Brownpaw stood in front of a collapsed, overgrown... twoleg nest?, along with Moonmeadow and Bubblebunny. It reminded her of the way wet logs looked, ones that were decaying and covered in moss. She wondered what the wood felt like- soft? Or coarse and rough?
Long grasses surrounded the abandoned nest, and Brownpaw looked around for any flowers among them. Daisy and mallow. She spotted some small, white blossoms against one of the walls- could that be what they were looking for? Absentmindedly and drawn by the promise of interesting plants, Brownpaw began to drift over, before realizing Moonmeadow had asked her a question.
"Oh, um... no, I haven't yet. I haven't been to most of the territory, actually." Wanting to direct the two warriors' attention to her finding, the apprentice then gestured with her paw to the clump of flowers she had spotted. "Is that what Mossfreckle asked for? Daises and mallow are white, right? Though maybe they grow in other colors, too. I know some flowers do that!"
Fireflyflicker AFAB - She / Her
ShadowClan Warrior
No Current Purrks
Twenty-Three Moons
A thick-furred, dappled pale-ginger-and-white Bengal she-cat with amber eyes.
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Fireflyflicker had been hunting near Morning Ruins when she caught the scent of ShadowClan's Medicine Cat, Lostspark - formerly Larkfire. The thick-furred warrior quickly buried her earlier catches - a blackbird and a starling - and headed over towards Lostspark.
[ + 1 Blackbird, Starling ]
''Lostspark?'' Fireflyflicker called as she padded over, tilting her head to the side slightly. She could feel the waves of anger and annoyance pulsing off of the medicine cat, and the pale-ginger warrior reared back slightly in surprise. Lostspark was usually calm, never easy to be angered by a single warrior. ''Is....Is everything alright..?''
Fireflyflicker's voice stuttered slightly, still shocked at seeing Lostspark so....so ticked off.
Annoyed gaze flitting over her shoulder as a bengal cat approached her, Lostspark pursed her lips. "No, everything is not alright, but thank you for actually contributing towards the Clan." A nod to the warrior's two catches. "I'm heading over to Shadow's Break, next, if you were wishing to accompany me." With that, the Medicine Cat wandered off without bothering to wait.
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❝ Leaving them feeling betrayed.
Breaking the bonds that you've made. ❞
Annoyed gaze flitting over her shoulder as a bengal cat approached her, Lostspark pursed her lips. "No, everything is not alright, but thank you for actually contributing towards the Clan." A nod to the warrior's two catches. "I'm heading over to Shadow's Break, next, if you were wishing to accompany me." With that, the Medicine Cat wandered off without bothering to wait.
[ short bc im in english ]
Fireflyflicker nodded and followed the medicine cat.
[Closed]
With the impending warning from Grandfather mixed with the second warning from Mossfreckle, Dawnstar felt like it was time to make some preparations. The land will shake with the roots uprising, and the cover of shadows will be stolen away... She stll wasn't dead certain what that meant, but she hasn't been in charge of ShadowClan for moons on end by being stupid. Something was going to happen to ShadowClan's territory. Dawnstar didn't know when or where, whether it would be the whole territory or just a chunk, but she needed to make sure her clan had somewhere to remain if worse came to worst.
So now that she could leave Mistlewhisker at home to mind the clan, Dawnstar could spend a little extra time exploring outside of the camp. The first thing she did was head to the Mourning Ruins. She'd been eager to move the clan for some time now, ever since Twolegs started mess with their territory and an increase of cats getting kidnapped happened. Near the Mourning Ruins there was a rocky path that led up to another ledge and deeper into the forest.
Dawnstar's never bother exploring it because it was outside of their territory. Now she had a reason to explore it. So on careful, nimble paws, Dawnstar moved along the uneven path, finding it no worst than the stone path in the ravine. The rocks were unstable thought, dirt and small chunks of stone rolled down behind her and the path was narrow, most likely theyd have to take one cat at a time or form a line.
She reached the top without breaking an ankle, and wrinkled her nose. The evergreen forest sprawls in a rolling green carpet as far as she could see. The lack of ShadowClan scent had her antsy, but she fought the urge to mark. Alright, well this was probably going to take all the day, time to explore.
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Moonmeadow listened to the apprentice’s words about not having been to the Mourning Ruins yet and though that was a tiny bit worrying it wasn’t anything too bad, it hasn’t been too long since Brownpaw started her training, right? The moons were starting to blur on her so perhaps it was a bit more worrying but it was probably fine and so the enforcer let it go. As the apprentice pointed out some flowers the enforcer padded over and inspected the plants and Bubblebunny came to a similar conclusion. Moonmeadow nodded happily and purred to the apprentice, “Nice eyes, Brownpaw!”
Now then for Moonmeadow to find something to bring in, [ D20: 20 | Critical Success :0 ] the scent immediately brought on something that smelled something similar to what the mallow smelt like and the enforcer found the trial easy enough to follow. A few tail lengths away, they came on the clump of mallow and grinned as they bent down to nip some from the base to carry back to camp. Though they would like to bring in more daisies as well and not straight mallow. Daisies are easy enough to find based on the medicine cat’s description of them. Well scent was no longer an option really as the mallow they were carrying would cover everything else up but it was worth a shot. [ D20: 2 | Fail ] Like they thought nothing made it past the scent of the mallow in their jaws. With a small shake of their head themself, Moonmeadow padded back to Bubblebunny and Brownpaw.
