Owlpaw followed Swiftheart and Milknose into the clearing, trailing close behind. Once his patrol leader had finished outlining the report the ebony apprentice took that as his cue to leave.
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Longmoor padded towards Cowtuft, her mouth rather uncomfortably filled with herbs and a stick. She was relieved when she reached the medicine cat and had an excuse to put them down, licking her snout to rid of the odd taste. "Cowtuft--It's Longmoor--this is what Owlpaw and I managed to gather." She nudged the herbs towards him, unsure if it was sufficient, but hoping it was enough to be useful.
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Twistedpaw hurried through the camp entrance. Salty sweat leaked from her paw pads, and her crooked jaw lolled as she panted. She couldn't feel any slimy creatures clinging to her fur - they must've been dislodged during her dash across the moor. Her stomach roiled with nauseous anxiety. Bunnywisp and Sheepgrowl left me. They must hate me. Did I do something to upset them? Or was it because of the way I was born? Probably both. Her paws shook as she beheld Fallownose, a tall, dark figure wreathed by muddy grass. It wasn't because of what he'd done to Willowsky. Will he think I'm a troublemaker? Will he think I've broken the rules? In a way, Twistedpaw had by driving her patrolmates away so she had to return alone. She hoped he'd listen to her explanation. If he didn't... Terror set her tail-tip twitching, but she knew she'd deserve it.
The black-furred apprentice stumbled to a halt before the deputy and bowed her head. She hoped he didn't detect her trembling legs or the fear-scent rolling off of her. Suddenly, she became aware of the lack of prey between her jaws. Her nausea intensified. I don't have anything to feed the Clan with... Oh, StarClan, help me! She was a disgrace, a disappointment, a horrible, ugly disappointment-
Twistedpaw remembered that Fallownose was watching her. Shakily, she lifted her head and stammered her report. "W-We went t-to Sedgew-water V-Valley... m-me and Sheepg-growl. B-Bunnywisp d-didn't show up. Wh-When we g-got there, th-there were a l-lot of frogs... Th-They j-jumped at me. I-I think Sh-Sheepgrowl l-left... and w-went back to c-camp..." Suddenly, Twistedpaw realized that by saying this, she'd be getting her patrolmates into trouble. Fear sluiced through her. I can't do that! It's my fault they weren't on the patrol! They shouldn't get in trouble for it. She shook even harder. A familiar black pelt with beautiful gray splashes flashed in her mind. Nobody else should get in trouble because of me.
"Th-They must've had a g-good reason n-not to b-be with m-me... Th-They're g-good warriors, y-you see... Sh-Sheepgrowl... If sh-she left m-me... Th-There was a r-reason... I d-don't blame B-Bunnywisp f-for... not sh-showing up..." Twistedpaw emitted a tiny squeak. Other cats didn't like it when she spoke badly about herself out loud. Either they thought she deserved it (which she did) or berated her for thinking she deserved it. Twistedpaw swallowed. "I-I m-mean... P-Please d-don't g-get them into t-trouble. P-Please!" She hung her head. Oh, I've already failed, haven't I?
Her shame intensified as she changed the subject. "I-I d-didn't catch any p-prey..." Wait, what if he blamed Batglare? Twistedpaw inwardly panicked, her voice growing faster. "M-My mentor, B-Batglare, taught me h-how... b-but the f-frogs were everywhere, a-and I h-had to l-leave... A-And th-then I saw I w-was alone, s-so I had t-to c-come back... I-I didn't w-want t-to get in t-trouble for b-being alone..." The confession burst out of her. Twistedpaw stood before Fallownose, shaking and terrified, awaiting his judgment. She already felt like she'd messed everything up.
But... Something else wormed into her mind. Twistedpaw looked up, swallowing again as she forced herself to look into Fallownose's amber stare. She shouldn't be asking this question here, now, but... She had to know. "I-I'm sorry f-for bothering y-you, b-but... I have t-to ask... C-Could you p-please tell th-the border patrols t-to keep an eye out f-for Willowsky?" The question was blunt, insensitive. An apprentice - one like her, for that matter - giving an order to the Clan deputy? But I have to.
