RiverClan Territory

[silver.]

purrks: herbal knowledge tier 1
42/200

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"That's it. We can take the whole plant, leaves and all." She says before picking up her stalks of thyme. Offering a smile to the other apprentice, the young she-cat makes her way toward another dandelion, growing close to a shrub. The herbs in her mouth are set down so she can sniff at the yellow flowering weed, jaws parting to chew through the stem... Until she stops. Chocolate hues move to settle on the bush in front of her as she picks up on a foreign scent, pupils thinning into slits. Was there someone or something in there watching her? Ears are perked at full attention and the fur along her spine already begins to rise as she desperately tries to mask her own growing fear scent.

william | @Spooky_Sus_Bean // shatterpaw | @LostSoldier // willowwisp | @FrostyGalaxy

[Goopysharkboi]

William then stepped out of the shadows. "Hello, small one. I believe you know my sister, who currently refers to herself as Sootpelt? She is defending a kit I have been meaning to hunt down and dispose of for wronging me and my owner for a while." He purred in his deep voice. "My apologies if my scent frightened you." He seemed surprisingly quiet and not angry at the current time. @LostSoldier , @spookywynds , @FrostyGalaxy

Suddenly, Sootpelt pounced on William. "WILLIAM! LEAVE TANSYPAW ALONE!" she seemed annoyed with William. "This is the third intrusion this week.." She grumbled as William fled. "I am so sorry about him, he can be very rude but he's been killing kits. Fortunately, charredkit knows a thing or two that may help as he is currently being targeted by william." She seemed worried.

[Spartan-117]

@Spooky_Sus_Bean | @spookywynds | @FrostyGalaxy

Shatterpaw smells another cat and he frowns. He frowns and his eyes narrow as he turns to Tansypaw. He does not know if she is able to fight - but he is. Jayfeather has made sure of that, thankfully. With a frown, he speaks. "Show yourself or remain a coward." He mews when he scents another nearby cat - a cat not in RiverClan. He frowns again and looks at his clanmates when nocat comes out of the darkness and the bush. how disappointing. he thinks with a frown as he turns back to the bushes and searches for the cat he scents.

[Goopysharkboi]

Originally Posted by LostSoldier

@Spooky_Sus_Bean | @spookywynds | @FrostyGalaxy

Shatterpaw smells another cat and he frowns. He frowns and his eyes narrow as he turns to Tansypaw. He does not know if she is able to fight - but he is. Jayfeather has made sure of that, thankfully. With a frown, he speaks. "Show yourself or remain a coward." He mews when he scents another nearby cat - a cat not in RiverClan. He frowns again and looks at his clanmates when nocat comes out of the darkness and the bush. how disappointing. he thinks with a frown as he turns back to the bushes and searches for the cat he scents.

Sootpelt chased her brother away- William hopefully wouldn't return.

[Neptune.]

*-Willowwisp-*
she/her || 28moons || Herbal Knowledge T1
A black stripped tabby with blue/grey eyes and an oriental build. She wears a lavender sprig on her ear.

Oh, great StarClan, that was frightening... Willowwisp hadn't the chance to react once she'd smelt the strange cat, and then, out of nowhere, he'd shown himself and almost immediately gotten chased off by Sootpelt... And Willow had done nothing. Some excuse for a warrior she was.

[B]"Is everyone alright..?"[/I] She asks nervously, glancing between Tansypaw, Shatterpaw and the newly present Sootpelt.

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[ tansy - @spookywynds || shatter - @LostSoldier || soot/william - @Spooky_Sus_Bean ]

[redshiftreign]

 

you’re nobody ‘till somebody wants you dead.

purrks: agatha kitty, mind reader (always active)

[ @Silverfur & Co [featherspirit], @Dust [cherryswirl]

rushwater wasn’t one to miss patrols- he’d sooner bite his own tongue than purposely be late to his responsibilities, but yesterday was spent hard at work hunting and surveying the territory. perhaps he’d overdone it, lean muscle tense under his pelt as he slipped out of the camp and trotted after cherryswirl and featherspirit.

rushwater had to admit, he needed to tone it down a bit- recently, the idea of stagnating set a feeling in his stomach that disturbed him more than any ghost story or battle could. it twisted in his chest like dread, making his pulse thunder in his ears and his breath steel away. stagnation- stillness- idleness. it was death, horrible and innevitable. if that was so, then he’d stay moving. rushwater would push forwards, and he’d make sure everything he needed to get done would be done.

today, that included a herb patrol.

rushwater caught up with cherryswirl and featherspirit, “‘ello cherryswirl,” he turned and nodded to the other as he fell into stride with them. “‘ello featherspirit, glad i caught up in time. my apologies, i’ve got no excuse, just overslept.” he said, with a slight hum. honesty was the best policy, he figured.

“beautiful day, isn’t it? last one we’ll see for a while with leadfall settling in,” he knew soon winter would come to burry autumn’s warmth, and though he’d mourn the death of heat like kin, he’d move on and embrace winter’s bittersweet chill. “cobwebs and moss, was it?” his ear flicked as he glanced up at the sky thoughtfully.

after a moment and confirmation the tom broke from the group and scooped up a nicely shaped stick he’d almost missed. it’d be quite well to swirl a cobweb around, of course, he had plans to rinse it in the river once they grew close so it wasn’t quite as filthy. he assumed moss would begin frosting over soon as the warm days wained, so this’d be one of the last chances to get healthy and lush moss for the medicine den. surely, the medicine cats wouldn’t send them out for herbs that were out of season, so at the least there’d be some around here.

[finally done with asvab and psat stuff! expect more timely replies.]

