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Blood has an Open Den policy. But he will be very grumpy.
Description of Blood's part of the den: You enter and hear a strong stench of old blood. You see this brown cat with red-brown stains on his fur, and he stinks of it. He's got a ruffled pelt and seems very focused on playing with a piece of prey, tearing out organs, and organizing them in line.
Plants of every type hang from the den wall, and others are stored in a corner near some water in a ditch covered with big leaves. Some are dried and some are fresh.
Please, mention us both when stepping inside. In this way, every cat will be present during the visits.
Start by rping with your cat coming into the den, and put into the spoiler this form completed so that we know how to proceed:
Quote:
Injuries:
Symptoms:
Complications:
Desired outcome:
Do you want us to roll a dice to decide the outcome/the process?
Roll a 20-sided dice three times per herb (keep in mind that, unless you have The Collector active, you can only take five items per trip, so you have to roll the dice maximum 5 times!!).
If you come up with one desired number, you obtain the desired herb during patrol. And so on.
During winter (The Harsh Season), the desired numbers are:
-Goldenrod: 1 to 5
-Sweetgrass: 1 to 4
-Sedge: 1 to 5
-Sweetfern: 1 to 5
-Sweetgale / Catkins: 1 to 10
-Golden Heather: 1 to 5
-Huckleberries / Sweet Berries: 1 to 10
-Bearberries: 1 to 10
-Lambkill / Deathflower: 1 to 10
During Spring the chances of finding herbs are:
-Goldenrod: 1 to 10
-Sweetgrass: 1 to 10
-Sedge: 1 to 15
-Sweetfern: 1 to 10
-Sweetgale / Catkins: 1 to 10
-Golden Heather: 1 to 10
-Huckleberries / Sweet Berries: 1 to 15
-Bearberries: 1 to 15
-Lambkill / Deathflower: 1 to 15
Warning Content: - Personally I am open to rping birth scenes and any other situation, but always remember to put a TW at the top of those posts!
- Blood is not scared to use poison, and will ask very ill patients if they want to take it to pass away faster.
Rook
Injuries: Fox bites on limbs and torso
Symptoms: scabs, not too bad
Complications: N/A
Desired outcome: Fully healed with scars left over @Wingnettle
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Last edited by crow.; January 21st, 2025 at 02:12 PM.
§------------------| ROOK |-----------------------§
He/Him • Trans- Masc • 26 Moons • Atari Claw
Purrks: Silver Tongue T1 • Killer Aptitude T1 • Bewitched
•24 Posts•
《"This is Checkmate."》
(underlined is Bewitched, regular is actual rook)
"No offense made Ares, but I believed that the meeting was to come first. My wounds are trophies, nothing more." Rook responded with a stern, even voice, the blood had now dried completely, scabbing, leaving only scabs from punctures as the show of his fight. The tom remained where he was until he was dismissed, tail flicking and as he was dismissed, he did in fact head for the healers den, giving Quiet Hail a small look.
"talk later?" He asked, sounding hopeful.
"Hello..? Anyone in here..? Ares told me to come here for my wounds-"
@Wingnettle
Blood
Atari healer
he/him | age unknown Chill of Death
Blood grumbled something under his breath, his grubby pelt all ruffled from sleep. He hated being awakened. "Hmpf, if you had come sooner maybe I'd have gotten some more sleep. But he knew he couldn't grumble too much since there hadn't been too many patients as of late.
He turned around and sat in his humid den, tail pouncing up and down in a small puddle. He winced at the cold feeling, but remained expressionless. "Now tell me all about it. Oh, right." He remembered now that he had an apprentice, and a lazy one if you asked him. "Camilla! Come here, now!"
If she didn't arrive in time, he would just begin without her. One healer in the Atari could be enough, right? But who knows how much time I still have...
He took then a quick gaze at Rook's injuries to assess them. They looked like someone had bitten flesh out of him. He knew already what to use, but did he have it in the herb pile?
Oh, a patient? Camilla's sensitive ears swivelled around as Rook entered the den, head titlted with subtle curiously. Her tail swished "Coming" she responded to Blood's beckonings, slinking over obediently. Though she had been less than dilligent in dealing with her duties as healer a fresh burst of determination powered through her.
Following her mentor's gaze, the amateur healer assessed the injuries. Scabs, bites. No doubt from a predator. Her trapper knowledge overpowered her medical expertise, though she hoped that she could assist in some use, why else would Blood have called her over? This would be a learning opportunity and she better absorb every bit of knowledge she could. Camilla stood by her mentor's side, ready for orders.
Blood
Atari healer
he/him | age unknown Chill of Death
"Alright guys." He cleared his throat, something that took at least half a minute to do, but he needed to raise his voice if he wanted to be heard. "Finally the Warm Weather is here. We definitely need to restock the herb pile, so I'm sending you on a little expedition to find what we need. I'd like to search for a bit of everything, so here are the instructions for ya." He walked one way and another as he talked, lashing his tail and gesturing with his ears to call every member.
"Let's start with this one." He dropped a bundle of little yellow flowers grouped in delicate clusters. "Goldenrod. Memorize its appearance and search for it, especially where the sun hits the earth. Camilla." He called for her, deciding she should join the expedition and learn where to find the plants. "Go with them. Lead them." He ordered.
@SSakii @Morrigan
"You three. You'll search for Sweetgrass, which is a plant with long, green leaves. Look for two things: red color in the base, and a very sweet scent. I don't have one to show you now, but you'll find it mostly at the peak of mountains and cliffs." @flowsie @ollie_the_skeleton @Beaan
He took now a single plant with long, thin green leaves, small flowers at the top and characteristic white roots. "Come here." He called for them, inviting them over with a movement of his tail. "This is Sedge. Memorize it, search for it near water."
