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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat apprentice

The journey to Herondive Hallow (Whispering Wetlands ?) was a quite one, Palepaw was as always was a walking ray of sunshine and for that Mossfreckle was thankful that is pushed the shadowy aura wafting off of Darkfall away from the starry minded medicine cat apprentice whose pelt has slowly began to prickle more and more with anxiety… why had Darkfall chosen him of all felines, chosen his ex-mates apprentice… the questions swirled in the confines of his mind, white tipped paws pressed into the thawing, chilled earth as the freckled oriental shaped feline allows thorn sharp claws to rake tiny trails into the soft earth of their changing surroundings - a visual representation of the figurative claws of insecurity that once again trailed down his tattered heart, leaving crimson rivers on their wake. The whisper soft tap, tap, tap of the trios paws echoed through the marshy forest territory, each carful paw step carrying them closer and closer to the Windclan border, each passing moment silent but somewhat comfortable if one ignored the tension that seemed to hang heavy in the air… if the herbalist reached out her white maw could he nip the threads away… or would he become tangled in a web of what was partially his own making. Diligent white paws carry him along and soon reaching their destination the trio pauses and the dark scared tom breaks the long held silent vigil that had fallen as if dictated simply but nature, no tones leaving theirs maws as if a silent resignation has been agreed on amongst the the warrior, apprentice, and medicine cat apprentice - curt words exited the large warriors mouth but Mossfreckle could not tell if he was meaning to come off as short of if he simply had more bubbling underneath his surface than either of the apprentices knew, but that was neither here nor there and oriental shaped ears simply perked and took in the patrol leaders tones.

The freckled oriental shaped herbalist hummed for a moment, white tipped feathery tail twitching deep in thought of the proposition… on one paw he wanted to get to know Darkfall better, he was Lostspark’s exmate and the father of birdie and the other sweet ones he had grown to love, on the other paw, however, it was not in his nature to simply let Palepaw out of sight this close to the border, it was not really the fact that she was an apprentice or that he did not trait her… no, it was because she was a good apprentice and Starclan knows that Shadowclan needed a good stock of good felines - like Dawnstar had said the current lot was leaving something to desire as of late. A moment later calm, thought out tons left Mossfreckle’s white muzzle, ”I say we stay together, he meowed community before tacking on, ”but if anyone has a stronger conviction we can follow that,” in the end he was quite easy to please… well, he preferred to avoid unneeded conflict and in the end grouping was a surface level concern, the patrol got done regardless, as much as he wants to speak with Darkfall - who even knew what about but the dark tom had to have a reasoning… or maybe his starry mind was simply connecting stars into constellations that did not exist - he much enjoyed the company of the sweet calico apprentice who truly was a little light in the shadows of his beloved clan.

{ @Dark ~ Darkfall } { @starry ~ Palepaw}

{ @silver. ~ moon/ wolfkit }
[ mittsss <3 if you want moss is open to moon too !! I know you have a plan with dark but when they are heading back or such :) ]

It seemed as though Palepaw was also not a huge fan of the slight muddiness of this border. Understandable, the stuff was disgusting, however, he had other things to focus on. The two cats accompanying him didn’t appear to have strong opinions either which way about how they wanted to handle the patrol, however, it seemed like the consensus was that they would remain together. Of course, he didn’t mind, it just meant that the patrol would take slightly longer than normal which was perfectly okay.

”Alright, let’s get going then.” The massive tom spoke, flicking his tail to signal to follow along with him. Generally, Darkfall would take this moment to enjoy the silence, but figured some small talk wouldn’t hurt. After all, he didn’t know either one of these cats all that well, so there wouldn’t be any harm in gleaning some new information about them. Turning briefly to where he assumed Palepaw to be, in between marking some spots he asked ”Have you been on a border patrol before?” He was sure that her mentor would’ve showed her the borders at some point in her training, however, he couldn’t recall if she’d actually been sent out on a formal patrol. After all, it was quite different – seeing the borders and then marking it and ensuring their were no trespassers.

Then, turning to Mossfreckle he squinted at the younger tom a bit. "Your training coming along well?" He asked. He was genuinely curious. He knew that Larkfire had dipped her paws in the training of a fair amount of apprentices while she was an Enforcer, but he wasn't sure how she'd handle teaching herbs. After all, the amount of time they had spent together during her tenure as a medicine cat, and then a full-fledged healer had been short and fleeting. Had he known that that was the beginning of the end, he would've made more of an effort to check and see how her progress was coming along, and if there was anything that had been bothering her at the time. Oh well, too late now he supposed. They weren't even really on talking terms, and he was doing absolutely everything he could to avoid interacting with her outside of handling their shared kits.

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ﾟ。 Mossfreckle (ShC)
　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ they/he ~ medicine cat apprentice

White tipped paws turned sepia as they padded through the moist, marshed earth of Whispering Wetland, the herbalist perked his oriental shaped ears towards the colossal, dark pelted tom as a questioned slipped from his maw… Mossfreckle doubted that Darkfall was truly asking for his regard but that was neither here nor there, the tom seemed to be taking his status as an unmated tom somewhat well, as well as someone who had utterly detached from the situation could… turning his mossy hues to meet the tom’s hallowed orbs the freckled oriental shaped feline offered a soft smile before he allowed his calm tones to slip conversationally from his white maw, ”My training is going well, in fact Lostspark has already taught me all she knows,” the next words he wanted to say caught a bit in his white throat as a tête-à-tête of emotions battled in his starry mind, in the end he allowed the words out anyway… he would not coddle the older tom, he had a right to be somber over his situation with Lostspark but in the end it wasn’t Mossfreckle’s job nor place to side step around Darkfall’s unaddressed emotional strife, ”She is a good molly and an amazing mentor, I hold Lostspark in high esteem and hope that she is proud of her choice in me… that she doesn’t see it in vain…” the herbalist’s calm tones trailed off and his pelt prickled with anxiety at the thought of what he had just revealed… stupid, stupid,stupid… the voices whispered harshly within the confines of his hazing darkening mind, insecurity leaving crimson rivers on his already tattered heart. Shaking his angular head the oriental shaped medicine cat apprentice stopped to mark the Windclan border before turning his mossy hues back to the sunny calico apprentice and the melancholic enforcer, large ears perked in their direction as he waited for the next order from Darkfall.

{ @Dark ~ Darkfall } { @starry ~ Palepaw }