Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Lostspark - @Rose ] [Magpiepaw - @Marigoldwhisper ]
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Mistlewhisker padded out into the territory, listening to the chattering apprentice that yapped in Lostspark's voice. How Lostspark and Darkfall managed to have children with such polarized personalities, she would never know. She imagined the former mates didn't get much sleep during the thirteen's childhood. Stars.
Arriving at Herondive Hollow, the first thing Mistlewhisker noticed was the scent of two outsiders. She held up a tail for the rest of her patrol to stop, parting her jaws to scent the air. It was stale, as though whatever had transpired here had moved on. She frowned, tail twitching behind her. The roots of a large pine tree held the very stale scent of sickness, causing Mistlewhisker to frown. She turned to Lostspark. "Outsiders were here, but they seem to have moved on. I think one of them was sick." She gestured to the roots so the medicine cat could take a sniff if she wanted.
Mistlewhisker jerked her head at the apprentices. "Start marking around here, but do not stray. The border has been left too long." Mistlewhisker began scenting the border herself, keeping an eye on the apprentices while letting Lostspark inspect the tree or move on, whichever she desired. Mistlewhisker did not want outsiders with potential illnesses to invade the territory and get her clanmates sick.
Birdpaw
ShadowClan
she/her | 7 moons | 21/100
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside and amber eyes] Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
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Birdpaw relied on the voices of other cats to express herself, but once she had enough of someone's words, she sure liked to use them. Birdpaw stuck closer to her Mama, chirping enthusiastically about her training and how Fogwatcher was teaching her hunting, and how she was doing super good and Mama should be proud of her and shouldn't worry, she's going to be a great apprentice and do everything her mentor tells her to.
Luckily, the cheery apprentice had the sense to shut up once Big Scary Mistlewhisker held up her tail for silence, the grey apprentice glancing curiously between her Mama and the Enforcer. What was happening? Mistlewhisker called her Mama over, and Birdpaw tried to follow only to be told to start scenting the border with Magpiepaw. Oh, she could do that! "Okie dokie!" She chirped, toddling over to a scent marker that was sorta stale and beginning to rub her chin over it. The rough texture of the bark was nice against her skin! Birdpaw smiled at Magpiepaw, giving the older apprentice a chipper wave of her tail. "Hi! I'm Birdpaw."
Magpiepaw followed suit, having to practically gallop to keep up with the others. Ugh, how horrible it was to be as short as a late blooming tree. Haha, sike! This was awesome! That just meant she'd probably have stronger legs, then she could run twice as fast.
As Mistlewhisker raised her tail, Magpiepaw skidded to a very ungracefully halt. Once the tingling of her paw pads finally stopped, she adjusted her position, raising her head a bit higher as she tried to see what Mistlewhisker made them stop for.
Also, why the heck did it smell like rotting lemons in here? Gross! Outsiders? Dang it, they missed them. Magpiepaw would've loved to rip one of them apart, now that would be a day worth living for!
Oh, instructions. Magpiepaw departed from the two older cats as she made her way to the border markers. It was almost concerning how faded and dull they were. They smelt nothing of Shadowclan. The small she-cat wrinkled her nose at the sight before practically rolling in the markers, shaking her pelt every so often to rid it of dirt.
Then Birdpaw was talking to her. Well, of course she was, Magpiepaw was very interesting, probably the best cat to talk to in the whole world. "Heya," she smiled toothily at the other apprentice. This cat seemed to be spilling rays of sunshine right from her maw. Magpiepaw wondered if the she-cat had gotten into a fight before or if she could handle one. "Nice to meet."
Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Lostspark - @Rose ] [Magpiepaw - @Marigoldwhisper ]
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Mistlewhisker padded out into the territory, listening to the chattering apprentice that yapped in Lostspark's voice. How Lostspark and Darkfall managed to have children with such polarized personalities, she would never know. She imagined the former mates didn't get much sleep during the thirteen's childhood. Stars.
