[Neptune.]

Wrenpaw
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24/100
8 moons || she/her || RiverClan Apprentice || Silver Tongue
medium furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes

Herbs, herbs, herbs. Daisies in grasp, Wrenpaw decides she should probably put her attention on the other target: yellowbells. Bell shaped yellow flowers. Hmm... As she's searching, Wrenpaw absently wonders what they're used for. Maybe fever? Infection? Tummy ache? She doesn't know, nor does she really, care all that much, but it's not like there's anything else to do other than think about that stuff.

[contesting rolls: 16, 14 - success]
"Oh, there's some," she mumbles around the daisies already in her jaw, trotting over to the little patch of them. Hm, no wonder they took a bit to find, they look a little wimpy... like they'd only just begun to bloom. Shrugging, the silver feline drops her burden and picks a couple of the most bloomed looking ones, deciding that she really can't carry anything else, and trots back over to where they'd initially all split up. She can wait here while everyone else finishes their collecting.

[ +2 yellowbells, 3 daisies ]
[ @starry // @SentimentalSquid // @Blazing ]