Making his way through the territory with Willowtail and Softpaw, Duskleaf was walking slowly and looking around at his surroundings. He wouldn’t be sad to see the back of this place, that’s for sure. Not that it was a bad place, but it wasn’t home. Okay now marigold, Duskleaf remembered the orangish flower from previous herb patrols and Berrypaw showing it before sending out the patrol. Even if he knew what the plant looked like, Duskleaf had realised from the sample Berrypaw had shown that he didn’t need to bring the entire root of the plant as well like he did last time.
"There's some marigold over there!" He declared as a patch of it caught his eye, making his way over, he examined the plant before lowering his head and carefully picking some. This time, he only took the stem and flower, not the entire plant down to the roots like before.
Making his way through the territory with Willowtail and Softpaw, Duskleaf was walking slowly and looking around at his surroundings. He wouldn’t be sad to see the back of this place, that’s for sure. Not that it was a bad place, but it wasn’t home. Okay now marigold, Duskleaf remembered the orangish flower from previous herb patrols and Berrypaw showing it before sending out the patrol. Even if he knew what the plant looked like, Duskleaf had realised from the sample Berrypaw had shown that he didn’t need to bring the entire root of the plant as well like he did last time.
"There's some marigold over there!" He declared as a patch of it caught his eye, making his way over, he examined the plant before lowering his head and carefully picking some. This time, he only took the stem and flower, not the entire plant down to the roots like before.
Willowtail followed behind with her cousin. Seeing and hearing Duskleaf declare he found some, Willowtail gave a gentle purr, "Great. My sister will be pleased." Willowtail purred, padding over with Softpaw to help collect it. "There's some over here as well" Willowtail meowed, pointing over to a small patch, "Softpaw take one from over here," She meowed watching her cousin obidient skid over
Softpaw followed and listened, racing over and skidding to a halt, "Oh oh oh! I wanna get some!" Softpaw purred, grabbing some, a bit far down as she yanked the flower off, pinning her ears in apologies when Willowtail threw her a small look
Willowtail plus 3 marigold
Softpaw plus 2 1/2 marigold
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Heroneye gave a tight nod. Floodsight seemed to have taken her warning well and appeared to be exercising caution. Good, Heroneye had zero interest in watching a Clanmate getting kidnapped by a hawk or what have you. She had one thing with which she should have to concern herself with when hunting, and that was being productive. She could at least do that much.
Later, Heroneye blinked at Floodsight's sudden comment. She missed home. Her and everybody else, really. Heroneye too. She was certain they would be returning soon. Somewhat certain, that is. Well, they couldn't just... stay there forever, could they? That was no way for a RiverClan cat to live. Like it or not, they were tethered to the forest. Permanently.
"I doubt it," Heroneye replied, half to herself at that point. "Even during the battle itself, there were warriors from other Clans taking it upon themselves to dismantle our dens. Now that we're gone, there's no reason to hold back--even more so than before." Thinking back to the 3v1 now, it honestly just felt like a dream. It was total insanity, cats from every Clan running and screaming and just tearing each other apart. No, things wouldn't go back to normal so easily, as much as she may have wanted them to.
"Though that isn't to say we'll never recover or be able to return," Heroneye added hastily, realizing how blunt and careless she must have just sounded. "But... I wouldn't be surprised..." She trailed off, her meaning already clear enough. No use dwelling on it anymore.
Finally arriving in a decently fish-able section of the river, Heroneye came to a stop. Flashing Floodsight a glance, she simply said, "We're here."
Ah so she hit the nail dead on the head with this one. She murred in amusement at this. Then she grew a more serious look on her face. "I feel like I'm not really supposed to be anywhere. Can't go back home, can't go forwards." She chuckled softly at how sad that all this sounded but it was true. "Do you feel like you are supposed to be here yourself? You seemed a little stressed darling." The molly asked the other one with an eyebrow raised. Truly this loner had no worries about this warrior starting a fight with her. She just seemed too nice for all that, and it would be pretty rude to attack a partially blind shecat, wouldn't it be? Well some rogues were willing to do that but again, this cat radiated an aura of nice to her. Yet she seemed cagey around the talk of twolegs, did something bad happen between her and the twolegs. If so she would be willing to fight them—If she was the size of one of those big cats she saw permanently frozen to the wall.
Oh yeah that is right, names were never given out. "So what did your twolegs name you,.. or I suppose what name do you call yourself now?" She asked gently before she started to groom her burned shoulder. Her scars seem to get dirty faster than her fur, it was honestly more annoying than the itch they sometimes had.
She/Her | Purrk(s): Just A Scratch
Wisteriawren faltered as the loner clearly put her own feelings into words, her gaze turning hesitant as the sentiment struck home. "I... I like it here. I do." She sighed softly. "I've had a rough time recently, but I know leaving won't fix anything - it'd make me more miserable. The best I can do is look for the light at the end of the tunnel now."
Smiling anxiously, Wisteriawren shrugged at the second question. "My name... it used to be Melody. It's Wisteriawren now." Did she miss her old name..? Yes, kind of. But this was the new her, the one that Old Her would have been baffled to see - marked with scars and pelt raggedy with lack of food. It was okay, though...
Speaking of food... something smelled strongly. Craning her neck, Wisteriawren worked her way over to where the tangy smell was coming from - berries of some sort. Bearberries, but she did not know them. Curiousity overcoming her, the former kittypet zoned out for a moment and forgot of her companion as she ducked her head and gnawed at one of the berries, slightly startled when the taste of it flooded her mouth. "Oh." She murmured, drawing back and recalling once more that there was someone with her. Oops.
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❝ Leaving them feeling betrayed.
Breaking the bonds that you've made. ❞
Floodsight ◆ she/her | 20 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T1 ; empty slot
"Yeah... I guess you're right," Floodsight nodded with more thought of what happened after they left. The other Clans tore it all apart. 'I wonder if they were still there, enjoying the their space in the peak of Green-leaf. Occupying our territory.' The thought casted a gloom on Floodsight's face making her want to snarl. The fact that other clans might be peacefully and enjoying the territory they've left. Their home.
"We'll return. We have to..." Floodsight commented with a frown on her face. What nonsense, nothing was a 'have to'. There's no certainty in anything. Nothing at all. Everything could collapse in a breeze. But with possibility comes a chance, a chance to return.
Enough of the negative thoughts! Better start hunting. The faster the clan regains their strength, the easier Fadingstar could make the clan's next choice. Floodsight followed Heroneye to the river and settled down. She stared at the river intently for prey.
It was a waiting game, and Floodsight didn't move. Just patiently sat there until the fish swam a little closer to the surface.
A moments notice, Floodsight swiped her claws at the fish, pulling it out of the water. In a swift move, Floodsight bit into it until all movement died down. She moved the prey further from the riverbank, but close enough she can still reach it if anything were to come. On that note, Floodsight stares into the sky once more to check for any of those prey-stealing birds.
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