Sunkissed Creek

[Ian]

Well, it appeared that Foxpaw and Dirtfur hadn't followed her after all, or they had fallen behind. Whatever, she would hunt by herself, and if they caught up in time then hopefully they would be able to catch something before she was done. Shiningskies shook out her pelt and began to creep along the edge of the creek, her ears perked for any sounds of prey that might have been looking for a drink. Aspenstar... if you're watching me now then I hope I've done the right thing. I hope you're happy up there too, and I still love you, I haven't forgotten.

@Pheasantflight @duskfire1

[carmen]

@NinjaBloss @duskfire1
Foxpaw liked trees. They were tall and big and got to look down on everyone righteously. That sounded great, but she wasn't that self-centered. She just liked the no-care way that they lived. But they were trees and trees weren't alive. She didn't like the idea of not being alive. Life was life and as much as she hated it sometimes, it wasn't something to be trifled with. Suddenly, blinking into focus, Foxpaw realized that she had stopped moving, giving Shiningskies a chance to get ahead of her. "I'm right behind you." She muttered the words as she caught up, silent and completely uninterested."Are we looking for specific prey? Or just hoping to catch something."

[duskfire1]

>> Dirtfoot <<

He followed his clanmates without question, padding silently behind when he raised his head, sniffing the air. Mmm, mouse? He thought, wondering if he should see what the scent was. Realizing he was behind, he hurried forward, gaping slightly in amazement at the forest around him. He loved it, he loved it a lot. He knows he belongs in ThunderClan, no other clan would fit him. I know it. He thought proudly, stopping quickly behind Foxpaw, who seemed uninterested in the patrol. He gazed around, an ear angled towards Foxpaw as she addressed Shiningskies, who seemed to be already searching for a meal. Not having any interest to hear what Shiningskies had to say, he slowly padded forward, his eyes darting around for prey, his ears perked and tail stiff. Trailing closer, he stopped. Vole. His eyes narrowed as he heard a scuff in the bushes. He turned and realized that he couldn't see his clanmates anymore. Oh well. I have a nose. He thought, lowering down, tail slightly above the prickly leaves and undergrowth below him as he crept forward, finally seeing it. As expected, it was small, and brown. Small and brown. Quite cute, but cute can feed the clan. He stopped, unsheathing his claws and opening his maw slightly, letting the scent flood his mouth. The vole was oblivious to the large cat that was going to take it's life as it scurried about, nibbling on sticks and leaves as it passed. It was no match for Dirtfoot as he leaped forward, landing neatly on the mouse-like animal as he gave it a quick killing bite. Satisfied, he took it in his jaws, and sniffed the air. Though his nose was filled with the scent of vole, he was able to detect his own scent and follow it back to his clanmates.

On his way back, he managed a blue jay. A scrawny one, but hey, it was food. He hadn't realized how far he had gone for the vole until his clanmates finally came into view again. Picking up the pace, he hurried over, dropping his prey without a word, then turned to the forest again. No harm in catching more, right? He bounded away once again, a different direction than the vole trail, with the hope of pleasing Shiningskies and Foxpaw. If he could catch a sufficient amount of food, then maybe, just maybe, he could prove himself to his clanmates. He thought of almost everyone as a great cat, someone to be admired, even the kits. Soon to be strong warriors, and currently strong warriors, who cares! Everyone deserves respect at some extent. So young! I wish I was young. Well, I am, but not kit-young. It was a priority to him to prove himself. It has been since he was an apprentice.


[ @Pheasantflight @NinjaBloss ]

[Shade.]

@Brightlight @duskfire1 @Mistletoe

[i hope you don't mind me starting the patrol.]

Rosepaw's first herb patrol, first duty as a medicine cat. It would have been great and exciting except:
A. This is Rose we're talking about, she knew something would go wrong.
B. She'd just cancelled a meeting with her siblings after one of them had a meltdown.
There were small beads of tears in her eyes as she headed out to Sunkissed Creek with her patrol. But she knew she needed to get it together. She'd removed the splinter from her paw but now it hurt. But she needed to keep going. She stopped to remind everyone what they were looking for.

"Ok, a little reminder as to what we need: Tansy and Marigold, aka the yellow flower bunched and the single yellow flowers. Catmint is purple but you'll most likely find it by the alluring smell. Don't eat it though, it'll make you woozy and silly. Honey might be harder to get since we'll have to deal with bees. Oh, and this one's from me: I need chamomile, it calms cats down and I think we all need a bit of that. This one isn't a priority but if you spot any near the creek, they look like daisies but their leaves are rounder, bring them over. Is...Is it all good?" she asked awkwardly.

[Brightlight]

@Shade. @duskfire1 @Mistletoe

(I don’t mind at all!)

—Clearlight—

The tabby queen quietly followed behind the new medicine cat apprentice, cautiously making observations about her. Clearlight didn’t like making assumptions about other cats, but she found it was always useful to just make some unbiased notes, and hold on to them. Only lightly, in case she was wrong. And what Clearlight found about this cat was that she seemed to be upset about something. The queen suspected it had something to do with her siblings, maybe the endearingly loud one who had been so excited about Rosepaw’s promotion. Clearlight wondered about how the dynamic would be between her own kits.

She listened carefully as Rosepaw described the herbs they were looking for again, and gave a comforting smile when the other cat finished speaking. “That’s very helpful, Rosepaw, thank you.” She meowed warmly. Clearlight hadn’t had much interactions with apprentices before, but Rosepaw’s descriptions had truly been helpful. She just hoped the other cat could see that it helped her, slightly forgetful her. Alright, now she just had to look for yellow flowers. Clearlight padded off, sharp eyes scanning for any bright flashes of yellow. She was sure she’d seen at least one flower that fit that description here before…now all she had to do was find it.

