ShadowClan Medicine Cat's Den

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ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan medicine cat app | purrks ]
[ #rookMCA24 ]

cool tinted grey eyes blinked open hesitantly, with the sun still shining bright it was quite the difference going from looking at the insides of his lids, all red with bursts of light shining through from the bright surroundings. sun reflecting off the small stream cutting shadowclan camp in half and the pale flat stone he had placed the poppies on. by now, the sun had made its way towards the top of the treeline surrounding the large massive cedar trees and was threatening to dip under to tint the sky reds and yellows before disappearing over the horizon to let the moon take over the silverpelt stretch over the pitch black night sky. stiff from having layn, unmoving, for so long, rookfire stumbled a bit upon standing before pawing at the poppies to determine if they were dry before pushing them off the warm rock and onto the leaf he had used to carry them earlier. following the careful folding of the large leaf to ensure no seeds may fall out and be lost or even worse, picked up by some nosy kit with a death wish, rookfire pushed through the lichen shrouded entrance of the medicine den. making most of the way over to the herb storage semi blind as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. once by the cracks in the wall and the leaf placed on the ground, he sat, perched on his hind legs and unfolded the package of dried poppies. one paw holding down the flower by the nub where its stem had previously sprouted from, the other ghosted over the black center of the plant, carefully dislodging the seeds before lifting up the individual flower to shake them out and onto the leaf. the repeated until all flowerheads were free of seeds and he had a amount of small dark seeds he couldnt even imagine counting. it was..a lot. that was all he could say.

[ 7 poppy flowers -> 70 poppy seeds ]