Arriving at Herondive Hollow, the first thing Mistlewhisker noticed was the scent of two outsiders. She held up a tail for the rest of her patrol to stop, parting her jaws to scent the air. It was stale, as though whatever had transpired here had moved on. She frowned, tail twitching behind her. The roots of a large pine tree held the very stale scent of sickness, causing Mistlewhisker to frown. She turned to Lostspark. "Outsiders were here, but they seem to have moved on. I think one of them was sick." She gestured to the roots so the medicine cat could take a sniff if she wanted.
Mistlewhisker jerked her head at the apprentices. "Start marking around here, but do not stray. The border has been left too long." Mistlewhisker began scenting the border herself, keeping an eye on the apprentices while letting Lostspark inspect the tree or move on, whichever she desired. Mistlewhisker did not want outsiders with potential illnesses to invade the territory and get her clanmates sick.
Birdpaw
ShadowClan
she/her | 7 moons | 21/100
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside and amber eyes] Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
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Birdpaw relied on the voices of other cats to express herself, but once she had enough of someone's words, she sure liked to use them. Birdpaw stuck closer to her Mama, chirping enthusiastically about her training and how Fogwatcher was teaching her hunting, and how she was doing super good and Mama should be proud of her and shouldn't worry, she's going to be a great apprentice and do everything her mentor tells her to.
Luckily, the cheery apprentice had the sense to shut up once Big Scary Mistlewhisker held up her tail for silence, the grey apprentice glancing curiously between her Mama and the Enforcer. What was happening? Mistlewhisker called her Mama over, and Birdpaw tried to follow only to be told to start scenting the border with Magpiepaw. Oh, she could do that! "Okie dokie!" She chirped, toddling over to a scent marker that was sorta stale and beginning to rub her chin over it. The rough texture of the bark was nice against her skin! Birdpaw smiled at Magpiepaw, giving the older apprentice a chipper wave of her tail. "Hi! I'm Birdpaw."
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Originally Posted by Marigoldwhisper
Magpiepaw
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"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
Magpiepaw followed suit, having to practically gallop to keep up with the others. Ugh, how horrible it was to be as short as a late blooming tree. Haha, sike! This was awesome! That just meant she'd probably have stronger legs, then she could run twice as fast.
As Mistlewhisker raised her tail, Magpiepaw skidded to a very ungracefully halt. Once the tingling of her paw pads finally stopped, she adjusted her position, raising her head a bit higher as she tried to see what Mistlewhisker made them stop for.
Also, why the heck did it smell like rotting lemons in here? Gross! Outsiders? Dang it, they missed them. Magpiepaw would've loved to rip one of them apart, now that would be a day worth living for!
Oh, instructions. Magpiepaw departed from the two older cats as she made her way to the border markers. It was almost concerning how faded and dull they were. They smelt nothing of Shadowclan. The small she-cat wrinkled her nose at the sight before practically rolling in the markers, shaking her pelt every so often to rid it of dirt.
Then Birdpaw was talking to her. Well, of course she was, Magpiepaw was very interesting, probably the best cat to talk to in the whole world. "Heya," she smiled toothily at the other apprentice. This cat seemed to be spilling rays of sunshine right from her maw. Magpiepaw wondered if the she-cat had gotten into a fight before or if she could handle one. "Nice to meet."
Smiling at Birdpaw as her daughter bounded over, Lostspark inclined her head. "Your first patrol!" She agreed, albeit in a less excited version of her own voice, yet nonetheless one filled with pride. Rising to her paws, Lostspark trailed after the group, making sure to remain at the back so she could keep Birdpaw and Magpiepaw in her line of sight at all times as they left camp.
