[carmen]

starlingstreak

snakes and turtles, she had no idea what that was. starlingstreak sat in thought, trying her best to drudge the plant from the muck that was her memory. looking back up, it appeared that most of the remaining cats had dissapeared from the clearing. rats. jumping from her place in thought, she ran into the forest, head lowered as she observed the undergrowth. yellow and white, lovely. perhaps it would be better if more cats were knowledgeable about herbs and their uses, but that was an issue for the plebians, she was above all that, being famous and all. snatching up the first white plant she found, the tortoiseshell raced back to camp. “i’m not late! perfectly on time, as always!”

[ yarrow ]