[c1nder]

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　 KoiViolet - Female She/Her - pale orange and light gray splotched molly with light-blue eyes. Purrks - The Collector - Herbal Knowledge t1 - Chamomile, Goldenrod, Borage ˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

Tired of waiting for Winterpaw, KoiViolet led Ottersplash into the territory. "So, uh y'on't know what Borage an' Chamomile look like, d'ya?" Half questioning if that was indeed the truth, she continued. "Well Borage is a star-shaped flower Yknow wha' a star shape is, righ'? N' the flowers can be blue o' pink. Chamomile on the other 'and, looks a little like a daisy, but Chamomile 'as one layer o' petals. Shoul' be easy 'nough to spot." And after explaining what the two looked like, she trotted off, looking for her precious herbs. "Oh 'nd make sure to bring the 'ntire Borage plant! Even the roots!"

Koiviolet rolled a 13 (Success *DC is 5 because she has Collector*) and a 2 (Goldenrod ueue)

Instead of the Blue Blooms, Chamomile, and Red flowers she was looking for, she found a tall yellow plant, Goldenrod. It had to have been goldenrod of all things? In any case, she plucked the many small flowers with a few leaves, that should be enough for a while.

● +2 Goldenrod! Storage: 2/8●

- @Spooky Snowyfeathr

[Sonwytheafr]

Ottersplash

(idk how to do this . . guide me . .)

Ottersplash mumbled something under her breath, clearly not have heard Koiviolet. Oh, hm?" She grunted, looking up at her patrolmate. "Did you say somesing?"
@haunted peach

[Silverfur & Co]

Originally Posted by redshiftreign

 

you’re nobody ‘till somebody wants you dead.

purrks: agatha kitty, mind reader (always active)

[ @Silverfur & Co [featherspirit], @Dust [cherryswirl]

rushwater wasn’t one to miss patrols- he’d sooner bite his own tongue than purposely be late to his responsibilities, but yesterday was spent hard at work hunting and surveying the territory. perhaps he’d overdone it, lean muscle tense under his pelt as he slipped out of the camp and trotted after cherryswirl and featherspirit.

rushwater had to admit, he needed to tone it down a bit- recently, the idea of stagnating set a feeling in his stomach that disturbed him more than any ghost story or battle could. it twisted in his chest like dread, making his pulse thunder in his ears and his breath steel away. stagnation- stillness- idleness. it was death, horrible and innevitable. if that was so, then he’d stay moving. rushwater would push forwards, and he’d make sure everything he needed to get done would be done.

today, that included a herb patrol.

rushwater caught up with cherryswirl and featherspirit, “‘ello cherryswirl,” he turned and nodded to the other as he fell into stride with them. “‘ello featherspirit, glad i caught up in time. my apologies, i’ve got no excuse, just overslept.” he said, with a slight hum. honesty was the best policy, he figured.

“beautiful day, isn’t it? last one we’ll see for a while with leadfall settling in,” he knew soon winter would come to burry autumn’s warmth, and though he’d mourn the death of heat like kin, he’d move on and embrace winter’s bittersweet chill. “cobwebs and moss, was it?” his ear flicked as he glanced up at the sky thoughtfully.

after a moment and confirmation the tom broke from the group and scooped up a nicely shaped stick he’d almost missed. it’d be quite well to swirl a cobweb around, of course, he had plans to rinse it in the river once they grew close so it wasn’t quite as filthy. he assumed moss would begin frosting over soon as the warm days wained, so this’d be one of the last chances to get healthy and lush moss for the medicine den. surely, the medicine cats wouldn’t send them out for herbs that were out of season, so at the least there’d be some around here.

[finally done with asvab and psat stuff! expect more timely replies.]

Featherspirit nodded hello as rushwater showed up her brown black tiger pelt with white socks not so easy to miss. She was already gathering cobwebs off and on as they walked. As well as grabbing mint with her tail carefully.

[Dust]

"Not a problem at all, Rushwater! Good to see ya!" Cherryswirl greeted the other warrior with a respectful nod and wide smile, eyes shining happily as the patrol was finally fulfilled in numbers. "Cobwebs, moss, and sticks!" The warrior confirmed, nosing around herself for a brief moment.

"Let's hope if doesn't start getting too cold too fast... All the moss in camp will dry up. I mean.. I know I'm one of them, but once everyone starts sleeping on that crusty moss you'll see that morning grumpiness rise." This was the time of year when bundle sleeping became the norm for Cherry. Not that her pelt wasn't thick enough, or she wasn't used to thirty-eight moons of cold by now... Sure, she would be grumpy - but she would be damned if she wasn't comfy! "It's been a little warmer this leaf-fall though, hasn't it? Won't complain one bit about it," The ginger tabby chortled, calling out loudly so her other patrol mates could hear her as she rambled on about nothing important. No cobwebs had caught her eye yet, and her pelt hadn't caught any by mistake either. She just hated going back empty-pawed though. Sticks, easy. Moss, easy. Golden eyes scanned the area around her, laying on the near-by Rushwater and Featherspirit. They seemed occupied in their search, so she made sure her voice was well-raised,

"I was thinking, by the way, that we could find a good amount of moss to bring back by the river. It should still be growing plenty on top the rocks around and by the water. Should we delegate who carries what? Sticks should be easy to carry, and if we find any cobwebs, we can wrap them on the sticks. That leaves two of us to carry back moss. You both go ahead and pick your fate - I'll take whatever is left!" Classic Cherry. Taking the left-over in favor of her clanmates being comfortable. And she felt damn good about it too.

[ @redshiftreign - Rushwater | @Silverfur & Co - Featherspirit, Make sure to mention both Red & I so I can see when you reply ]