It was not long before Herondrive Hollow came into view, and the Medicine Cat was directing her gaze towards Mistlewhisker at the enforcer's comment. Offering Birdpaw a brief glance as the apprentice pranced off, Lostspark made her way over to where the faint smell of sickness lingered. Wrinkling her muzzle, the herbalist dipped her head to make sure there had been nothing left behind by whoever had been sick. She upturned some dirt to cover the roots, as hopefully that would at least ward off the foul smell.
"Infection from a wound, I'm guessing." She offered after a moment, straightening up once more. "Not a sickness that spreads."
Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Lostspark - @Rose ] [Magpiepaw - @Marigoldwhisper ]
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Mistlewhisker nodded gratefully to Lostspark as the medicine cat assured her it was not something that could spread to the rest of the clan. "We will have to keep an eye out for potentially injured outsiders, then." She meowed quietly, mostly to herself. If outsiders began coming in with their injuries and died in the territory, it meant more predators would be attracted.
Mistlewhisker continued scenting along the border, keeping an eye out for any ThunderClan patrols that might also be in the area.
Birdpaw
ShadowClan
she/her | 7 moons | 22/100
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside and amber eyes] Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
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Birdpaw, frankly, was absolutely loving life right now. She was on a patrol with her Mama, another apprentice who actually talked to her, and there were all sorts of interesting smells that had her short attention span turning this way and that. Birdpaw stared at the toothy smile Magpiepaw gave her, trying to emulate it with her own mouth. "Nice... to... meet." She echoed in a careful imitation of Magpiepaw's voice. Then, as if she hadn't just done something that to any other cat would be super weird, she turned on her paw and began snuffling through the undergrowth as she scented the border. Something smelled very yummy, almost sweet-like.
The scent lead her to a bramble bush, a few twigs newly snapped off and leaking what looked to be water or sap. Birdpaw sniffed it, trilling lightly when she confirmed that this was the tasty thing she smelled!! Now... Mama and Freckle always told her she shouldn't eat random herbs. But... these weren't herbs. They were twigs! So, bon appetit!
Birdpaw tugged one of the sticks out and began gnawing on it, the sweet syrup from inside the twig unlike anything she had tasted before. Or wait, it was sorta like the honey Mama gave her when her coughs got bad! Once the twig was successfully nommed on, Birdpaw dragged it with her for a few pawsteps before realizing that her small body was probably not equipped to drag this twig long distances so she set it down and continued to scent the borders with her patrolmates.
After a little while though, Birdpaw began to yawn. She had gotten good sleep last night, and didn't really require naps during the day, so this was super odd in her opinion!! Maybe she was finally growing? Birdpaw was a little smaller than most apprentices, especially compared to the rest of her gargantuan family. Birdpaw heard once that when kits grow up, they need lotsa sleep so their bodies can grow. Once she got back to camp, she could nap and finally get big!!!
But the longer Birdpaw traveled with her patrolmates, the harder it became to stay awake. Her white-tipped paws began to stumble, and she just couldn't stop yawning. Eventually she caught up with Mama, subconsciously leaning against her mother's flank and yawning several times. So sleepy...
Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Enforcer
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)] Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Lostspark - @Rose ] [Magpiepaw - @Marigoldwhisper ]
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Mistlewhisker nodded gratefully to Lostspark as the medicine cat assured her it was not something that could spread to the rest of the clan. "We will have to keep an eye out for potentially injured outsiders, then." She meowed quietly, mostly to herself. If outsiders began coming in with their injuries and died in the territory, it meant more predators would be attracted.
Mistlewhisker continued scenting along the border, keeping an eye out for any ThunderClan patrols that might also be in the area.
