He decided he no longer wished to wait for the other named feline. Licking his maw the Warrior picked himself back up and began to walk out the entrance of the Clearing. Silently making his way towards where he was directed. If the Apprentice followed...good for them.
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Ears angled forwards, Spiderthroat began his search. Half of him hoped the kid followed, doing as they were told. The other half was hoping for just a teensy bit of peace and quiet, he wouldn't mind doing a patrol alone. "Red flower first." he hummed to himself.
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The waves that crashed upon
The rocks that you were trying to walk along
And in my head I heard them play a song
For you and me
Let's get lost at sea
Where they will never find us
Got stars at night to guide us
The tabby apprentice quickly followed after the other warrior, the other hadn't shown. He hummed as he followed Spiderthroat, he was also in his mind repeating what the medicine cat had told them, he didn't want to mess up!
He turned his head when he heard Spiderthroat, so they would be looking for the red flowers firsts. His tail flicked back and forth as he looked around for said red flower. His eyes landed on some, red looking flowers, he pointed toward them with his tail, "Are those it?"
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Asterdance's stomach was rolling with anxiety, churning in uncomfortable motions, threatening to throw up the food they had swallowed. This wasn't this first time going out of camp alone - but it was one of the first few times. They were attempting to get better. Grasping out straws how to heal, how to step over the triggers that plagued them day and night. They were getting better. Asterdance was out in the camp alone.
Their plan was to go the furthest they've had. They wanted to live again. To explore. The warrior moved swiftly through the territory, letting their paws carry them across the wind. Soon, they were starting to pick up in speed. The adrenaline running through their veins... Asterdance felt a gleeful grin started to spread across their face.
They broke out into a fast sprint, paws slamming against the ground. Their pupils dilated largely, freedom.
Bursting through wisteria bushes, the petals clung to their pelt, and they let out a ferocious war cry. Oh hey. There was Spidy-bro.
Oh wait.
HEY!!! Asterdance KNEW THAT GUY!!
He looked rather calm. Relaxed.
Would be a shame.
If someone was to.
Interrupt his peace.
It was bound to happen the moment they saw him. With mischief gleaming in their eyes, they pounced onto the tree. "RAWRR!!!! BOO!!!" Asterdance squealed, their claws digging into the tree bark to keep themself stable. "Hi!!!" Waddle waddle, they came closer to Spiderthroat. "Whatcha dooiinggg?"
Spiderthroat
He was so close to finally closing his eyes to rest. Head wasn't hurting, there wasn't an apprentice slamming their paws into his side. Peaceful sound of the Waterfall beside him, a wonderful napping place. It was supposed to be a wonderful napping place. But wonderful and peaceful do not fit in his daily life, no he was a big brother, it did not come with the territory. For he was tethered to the absolute lawlesness that was Asterdance. Perhaps it was because StarClan deemed him too powerful, perhaps they knew that if he could he would march up there and fight the kingdom of their Ancestors. So they chucked Asterdance at him...and it worked.
With a snort the feline jolted awake almost clambering to his paws before he realized who it was. With that, his startledness melted away into a sigh. Sagging his shoulders before his head heavily hit the wood below him. "Well." he began "I was nappin...or tryin to at least." a pause as he shuffled around and sat himself up. "What are you up to?" he counter questioned.
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The waves that crashed upon
The rocks that you were trying to walk along
And in my head I heard them play a song
For you and me
Let's get lost at sea
Where they will never find us
Got stars at night to guide us
The tabby apprentice quickly followed after the other warrior, the other hadn't shown. He hummed as he followed Spiderthroat, he was also in his mind repeating what the medicine cat had told them, he didn't want to mess up!
He turned his head when he heard Spiderthroat, so they would be looking for the red flowers firsts. His tail flicked back and forth as he looked around for said red flower. His eyes landed on some, red looking flowers, he pointed toward them with his tail, "Are those it?"
He wasn't expecting the other to follow, but kudo's to them. Ears twitched as he turned to look after hearing the question. After a few moments of contemplation he nodded, a silent answer. "pick as many as you can." he hummed. Red flower, check, next he needed...something else. He couldn't quite remember, flower picking wasn't his forte. They should have asked Asterdance to do this instead.
Right, yellow flowers. He needed flowers, which sadly he could not see. He did, however, spot Purple. He snatched around three. One looking a little worse for wear, but herbs were herbs. "I don't see a yellow flower. If you see one grab it...but I think we've grabbed enough for now." he muttered through his mouthful of flowers. If they found one, great, if not, it is what it is.
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The waves that crashed upon
The rocks that you were trying to walk along
And in my head I heard them play a song
For you and me
Let's get lost at sea
Where they will never find us
Got stars at night to guide us
Sundust had to say, he was disappointed he didn’t come to Wisteria Falls more often. The scenery was absolutely breathtaking - it seemed like a nice place to come and relax at the end of the day. He paused a moment, watching the waterfall. He wondered how such things came into being. Who created them? Surely something so beautiful didn’t just spring into being.
