Fishspeckle cocked his head, thinking, “Hmm... a bit of a hard one,” He thought for another moment before saying, “You know that time in between Newleaf and Greenleaf when it’s not too cold, and not too hot? That’s my favorite time of year. What about you?”
Foxblaze smiled, "Greenleaf. I love swimming in not freezing water." oh what she'd give for a nice swim right about now.
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"Yeah... I don't think this is enough cobwebs to look after the whole clan." Morningpaw agreed, her speech muffled by the stick in her mouth. Realizing this, she stabbed the stick into the ground, cobweb-side sticking up. "Maybe we should look in some holes in trees for some more? Or maybe in the corners of some old animal dens..."
As Petuniapaw called the them over, Morningpaw inspected the plant alongside the other two she-cats. She'd never seen, well, any poppies before, and it surely did fall under the medicine cat's description, but... The lack of a rattle and it's odd smell did set it apart from anything Snakeheart would have probably mentioned.
She was deep in thought, but snapped out of it at Acornwhisker's question. Her? The tiebreaker? Well... "I mean, it's better safe to be sorry." She supposed. "Might as well bring it. Even if it isn't a poppy, maybe Snakeheart could still use it!"
Fiercepaw padded behind Junipersong. She pricked her ears in annoyance as she was called little one. "No, I haven't seen the whole territory." Fiercepaw meowed.
Junipersong pondered for a bit. Her evil-mind wanted to say something sarcastic and rude about how such an old cat ought to already know about the area that they pledged their loyalty to, but she was better than that. As always, she had to fight her instinct and instead will herself to be the happy self that everyone knew her for. "Alright. Well I think first I should show you the borders, and then on the way back to camp, we can visit some of the places of importance? how does that sound?" her tail flicked Fiercepaw across the nose playfully.
Fiercepaw wrinkled her nose as Junipersong flicked her tail at Fiercepaw's nose. Fiercepaw nodded. "Sounds good to me. Let's get going." Fiercepaw meowed.
Lemondrop was seated at the edge of a small stream, watching as air pockets bubbled up and pressed against the remaining amounts of frozen sheet ice. Through the middle however the stream babbled on happily, a sign of the oncoming better weather. Something anybody could truly be excited for.
While lemon was excited for warmer weather she was certainly going to miss the opportunity to cuddle up with clanmates overnight, as much as she resented the fact she needed physical touch to keep sane she did. It was helpful. The she cat lifted herself onto her paws with a yawn and turned away from the stream to go plod off on her own.
Hunting was likely in order, but in a way she definitely didn’t feel like it? She just felt meh... like there was nothing exciting about today. Not that everyday was supposed to be a jam packed action filled adventure but at the same time, you'd grow tired of the same thing day after day.
Fawnpaw slid out of a narrow tunnel, taking a deep breath as he let the wind ruffle his pelt. A small black she-cat, about his age, slid out behind him. She smelled of twolegplace and rogues. They both had some minor wounds, but no excessive bleeding. A large black tom slid out after them and mumbled something to the two young cats. The tom smelled almost the same as the she-cat, but he had a bit of a bloodier scent. He was probably a stray or rogue that got into a lot of fights. The tom said something to Fawnpaw and the apprentice nodded, then the tom turned and started trotting to he border, the small black she-cat trotting after him. Fawnpaw watched the two go, completely oblivious to the fact that he was being watched.
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Fawnpaw slid out of a narrow tunnel, taking a deep breath as he let the wind ruffle his pelt. A small black she-cat, about his age, slid out behind him. She smelled of twolegplace and rogues. They both had some minor wounds, but no excessive bleeding. A large black tom slid out after them and mumbled something to the two young cats. The tom smelled almost the same as the she-cat, but he had a bit of a bloodier scent. He was probably a stray or rogue that got into a lot of fights. The tom said something to Fawnpaw and the apprentice nodded, then the tom turned and started trotting to he border, the small black she-cat trotting after him. Fawnpaw watched the two go, completely oblivious to the fact that he was being watched.
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It wasn’t often you stumbled upon something so interesting... not during a warriors day to day life at least. There was the hum drum of patrols, hunting, occasional chatter but nothing quite like this. She’d been wandering as she usually did to pass the time. Missed a burrowing owl a few moments before and disheartened decided to wander some more in hope for anything else to stumble along. Even if it wasn’t as magnificent as a burrowing owl.
The white she cat was just off to the side of the small apprentice, yellow eyes tracing the two figures as they disappeared over the border. “You know I’d love to hear you explain yourself out of this one.” the warrior announced her presence with the ominous greeting. “Or is it exactly what it looks like?”
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