[duskfire1]

Dirtfoot

He stopped, nodding seriously as Rosepaw described what they were hunting for. "Okay. All good." He meowed in the most respectable voice as he could before looping off, sniffing for herbs. Wait, Dirtfoot you idiot, you don't know what they smell like! He stopped, hesitantly considering his minds words. Okay, I'll use my eyes. He thought, proud of his turn around.

He stood there for a good minute, forgetting what he was looking for as he daydreamed. Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun... I like sun. Flowers, pretty... He thought woozily as he stood, his eyelids flitting up and down as he thought of everything he wasn't supposed to. HERBS! He stopped, narrowing his eyes as he set his mind on marigold. Are those the single yellow flowers, or the bunch of 'em? Eh. He strode off, hunting yellow flowers, of any sort, and just hoping none of them were dandelions.

His tan fur was fluffed out as he stood atop of a hill, bathed in flowers, and sadly, none of which were yellow. He sniffed the air, a sharp, cool, yet free scent caught his attention, recognizing it as water. Rushing down, he spotted it, a small stream, which later grew wider with more rocks and flowers. Flowers! He forgot his goal to get a drink as he sniffed a bound of small, white flowers. Kinda look like daises... He thought, his interest picking up on them. Poking them with his paw, he realized that they might be chamomile. Hoping they were of use, he carefully bunched them in his jaws, and pulled, hearing the many snaps! as they all were released from their earthly bond.

Okay! Now yellow flowers, or, maybe not. Maybe yes? I'll just wander. He thought, interest buzzing in his head as he strode towards his previous hill, attention caught of every passing flower, making it difficult for him to actually reach the top, the scent of chamomile flooding his nose.



[ @Brightlight @Mistletoe & @Shade. ]
(i don't mind! i would have forgotten about if you didn't lolz)

[Mistletoe]

@Shade. @Brightlight @DuskFire

[So sorry for the late response! It’s been a crazy week. No worries on starting the patrol!]

~Mallardstep~

The black tom padded up behind the others. He tried to picture the flowers as Rosepaw mentioned them. Vague memories of them popped in his head. Yes I think I saw those in the medicine cat den. How long ago would that have been? As his thoughts trailed away he shook his head slightly to bring them back. This was important.

“Thanks.” He meowed, his voice gruff as usual. He dipped his head slightly, to the younger molly. He supposed that’s what they had done for Icicleripple. Right? He couldn’t really remember. Oh well better to have done to do it then not. With a flick of his tail he went to go search.

There sure aren’t many flowers here. As he thought this he scolded himself. Obviously, it was leaf-bare there weren’t supposed to be any flowers here. He hoped the others were having more luck. The warriors probably should have looked for herbs regardless of whether or not there was a medicine cat. It would be nearly impossible to find some now. Just another reason that our clan is failing. He thought with a slight sigh.

[Shade.]

@Brightlight @duskfire1 @Mistletoe

Rosepaw was now on her own quest for plants. Exploring the cold territory around here, she made her way to a sudden flash of yellow. Now, was that tansy or marigold. Ah, tansy. She grabbed it carefully in her maw and pulled it out of the cold earth. It was quite strong cold earth, mind you, and Rosepaw fell on her rump.

Now, maybe something grew close to the creek...Rosepaw walked over to the frozen stream, straining her eyes and nose until she felt a whiff of a lovely scent she identified as catmint. She quickly followed it, only to find she'd stepped onto the ice and slipped. Now her tailbone hurt twice as much. Ouch.

With some awkward limping on the ice Rosepaw reached the lovely catmint, plucking it with effort. Hopefully it's intoxicating smell wouldn't distract her.

[Brightlight]

@Shade. @duskfire1 @Mistletoe

--Clearlight--

Weaving around a tree, Clearlight's sharp eyes caught sight of a flash of yellow. Her excitement rose. Could it be? Was that marigolds? Or tansy? Heart in her mouth, Clearlight padded over, only to find it was a lone daisy, leaves fluttering in the wind. She sighed. Did daisies have any medicinal properties? She didn't know, but decided to pluck it just in case. Gently carrying the daisy in her mouth, Clearlight padded along the more grassy areas of the Sunkissed Creek, hoping to find even one marigold flower. Just one would suffice.

Suddenly, an annoying fly flew past her ear, twisting and turning around her head like the pest it was. Clearlight flicked her ears, irritated. That yellow striped, good for nothing- wait. Clearlight watched as the fly landed on a flower, narrowing her eyes. No. That wasn't a fly. It was a bee. Her eyes widened now, pulse racing. The bee lived on and Clearlight quickly followed behind it. Where there was a bee, there was a hive. All she had to do was find it.

[Brightlight]

@Shade. @duskfire1 @Mistletoe

--Clearlight--

The queen followed the bee patiently. She hadn't even realized how long this would take. She thought it'd be faster, but it seemed that this would take longer than she'd expected. The bee buzzed quietly around, searching for a few flowers. By following the buzzing thing, Clearlight was able to find another daisy. She wasn't sure if they really had any medicinal values, but hey, if they didn't at least they were pretty. The buzzing from the bee seemed to be getting louder now. Clearlight sighed quietly, in annoyance.

Until she realized what the louder buzzing meant. Eyes wide, Clearlight poked the her around the tree. Yes. YES! A hive, hidden in the hollow of a tree! Excited, Clearlight committed the sight and location to memory before racing back as fast as her paws could carry her, waving her tail in the air. "Rosepaw, Mallardstep, Dirtfoot, come fast, I found a bee hive!" She called out. Clearlight needed the other two if she ever was going to get any honey.