His ear flicked as Bumblebreak asked a question, and he turned to look at the warrior. “Right now, I’ll take any herb I can find. But specifically, marigold as I run through that the fastest. Do you remember what it looks like?” He was genuinely curious - he recalled Bumblebreak asking about it during their last encounter.
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He wasn't expecting the other to follow, but kudo's to them. Ears twitched as he turned to look after hearing the question. After a few moments of contemplation he nodded, a silent answer. "pick as many as you can." he hummed. Red flower, check, next he needed...something else. He couldn't quite remember, flower picking wasn't his forte. They should have asked Asterdance to do this instead.
Right, yellow flowers. He needed flowers, which sadly he could not see. He did, however, spot Purple. He snatched around three. One looking a little worse for wear, but herbs were herbs. "I don't see a yellow flower. If you see one grab it...but I think we've grabbed enough for now." he muttered through his mouthful of flowers. If they found one, great, if not, it is what it is.
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The tabby nodded as he quickly darted over and grab 3 of the red flowers, and when he joined back up with Spiderthroat he nodded, if he saw any yellow flowers, grab them. He nodded as he started to follow the warrior back to the camp, looking out for some yellow flowers.
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Firepetal nodded, smiling. “Sure!” she headed towards the camp entrance, her eyes fizzing with excitement. She immediately warmed up to the apprentice. “I wonder what we’ll catch today!” she exclaimed, grinning with her teeth, her eyes wondering about all the fantasies. The clan would praise her and Foxpaw. She had a good feeling that Foxpaw would be a good friend. Foxpaw just needed to be a bit more.. confident. Luckily she just made friends with a very eager warrior.
Foxpaw trotted out beside the warrior. "Hopefully something good. It's leaf-bare, so I don't even know if we'll get that lucky." Wait, wasn't Firepetal and optimist? Should she act optimistic? How did this work? Foxpaw sighed loudly as she walked through the woods. "So, anything interesting happen to you recently?" Look at her, making small talk. Then again, what if the same question was bounced back to her? What was she supposed to say- 'nothing much, about to get kicked out of the clan, but Flameheart is helping with that.' Argh, she didn't like small talk anymore.
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Firepetal padded along with the apprentice. She sensed some uneasiness from the cat. She wondered if Foxpaw was okay. She blinked and tilted her head to a side. “Foxpaw..you seem a bit anxious. Are you alright?” she mewed, her eyes blinking in concern. She hoped Foxpaw was okay, maybe there was something bothering her? She flicked her tail and stopped, waiting for Foxpaw’s response.
She flicked an ear. Marigold. "Yeah, I do. Those tiny yellow flowers. You used 'em on that nasty bite I had." Said injury hadn't bothered her since she'd had it seen to, which she figured she had Sundust to thank for.
She glanced away from the medicine cat to peer at the surrounding grass. "Anything else you're looking for? Or is it just the one thing?"
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Asterdance peered curiously at their brother's mouth, picking up the words he spoke. The bobtail enjoyed Spiderthroat spoke. His words were always well-pronounced, easy to read. "Yeaa, now you ain't, " The warrior rumbled with a snort, wiggling ever so closer towards him. They were cautious, but with careful steps they attempted to lay their body on top of Spiderthroat's.
Specifically with the goal of kneading in mind. Yes. Their paws were very much attempting to make bread against Spiderthroat's fur. He was very good dough-material, as one can see. Expect, no, no! Someone! Someone had to sit up!! Dramatically, Asterdance rolled away, staring up at him with a small pout. "Was tryna to get comfy on you, " They responded with a dramatic huff. Maybe if they looked cool enough, he would lay back down for cuddles. It was a pretty good plan.
"Though, I was actually exploring!! Finding my new-found freedom, the cool stuff. Mature things. I like running. Do you like running? OH! Yeah, YEAH! I was - I was running. And then you appeared. Obviously, you looked like you needed company so, pew, here I am!" They babbled, stretching lazily to pick a petal off of their arm. Blep. It was a nice day. Asterdance looked back to Spiderthroat.
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The air was crisp, and a light dusting of snow laid on the ground. It wasn’t exactly Sundust’s favorite weather (in fact, he disliked almost everything associated with leafbare), but nonetheless, he was out hunting. As much as he had grown to love the medicine den and performing tasks around camp, the medicine cat had found his exercise to be lacking recently, and he certainly didn’t want his hunting skills going rusty.
The snow crunched under his paws as he pressed on, eyes and ears alert for any prey that may be scurrying about. Hopefully he’d have something to bring back to camp come sundown.
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