Oh this time she suppressed her snickering, though just barely. Love did seem to blind cats, didn't it? Smokefern brushed against Mosstangle to try and reassure her. "It'll work out fine. Starclan knows I've managed, and you're far more outwardly friendly."
The gray and white molly padded along the border, eyes once again scanning for color. It had been a little while since she went hunting for herbs or flowers, but this shouldn't be too hard."It might be too early for the trees to be in full bloom, but there should be some already growing."
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Mosstangle tried to ignore her burning face as she continued looking. She just nodded at Smokefern's reassurances. She did appreciate it, though she still felt like she was being teased. Maybe she was, would that be so bad? Her heart still raced at the thought of Blackjaw and she needed to think about something else.
The wisteria. Where were they? "Oh, I really hope there is some in bloom. I'm sorry if this wasted your time." It was starting to feel like everything she had been doing was some comedy of errors meant for someone else's humor. After a little bit longer, and with the sun rising in the sky, Mosstangle paused. Her eyes scanned, but her tail started to drop as she debated on giving up. Maybe this was silly. Maybe there really wasn't any in bloom yet. Maybe she would have to find a different way to approach Blackjaw again...
"Wait, what's that?" Mosstangle that she spotted some pink among the willow branches. It was a tree right by the border marker, thankfully still on Thunderclan's side of the tree. She leaped forward to approach the tree. It was a bit close to the border for her liking, but at least she wasn't alone.
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"It wasn't like I was doing anything." Smokefern said. A partial lie, as she had been sleeping. What was sleep but doing nothing, though? This was a preferable way to stretch her legs as well. At Mosstangle's call, Smokefern padded over to the tree as directed. She let out a soft 'hm', before nodding. "Looks like it. So you want to take it, and I'll look for more? Just be careful you don't get a mouthful of the leaves."
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Mosstangle nodded, tail flicking as she looked up at the flowers. "Yes, that's perfect." She nodded to Smokefern and jumped up into the willow.
Of all the trees, willow was not a particularly easy one to navigate in. The branches tilted down the way the did made for difficult paw-holde towards the end of them. Mosstangle, however, would not be swayed from her task. Making it to a branch just below the flowers, she lifted up onto her hind legs to get as high as possible so she could pull as many flowers down in one large chunk of wisteria as possible.
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Smokefern kept an eye on Mosstangle for several heartbeats, making sure the molly made it up the tree safely. It would be embarrassing having to explain to Sleepysunrise why the molly had fallen out of a tree. Seeing her carefully navigate the branches, the gray and white cat padded off to find some flowers for herself.
It was only a short distance away when she found a small patch of wisterias blooming. Gathering strength in her haunches, Smokefern leapt up into the neighboring tree. She took it slow, as she climbed less often than she probably should. As she got close, she chewed away at the branch, letting it fall below as it broke. A few of the pale petals fell off as it bounced on the floor, but it was a price to pay. With a sigh of relief, Smokefern dropped out of the ground, and scooped up the branch. She looked around for Mosstangle, to see her progress.
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Surprise, surprise, this task did not task good. Chewing the vines until Mosstangle could get a decent share of wisteria flowers to come off in one, big bunch wasn't terribly difficult, it was just a bit tedious. Finally, a nice bundle of wisteria vines, still naturally woven together, fell from the willow.
Mosstangle had meant to catch the flowers, but cutting and catching at the same time... well, she just didn't have the coordination for it. Fortunately, once her paws were back on the ground, she detected no real damage to the plant when inspected. Maybe she wouldn't know what to look for, it was still an unfamiliar plant, but hopefully it was good.
Mosstangle purred as she looked over at Smokefern. "I think this is enough. Do you need anything else while we're out here?" She asked the older she-cat.
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Smokefern looked Mosstangle up and down, checking her for injuries rather than the plants. Her fellow warrior seemed fine, though she did not know much about healing or injury diagnosis. Due to the branch in her mouth, her voice came out muffled as she said, "Not unless you planned to bring back some prey as well."
Was she teasing a bit too much with that idea? Maybe. The clan could always use some more prey, at least. Though knowing her luck, there was a good chance they would be send out on a hunting patrol not long after coming back. So maybe getting food as a sign of affection could stay as a joke.
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Mosstangle picked the bundle of vines and flowers up in her maw as she listened. She didn't think she could carry more if she wanted to. "Yeah," She said, words a bit muffled. "We can carry rabbits over our backs and stuff the flowers with mice." The tabby mumbled, whiskers twitching.
It would be nice to hunt and bring prey back to camp as well, but... well... she didn't even think about anything except Blackjaw. Another thing to add was that, Mosstangle hadn't really been going hunting outside of patrols since the fox incident... it just seemed better that way. She really wasn't trying to get messed up by predators.
"C'mon, let's get back to camp." Mosstangle purred.
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The molly nodded with a snort. That was fine with her. It even meant the flowers were less likely to get muddy or otherwise ruined, having to drop them for prey. With a swish of her tail, Smokefern turned to head back to camp.
( @namen_roodles -fine with moving it to camp or ending it here)
roachflares ears were perked pretty much to the maximum, following the usual path towards their border to windclan. they didnt particularly enjoy border patrols, too many opportunities for conversation. any cat would be happy to fill the often uncomfortable silence with chatter. he wasnt happy to be put on the spot, expected to answer. not when his voice shook and quivered at any opportunity.
instead, he kept mismatched eyes out for any windclanners or oddities.
bug could smell some windclanners though none actually joined the trees within their vision. a majority of the cats that had recently passed through this part of the territory mustve been their clanmates then. some of them very recent. roachflare stopped in their track to sniff some of the brush closest to the border before beginning to refresh their mark. if there were cats here recently they couldve at least done the honour of refreshing their border as well...
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