Birdpaw
ShadowClan
she/her | 7 moons | 22/100
[Blue-grey tabby with dark blue overcoat, white underside and amber eyes] Purrks: Lyrebird's Lullaby [PERMANENTLY ACTIVE]
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Birdpaw, frankly, was absolutely loving life right now. She was on a patrol with her Mama, another apprentice who actually talked to her, and there were all sorts of interesting smells that had her short attention span turning this way and that. Birdpaw stared at the toothy smile Magpiepaw gave her, trying to emulate it with her own mouth. "Nice... to... meet." She echoed in a careful imitation of Magpiepaw's voice. Then, as if she hadn't just done something that to any other cat would be super weird, she turned on her paw and began snuffling through the undergrowth as she scented the border. Something smelled very yummy, almost sweet-like.
The scent lead her to a bramble bush, a few twigs newly snapped off and leaking what looked to be water or sap. Birdpaw sniffed it, trilling lightly when she confirmed that this was the tasty thing she smelled!! Now... Mama and Freckle always told her she shouldn't eat random herbs. But... these weren't herbs. They were twigs! So, bon appetit!
Birdpaw tugged one of the sticks out and began gnawing on it, the sweet syrup from inside the twig unlike anything she had tasted before. Or wait, it was sorta like the honey Mama gave her when her coughs got bad! Once the twig was successfully nommed on, Birdpaw dragged it with her for a few pawsteps before realizing that her small body was probably not equipped to drag this twig long distances so she set it down and continued to scent the borders with her patrolmates.
After a little while though, Birdpaw began to yawn. She had gotten good sleep last night, and didn't really require naps during the day, so this was super odd in her opinion!! Maybe she was finally growing? Birdpaw was a little smaller than most apprentices, especially compared to the rest of her gargantuan family. Birdpaw heard once that when kits grow up, they need lotsa sleep so their bodies can grow. Once she got back to camp, she could nap and finally get big!!!
But the longer Birdpaw traveled with her patrolmates, the harder it became to stay awake. Her white-tipped paws began to stumble, and she just couldn't stop yawning. Eventually she caught up with Mama, subconsciously leaning against her mother's flank and yawning several times. So sleepy...
Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\8 moons\Shadowclan
"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"
Magpiepaw had never been more freaked out in her life. She could handle a cat being skinned, it wasn't that big of a deal, she could handle watching somecat being malled by a dog, they probably deserved it anyways. Magpiepaw could handle almost anything life threw at her, but when Birdpaw spoke it was like she was hearing an eerily similar echo out of a maw that wasn't her own. Irish accent and all, voice cracks aligned perfectly. Magpiepaw curled up her spine and stood on her toes as her fur bristled wildly. Despite her want to be oh so mature and professional, she snarled at the younger apprentice, her lips curled unforgivingly.
It didn't really matter though, because Birdpaw had found something else worth freaking out. A sweet aroma wafted in the air as the other apprentice dug around in the brambles. Ugh, it was too sweet, it smelled nothing of the metallic blood that she liked to taste in her prey, it almost smelt artificial to her nose. Regardless of how suspicious this whole thing was, Birdpaw still ate it. Psh, what an idiot.
Oh-uh, where those forbidden herbs of some sort? Birdpaw had suddenly slowed her pace. At first, Magpiepaw scoffed and assumed she was faking. Maybe that was just something this cat was good at, faking and manipulating cats so that she could steal their identity and then give their souls as gifts to the Darkforest. Well, Magpiepaw was smarter than that, she wasn't fooled!
But then Birdpaw got really tired, and Magpiepaw began to doubt if she was actually putting up a front. No one could be sleepy while on a border between Thunderclan, the enemy. Magpiepaw gave the markers a few more good rubs before galloping up to Birdpaw, looking at Lostspark.
"Birdpaw ate something," Magpiepaw flicked her gaze at the stick Birdpaw had dropped (for some reason). She trotted back to the stick and was assaulted by it's sweet scent. Ughhhh.... She picked it up and avoided licking the pouring dew from off her chin as it drop drip dropped so annoyingly onto her recently groomed fur. "I have no idea what it is, but I know it smells disgust--- sweet. You're the medicine cat, or at least you were. Any idea what this is?"
Re: Herondive Hollow
