginning to cling to his pelt the longer he lingered in this place.
Climbing around from tree to tree, jumping from one branch to the next as he kept his eyes opened for any glimmer that might tattle on the home of any one of the eight legged silk weavers, the Havana Brown mix soon found it. A large web. Huge, really. The bugs in this area had to be enormous, considering the massive size of that web, spanning entirely among two wide apart branches. While he wasn't about to test his theory, the apprentice aged warrior was fairly certain the thin, stringy structure was bigger than his head.
Emerald eyes blinking emotionlessly at the admittedly larger than he cared for spider standing still on its web, the young warrior turned his attention elsewhere, looking up at the many branches the tree offered. With it being the growing season - most certainly it felt like if life had just restarted after the bleakness of winter - most of the branches in the tree were still green. Fresh. Well attached to the limbs. And yet he could spot them, here and there. The remains of the season prior, looking shabby and defeated in comparison, even as new leaves sprouted through them. Turning from the web, Sprucejumper, living up to his warrior name, leaped upwards, gaze fixed on a thick, brittle looking offshoot of a branch that seemed like it would be easy to break off.
His judgement accurate - his knowledge of herbs subpar at best, but apt when it came to the fortitude of wood and its weight carrying capacity - the branch almost snapped like a twig as soon as his teeth grasped securely around it, taking only the most miniscule of head motions to release it from the tree. Content with his find, the chocolate point headed back towards the web, finding the spider still there. With careful aim, the tilted his head, the branch pointed towards the spider... and he jabbed! It took only one strike, and the young tom almost sneered, taking note of how the creature was no longer clinging on his prize. Almost. It was quite a sobering realization when his eyes caught movement at the end of the branch and he noticed a now irritated spider getting ready to crawl all the way to his face for an attack.
Terror taking over as the creature began its climb, Sprucejumper panicked, smacking the branch directly on the one he was standing on, the brittleness of it gratefully sending a huge portion flying to the air with the spider still attached to it. Breathing hard as he felt his blood pressure slowly lessen, he let out a sigh of relief only after he had properly felt his face with his forepaw, ensuring no other limbs were crawling around on it. Despite the branch no longer being the same size, it was still more than enough to wrap the entirety of the web around it, providing a well portioned sheet that would no doubt be capable of wrapping up more than a single injury. No clue how many. He wasn't a herb cat. But it was still more than evident to him that it should be of some use to the ones who knew how to use this.
Mouth clamped tightly on the thick branch, the tom descended, joining up with his two patrolmates once more. As much as he disliked the taste of the wood on his tongue, he could admit to preferring it to having to make small talk with Lightning as she asked if they could return already. The young warrior was uncertain what the rush was, having never been very fond of being cooped up in camp all that much himself for the many moons he had retained his paw moniker but decided it wasn't his place to question it. This was Angry's apprentice, after all. Who knew what went on through her mind. Instead, he merely blinked in The Boulder's direction, knowing full well he would be able to carry naught else. Hopefully the size of the web would be to the herb cat's liking. If not, he supposed he could always head on out for more herbs if she wished. It wasn't exactly like he had much else going on today, in any case.
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