@Streamtail @Katietheferalwolfchild @Diamondfur
"Now Sweetfern. I have none right now, but it's easy to spot and recognize. It's a shrub similar to ferns, with many thin leaves along its stem. You'll find it in sandy grounds under the action of the full sun. It gives off a pleasant smell when crushed." @Sn0wDr0p @moxie_the_slime @King Fritz
He called other three cats from the clearing. "You three. Sweetgale is easy to identify. It's a low shrub with these wide, glossy leaves that have a nice fragrance to them. It should be the season of its fruits, so if you find these little brown seeds that look like closed pinecones - that's it. They're catkins." Again, he had nothing to show them. He had to hope for the best. @Luna16 @Mistic_Prune @Galadrial#Me
"Now I'll need Heather, too. It forms this nice "moss mat", as I like to call it, where soft, little shrubs grow in clusters. Difficult to miss it, if you watch your paws closely." This one would be easy, he thought. @jay @Streamtail @Silvershadow13
"Other three, quick! I'll need huckleberries, too. Listen well." He instructed patiently. "They are big shrubs with tiny leaves and blackberries. And for God's sake, don't eat the berries. I need them!" He commented grumpily, dismissing them with a flick of his tail. @Brightpetal @Dizerel @Myling
"And finally, Bearberries. They are very little and soft, like big moss mats with glossy, tiny leaves. They have these bright red berries that I need. You'll find them near sandy beaches and rocky slopes, but be careful not to slip and die." No, he wasn't joking. He had no time for this. @Idiotic.Bean101 @Reflex @FANNIBAL
Before returning to his den, a reminder struck him. "Wait!" He called them hurriedly, his pelt suddenly even messier from the thought. "There's a plant I'm not asking you to bring me. Do NOT touch it. They are shrubs with bright, tiny pink flowers. But since flowers are not ever-standing, I kindly ask all of you to refrain from chewing and ingesting any plant. Just try to pick them up without dying, alright?" "...Ok, now go!" He ordered them hurriedly, without glancing one last time at them before slipping through his dark den entrance. He had work to do, damn!
Wait. He turned back for a last, quick reminder. "...Oh, and everyone who does not do their job will be denied medical care until I decide they are redeemed and fit again to be taken care of. Have a good day, my mates." He smiled innocently, before vanishing again in the darkness.
(If I made any mistake, please let me know! You have until 25th April to complete the patrol! No minimum posts required, but members who do not show up will be punished lightly!) @Rowan
Quiet Hail looked up at Blood and stepped forward, nodding in acknowledgement. She may be a 'mere' keeper, but she'd do what she must for her tribe. She looked around for the other cats Blood had identified, waiting for them to be ready to go.
Camilla wandered over obediently as Blood summoned the Atari for the very important task of restocking the herb store. As her teacher ordered she studied the delicate sunshine flowers laid at her paws. Goldenrod. Seemed easy enough to find. "Alright." she hummed briefly before turning on her heels to set off to find the herbs. Flicking her tail to beckon whoever she was leading.
Camilla wandered over obediently as Blood summoned the Atari for the very important task of restocking the herb store. As her teacher ordered she studied the delicate sunshine flowers laid at her paws. Goldenrod. Seemed easy enough to find. "Alright." she hummed briefly before turning on her heels to set off to find the herbs. Flicking her tail to beckon whoever she was leading.
[The completion of this herb patrol is in reference to This thread, and the dice rolls used to determine the herb count can be seen Here in the discord server. Additional rolls were permitted due to no one else being available for the patrol, and Lightning spending additional time to look for herbs to make up for that]
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Late on the same day that the herb patrols were ordered, far later than anyone else returning, a single cat walked back into the camp. Mouth stuffed with a bundle of stems, each one having a cluster of berries. Making his way towards the healer's den, slowly but surely.
It was obvious from the way he walked that he was in pain. He looked like he had been dragged through a series of bushes by a badger. There was a slight limp in his gait, a hesitation before every step. Grass, leaves, and plant debris were scattered through his fur that he was too tired to clean. His paws were filthy, needed a thorough cleaning. Several of his claws were torn, bleeding around the edges, and his gums were actively dripping the same crimson essence, with miniscule amounts of his blood leaking onto the stems he was carrying.
His chest heaves as he finally makes it to the healer's den. Looking moments from collapsing as he walks in, leans his head down, and drops the bundle he was carrying. He takes only a single moment to draw in a breath. This short break, only a few seconds long, was all he needed. He wasn't about to admit defeat now. He had to show he was useful. His limit was far more than this. "There is more, I'll be right back." his voice low and tired as he turned and walked out of the den.
Disappearing from the camp again. Returning several minutes later with another bundle of berries. Looking no better than he did before. Entering the den again, dropping the next bundle down in the same spot. Yet still he wasn't done. One final time, he left, returning. It seems his exhaustion was really getting to him on that last trip, as berry juice was visibly flowing down the side of his mouth from accidentally biting too hard and letting his teeth pierce some of the berries.
In total, there were 14 little clusters of these Huckleberries that he found. It would have been 15, had he not been so careless. Straining just to remain standing, his head hanging low, not even having the energy to raise it. "I hope.... this is enough. I'm sorry that I broke a few of them. I'm sorry that I couldn't find...."
The last of his energy was spent. He collapsed to the side, right in the healer's den. Although there weren't any sort of fighting wounds on his body, he had pushed himself to such a point that he might as well be in the same condition of someone who got their pelt eviscerated in a fight.
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