the art of not dying, simplified

[ellie]

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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat

❦ Lanky freckle form strode form the belly of the medicine cat’s den and through its lichen shrouded mouth into the sun hewn world that resided just beyond the herb scented and sun dappled confines of the rivulet split burrow that housed the herbs and healers of Shadowclan, diligent white tipped paws padded to the nursery and offering the snowy forever queen a soft smile snagged three kits who had asked for a lesson or two from the oriental tom and favouring the brightness of the clans future he wasn’t one to deny teaching the simple and dangerous things to make sure that they had a basic idea of first aid; well, them, his apprentice, sleepysunrise - now a warrior, and Rookfirew who he no longer had a spiteful view of - au contraire, it was quite the opposite. The hustle and bustle of the clearing had settled to a dull rumble and for that Mossfreckle was thankful, easy work was made of gathering the kits and Grouse and Rookfire were already in the den and a glance of mossy hues meeting vividly blue, wistful gaze was all he needed to let Sleepysunrise know that she could tag along as she had asked a while ago, their last lesson had been cut short and if she wanted she was still more than welcome to seep up the knowledge - the molly reminded him of himself, a unending well that need every single drop knowledge just to try to reach the top of the need for praise and the hope of knowing every little thing about the way the world wanted. Settling into the den between the kits and the rivulet and tucking the bundle of herbs that he and Grousepaw had gathered on their last patrol, some were dangerous and some were not but it was best to keep curious kits away from the “magic plants” before they knew what they were, ”Alrighty, so today will be a little herb lesson, we will be covering what not to eat, basic first aid herbs, and how to make cobweb balls. Try your hardest to sit still and behave and I will give you a moss ball at the end and we can play a little game,” the Tom chirped but his demeanour remained calm and mildly detached, ”The first things we will be going over are deathberries, meadow saffron, and deadly nightshade. Is everyone ready to begin?”

{ @redshiftreign ~ Grouse } { @alec ~ Minky } { @Estelle ~ Sleepysunrise { @SnowheartTC ~ Shadekit } { @rubberRatroom ~ Thrushkit } { @Dolomedes ~ Bluekit } { @Bean ~ Cloverpaw }

[ rushed post, my apologies // please let everyone post once before posting again, one post per character per mods post ]

[alec]

->> rookfire <<-
[ she/her | shadowclan enforcer | 16moons | purrks ]
a large scarred dark grey cat with minimal white markings and grey eyes

rookfire found comfort in sleeping in the medicine den, not only was the smell simply comforting and familiar but the proximity to mossfreckle and the fact that she wouldnt be attacked from behind out of nowhere here were things she had caught herself lingering on, more so on mossfreckles presence than a random apprentice trying to attack her. and while it was nice to be here and not worry about the shoulder so much, it was getting kind of boring, even with the enforcer duties that had unexpectedly been placed upon shattered shoulders, rest could only be enjoyable for so long anyway. so when quiet pawsteps passed the warrior, steel grey eyes opened halfway, following the herbalists light form while they adjusted to the light. while mossfreckle was out of the den, rookfire had turned from her side back to loafing before stretching briefly and sitting up, so when he returned, a pair of watchful eyes followed.
the kits mossfreckle had brought in, shadedkit and thrushkit if rook remembered correctly, grousepaw and sleepy had already gathered around mossfreckle, rookfire hesitated briefly before deciding to push the unspoken boundaries between once more. to be fair, rookfire wasnt really sure where these boundaries lay after how the light brown tom had spoken to her in the recent past, and there had never been any limits she didnt want him to cross..none that he would cross anyway. off white paws carried the enforcer closer, any effort of moving quietly futile due to the limp and lost to ghost around in the back of her mind for now. she could always get back on her game of semi constant stealth practice once all four limbs were usable and she wasnt in pain every time she moved any faster than extremely slow anymore.. for now, there was something far more important than her attempt at learning shadowclans special use of surroundings and silence, that being the medicine cat, the bundle of herbs in front of his paws and his reaction as rook took a seat next to him, uninjured shoulder gently knocking into his. she was probably already too close, still a friendly distance but closer than she would sit next to sleepysunrise or any other cat she was vaguely acquainted with but if he didnt react negatively, her tail would find its way to rest atop his, grey-white fur on brown one. that was all the pushing she would do for now..for today. or this moon. or this season cycle perhaps. rookfire hadnt thought about her presence this much since- well..it had been a while. physical closeness to marigoldkit had never felt this fragile but marigoldkit was probably the purest cat she knew and mossfreckle had treatened her with death two moons ago.

[ pardon how awkward this post is. here to break the posting order immediately after you mentioned it because i cant wait any longer cuz im about to be laptop-less again
@redshiftreign - anarchy, @Estelle - eepy sleepy, @SnowheartTC - shadekit, @rubberRatroom - thrushkit, @ellie - mossy]

[redshiftreign]

GROUSEPAW
THE TRAILBLAZER
SILVER TONGUE - JUST A SCRATCH - BURN, BABY, BURN
"NOT A ROLE MODEL; WAS BRIEFLY A RUNWAY MODEL."

[ @ellie moss , @alec rookfire , @Estelle sleepysunrise , @SnowheartTC Shadekit , @rubberRatroom Thrushkit , @Dolomedes Bluekit]

knowledge is power. grouse was all for sharing knowledge. sharing facts. sharing secrets. more knowledge known by the masses- shared in whispers and in yells, is more power. power for the people. and it starts right here, with these kits, and identifying the basic poisons that will kill you dead a million and one times.

sitting next to her mentor, the molly watched as rookflare took the other side, awkward, uneasy, and uncertain. it didn't take a sleuth to deduct as much, the tension in the air thick and uncomfortable. grousepaw's alert amber gaze followed each small motion. the brush of shoulders. the flicker of a tail. hell, he felt uncomfortable for her. and just in general. he wasn't a teacher, not really. or, at least, he didn't feel like he was. yet here he was, sat before a gaggle of kits, next to objectively the most educated cat in the clan as his ward. it was still a shock, honestly. and if he had to see mossfreckle cozy up to another young warrior, he thought he would just implode into a bunch of small grouse coloured dust. probably not. but still. he wasn't exactly a fan of being looked up at.

and, curling his tail cautiously around himself, he watched the entrance for movement. she was supposed to be joining them. supposedly. possibly. there was a chance. it made him shift uncomfortably under the weight of his own fur. shaking some sense into himself with a flick of the ear, grouse fixed a lazy grin on his face as he turned to mossfreckle.

in a hush voice, he mused jokingly; "playin' with poison? this outta be interesting."

grouse always had something to say. even if it was only to break the air that suffocated him. he'd rather laugh than suffer. that was what made him who he was.

[sorry for the catastrophically short post fhfbhf]

[Estelle]

A herb lesson, one she intended to join. With their last outing cut short and previous teaching of poisons mostly completed, Sleepysunrise still sought to broaden her horizons oh knowledge and learn what she could during this specific lesson, even with the hoard of kits around, and the fiery presence of her mudemy. Something drew her eyes his way in a manner she couldn’t describe; curiosity, it ought to be – he had the luck of being partial to the well of knowledge she sought, a well she was unsure whether Mossfreckle would ever share with her courtesy of her position as not a medic of the clan. She knew most consider it irrelevant for her to have such knowledge, and yet all she wished was to have all of it. Every bit of knowledge she could find, she wanted to know it, to have, to share it with her siblings. That is what brought her here today, ears perked attentively, hanging on to Mossfreckle’s every word of wisdom that they would share.


[ @ellie @alec @redshiftreign @SnowheartTC @rubberRatroom @Oliver @Bean ]