[Marigoldwhisper]

 

Originally Posted by Aroogi

Tuftedtusk
He/Him / Enforcer / 28M / ShC

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Once the tom had gathered the herbs, he put them into a neat bundle and looked around. "How are you all getting along?" He asked his patrol, spotting each of them not too far from him.

If this patrol was almost over, he would go back to camp and have a catnap in a patch of sunshine for a bit.

[ wanna be sure I have the right numbers, correct me if im wrong! ]
[ Tuftedtusk; 2 dande, 2 moss ]
[ Owlthroat; 3 moss - @Daragca ]
[ Newtbelly; 2 dande, 2 moss - @sleepyyjax ]
[ Magpiepaw; 2 dande - @Marigoldwhisper ]

Originally Posted by Daragca

Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 39 moons
Beefed Up T1 - Just A Scratch
The Dancing Bird

Tuftedtusk’s voice floated over to him on the air, he was still frozen in place. These bees seemed angry, but he’d back up slowly without saying a further word. One step, two steps.

He felt the sting of a bee straight into his paw, ignoring the pain as his body reacted and he jolted his foot up. That was it he was done being careful. He sprang backwards in a leap praying to Starclan that more bees wouldn’t follow, he was in sight of the patrol so no matter which way he went they would soon pick up on the other cat's presences. It would be impossible to lead them away at such a short distance.

Wasn’t it just his strike of luck that the buzzing closed in. He barreled forward through the thickets with a loud yowl of warning, narrowly swerving Magpiepaw and Newtbelly. Panic stricken eyes told it all, bee stings could be deadly in high enough quantities. Paw pad already starting to swell. He clenched his jaw tightly, chaos was about to hit the fan. He couldn’t exactly say he was experienced in dealing with something like this. Owlthroat’s head swivelled wildly, maybe there was no outrunning this.

A twisted thought came to mind, he could get some kudos for doing good here. Even in mere seconds his mind finding ways to bolster pride, ego and maintain a meticulous image. Perhaps Dawnstar would commend him for this one. His bulkier frame meant he could shoulder more, Magpiepaw was the most vulnerable being the youngest. He hadn’t yet formed any particular dislike of this apprentice, nor did he particularly care if she swelled up tenfold with stings.

But image was important after all. ”Magpiepaw under me NOW”, the tom snarled. As the swarm seemed to come ever closer Owlthroat bounded to her side attempting to usher her underneath his tall figure with his now prickling tail.


[​​ @Aroogi @sleepyyjax @Marigoldwhisper ]
[ Herb total looks good to me! ]

Originally Posted by sleepyyjax

Newtbelly
he/him - Agatha Kitty - 15 moons
ShadowClan

header by @/Daragca

Ugh. "Not sure what you think 'standard' is." he grumbled under his breath, focus shifting from his collection of herbs whilst he stirred in quiet frustration. Owlthroat's sudden bellow took him by surprise, he didn't seem the type to react so strongly to something insignificant, right? Ah well, he trusted Owlthroat to deal with it. "Pretty well!" He purred back to Tuftedtusk, still not keeping an eye on his moss and dandelions. Things were going well for him, but he was unsure about Owlthroat. He clambered up to his paws, intent on figuring out what was stopping their big buff machine of a cat in his tracks. His questions were soon answered, Owlthroat pretty much flew out of the undergrowth; Eyes filled with fear. Behind the tom was a frankly huge swarm of bees. Newtbelly froze - uhh where to go? What to do? Follow Owlthroat? He stumbled about, paws treading in his freshly harvested moss, "AGHH!! No!" He stumbled, managing to rescue 1 dandelion and a little bit of moss that hadn't been scattered by his clumsy paws. Newtbelly found himself scrambling around like an idiot - typical. Maybe he could make some kind of distraction? "Hey-mmpfh!! Here you p-ffm-ests!!" Words muffled by the herbs in his mouth as he bounced around.

- 1 Moss -1 Dandelion

@Daragca
@Aroogi [herbs look good to me!! Newt's just gone and dropped 1 of each now tho :')]
@Marigoldwhisper [aaa I'm so sorry!! Didn't realise at all - will make sure to stick to the order now!! Thank you for letting me know!!]

Magpiepaw
She, Her\Apprentice\10 moons\Shadowclan
"Why pick them when I can do it so much better?"

Purrks: Silvertonuge [ACTIVE] Kittysoftpaws [ACTIVE]



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Chaos? Magpiepaw relished in chaos! She could handle anything! But, she'd have to admit, that sudden aggression from the bees really made her fur bristle. "Oh, what's up with you? You striped lunatics!" She curled her spine and stood on her toes, suddenly aware of the sharp stench of panic in the air. A small little smirk crept onto her face. She didn't mean to look smug! Honest! She just couldn't help but smile at the frantic scrambling of fully made warriors, it was pretty funny, how could anycat possibly blame her?

Orders were barked and Magpiepaw followed them. As hilarious as this whole situation was, Magpiepaw wasn't the kind of cat to seek out bee stings, that was just stupid. Keeping the herbs secure in her jaws, she galloped over to Owlthroat and crouched her small body beneath their larger frame.

Even if Magpiepaw didn't mind a cool scar or two, bee stings didn't scar. They just stung and hurt and itched with an irritation Magpiepaw had only witnessed, not felt. So, it was safe to say she was staying far away from these round wasps.

(You got all my herbs right! Thanks man!)