ThunderClan Territory

[dino.]

Originally Posted by picklepotatochip

Cloudpaw looked nervous at the sight of Bumblestar, but slunk behind her, letting her take care of the intruder.

( @dino. , @Clamfish The Sheet Ghost )

With that crap out of the way, Bumblestar turned back to Cloudpaw, who was definitely safe from the idiot but not from her anger. "You're demoted," she growled. "Half a moon 'cause you can't follow instructions. Apprentices aren't supposed to be outta camp alone point-blank 'n you've done just that. Follow me back to camp now 'n sit yourself in the nursery as soon as we get there. You're Cloudkit 'till I tell you otherwise."

[ For failure to follow Clan rules, Cloudpaw has been demoted Cloudkit until November 5th. During this time he is not permitted out of camp whatsoever, and being caught doing so will result in exile. ]

[Honey_Dreamz!]

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A battle-scarred light orange cat with brown tabby stripes and blue eyes.
♪ Honeypetal ♪
She/he/they • ThunderClan • Warrior • 25 moons
❝ This is all my fault. Everyone I love is disappearing and I'm next, I'd deserve that too. ❞
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Honeypetal nodded, picking up a couple of poppies. Rather an easy hunt, only a bit of walking before finding a patch of exactly what they'd needed. A strange feeling turned in her stomach, perhaps a bit worried about if these poppies were safe. Honeypetal knew it was almost one hundred percent just her overthinking again, but the thoughts were just about impossible to push away. She wore a bit of an uneasy and worried expression but tried to hide it away as she turned back to face her patrolmates.

@vellichor @Streamtail

[Starfall]

Spiderthroat
He/Him || ThunderClan Deputy
Beefed Up Tier III || Just a Scratch || Hulk SMASH
@Neptune.

The tom lead the apprentice out towards the territory. Where he could potentially remember there being Burdock. Ears twitching as he sniffed, nose gently touching the cold dirt floor. "Keep an eye out...it should be around here somewhere. Look for a spikey flower, purple petals. We want the root yeah?" he hummed aloud, taking a glance behind him.

[Neptune.]

Hollowpaw
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104/200
7 moons || he/him || ThC medicine cat apprentice || Silk Spinner, Dream Walker, HkT1
brown, masked classic tabby w/ low white; titanite eyes

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It's with little hope that Hollowpaw scours the frost bitten ground looking for the herb they need for rat bites. A spiky flower with purple petals... probably going to have wilted a bit, but hopefully the roots would be good still (they had to be, right? Because then consistent places specific herbs grow wouldn't be a thing).

"Yeah, we just need the roots," he affirms the deputy's question. At least, that's what Mudhound had said. Hollowpaw doesn't really have any reason to trust the sick hornet, but in that same vein, he also doesn't have a reason not to trust him, so he's choosing to trust this time. Dull, green-yellow eyes scan the ground, expression sour, until he finds what might have once been a purple and spiky flower. There's a few blossoms that aren't quite as wilted as the others, and that alone looks promising.

"I think this is it," he says, and begins digging up a few of the roots on some of the plants that look in better shape than the others, coming away with four that are probably still in good shape.

[+4 burdock root]
[ @Starfall ]