The enforcer placed the mallow at their paws and looked up to the warrior and apprentice, “I found some mallow, so I think we should focus on getting some daisies and then head back, if that’s fine with you folks.” Moonmeadow spoke happily, cheerfully and pleased with how the patrol was going thus far. Though they may want to hurry for the last few as it’s already been some time and she didn’t want to report in any late.
Brownpaw beamed at Moonmeadow's praise, looking quite happy she had managed to help. Bubblebunny had quickly gone and picked the flowers she spotted, while Moonmeadow tracked down some mallow of her own as well... Now all they needed to find were daisies!
Brownpaw began trotting around the clearing, not straying too far away from the warriors, but looking behind rocks and stumps and in the long patches of grass. If Brownpaw was a daisy, where would she be growing? Probably somewhere sunny and warm, where she could become a nice flower.
(brownpaw rolled a 12!)
Brownpaw began looking in the parts of the ruins with the most sun, until she stumbled across a clump of pretty, tall white flowers. Daisies? Yay!! "I found some!", she called to Moonmeadow and Bubblebunny, carefully nipping the stalks and carrying as much as she could in her mouth. Tasted... leafy! Brownpaw didn't think she could talk now, but that was okay. She didn't need to, probably!
Brownpaw once more went above and beyond and found a full bushel full of daisies in one go and the shadowy enforcer gave her a pleased purr. That was just about it then, yes? They had daisies and mallow though Moonmeadow could probably carry more with her very likely. Thought it starting to get a bit late so they should start heading back now to avoid being called late. Moonmeadow wasn’t the kind of cat to be late, at least, not for patrols. So she set down her herbs again and motioned for the warrior and apprentice to follow after them, “I’ll grab some more on the way back but let’s get going back to camp.” The enforcer informed before picking up the plants and leading the way back to camp. Along the way she focused on the scents around them and continued looking for more mallow or daisies. While the enforcer doesn’t have as much a knack for finding the plants like Brownpaw, Moonmeadow did manage to find a couple more daisies and another mallow for the total. What a patrol!
Hillstrider
ShadowClan
he/him | 20 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes]
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[Hazelstripe - @Dark ] [Nightshade - @poppy]
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Hillstrider felt rather… scrutinized as the two she-cats he was assigned to strolled up to him. Despite the nervous shiver running down his spine—why did he feel like he was in danger?—the tom put on a big grin that shone brighter than the sun. “Okie dokie, my dudes! Er, ladies??” He cringed, shaking his head. “Uh, let’s rock and roll.” Stars, why did he feel like such an idiot??
Heading to the Mourning Ruins, Hillstrider allowed himself to relax into the serenity of the forest. Despite his bulky form, Hillstrider moved fluidly and easily, completely unbothered by the roadblocks and setbacks the chaotic forest floor might provide. Mud? No big deal. Walk right on through, or around if possible. Big log? Easy-peasy! Up and over.
The ruins themselves were bleary and grey, but as Hillstrider padded near its crumbling walls, sunlight shone through and lit his pelt into molten gold sunshine. For a moment, he looked like a handsome messenger of the heavens, ready to give the two she-cats great news. Then he spoke and ruined everything.
“Alright my dudettes.” So eloquent. “Mossfreckle wants tormentil, watermint, and comfrey. I think I can see some tormentil already, by the wall there.” His attention drifted to the ashen planks and the cheery yellow flowers with a rather frightening name waving in the breeze. “Meet back here when we’re done, yeah?” Hillstrider gave Hazelstripe and Nightshade his signature big grin before padding over to the tormentil cluster and plucking a few of the largest stalks while leaving the younger growth for future patrols.
One thing that Hazelstripe noticed was that this “Hilly” was an odd character. He talked a lot and had the tact of an owl in a mouse nest, but… he was charming enough she guessed. The only reason she even bothered entertaining the tom was one: he was annoyingly handsome and she simply could not deny that, and two: her precious Mossy seemed to have some sort of fascination with him which meant if she got close to him, there’d be a decent chance that Mossfreckle would be closer to accepting her. Or at least, that was the slightly flawed thought process.
Despite her idea that he was an absolute airhead, Hillstrider walked with confidence through their surroundings, seemingly unbothered by any pathblocks that were in their way. She herself had a bit of a harder time navigating their path, so the orange tom’s confidence was admirable.
Hillsttrider had an unbelievably crass and imperfect way of speaking that irked her last nerves, but at the very least he was doing what they were out here to do – which was fine the herbs Mossfreckle requested. When the suggestion to split up to cover more ground was given, Hazelstripe gave a stiff nod before sending a sideways glance to Nightshade as the tom traveled out of ear-shot. ”Odd-ball, isn’t he?” The tricolor tabby asked in a hushed tone with a hint of disdain in her voice before adding ”Imperfect and rough around the edges.”
With a shake of her head, the older she-cat leaned in an attempt to nuzzle Nightshade before padding away, lingering a moment in case the dark-furred warrior wanted to follow. Her dearest Mossy had wanted a few herbs, and she figured she could hunt down the comfrey. She couldn’t remember it’s use (she’d bother the tom about it later), but she was certain that among the herbs they were told to grab, it was super important.
Being as perfect as she was, it didn’t take her too long to find the herb in question. It grew on a bush looking thing, and was easy enough to distinguish from the miscellaneous other plants in the area. ”Ooh Mossy is going to be so proud of me ~” She mused to herself as she set about breaking off stems and collecting some of the herbs. Now then, she just needed to find some more of the other stuff and they could head back!
[ Comfrey +4 ]
[ @Mica @poppy I fear I had lost this]
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