"I-I know she acted w-wrong... but it was all m-my fault. I m-made her mad. She would've been a good warrior if it wasn't for me. I... I hope she's okay. M-Maybe she got better while she was away. Maybe you could send some warriors to fetch her when I become a warrior! I'll make her proud then. She'll be happy and not mean anymore. Please, Fallownose, could you tell the patrols to keep an eye out for her?"
(Idk if this matters since they didn't catch anything, but here are the patrol posts: One and Two.)
@Lillian (Fallownose) @x ghostie @Starfall (For viewing purposes.) (Not my best work, unfortunately-)
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Peachfrost deposited her prey, motioning for Cardinalpaw to do the same.
“We’re done Fallownose, prey has been placed in the pile. Two rabbits.” Peachfrost said. Hunting post
The deputy huffed in annoyance as only the apprentices showed up. Seriously?! Why were they more responsible than the warriors? Or at least, Tigerpaw was. Cedarpaw's attitude left much to be desired.
"Tigerpaw, you're old enough to know that you should come to me or seek out your patrolmates if they're not communicating. While this doesn't mean you will get kicked out of WindClan, you will still have to complete the punishment. Cedarpaw, I suggest you fix your attitude unless you want to be renamed Cedarkit. Since you were assigned to different patrols, we'll be heading out into the territory where each of you will catch two pieces of prey."
@CreeperLover649 @Froggy [For this punishment, you will need the usual 3 posts, but it will be slightly different. You need one here to accept, and two in the territory completing the punishment. Fallownose will be accompanying them, so make sure you mention me in the territory. You do not need to wait for me to respond here to post with your characters in the territory. You have until 8/16 to complete the punishment]
| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 1] - Inactive
Walking in through the camp entrance, sticks brimming with honey clogged moss in maw, Lightningpaw headed towards the medicine cat's den, pride gleaming in her almond shaped eyes. First time gathering honey had been a huge success, but she had to wonder if there was an easier way. Perhaps a way to bring bits of the bees' nest without getting stung. They seemed to like her well enough to not sting her just for getting some honey with the moss. She would have to study them a bit. See what else she could do to make her trips more worthwhile.
At the entrance to the den, Lightningpaw raised a brow, noticing Longmoor there, calling out to her mentor. She could make out the words, too. The very reason for her raised brow, in fact. Mention of Owlpaw, but no Brackenfur, huh? At least Longmoor had come back, and what else had she expected from her? Definitely one of the few dependable warriors as far as she was concerned, and Owlpaw, being a darling, newer apprentice was no doubt just as eager to help.
Approaching the warrior, the lithe calico sat down, gingerly grabbing on to her honey moss while chatting with the molly. "Ace. We were needing a fair few of these. Wouldn't normally ask, but would you mind coming down with me to the herb stores to deposit these? Wouldn't want them to get all sticky," the medicine cat apprentice purred, trying her best to pick at the very least some of the extra herbs brought along before heading inside for some inventory maintenance.
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If you need an extension, let me know a maximum of 3 days after the deadline.
If you need to be replaced, please have your character approach Lightningpaw with an in character excuse.
If you have any doubts, feel free to vm/pm me any questions you might have.
| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 1] - Inactive
She wasn't the one to normally assign patrols, her mentor preferring to take over such duties. At least, in the beginning. Maybe Cowtuft was testing her. Giving her more responsibilities. She certainly knew a whole lot more than just the common herbs now. She surely hoped it wasn't a test of mettle. Lightningpaw had never been the shy kind. Or you know... maybe he was just swamped with all the tension RiverClan's little stunt had raised in the air. Because Bumblepaw and her drones weren't bad enough. With a sigh, she shook herself free of such thoughts, herbs in her mouth as she looked through the cats in the clearing. Hopefully now of all times the patrols would be coming back with the herbs they needed to survive this storm of teeth and claws.
Non Optional Prompt! - Leaves leaves, we are looking for leaves. Oh, look! There's leaves. Totally look exactly like what we were shown, right? Should be alright! Catmint, dock, it's all the same, really.[Dock and Sticks] "Frozenberry [ @Fawn ]! Just the cat I was looking for, you beautiful ray of sunshine," Lightningpaw mewed, padding over happily towards the off-white cat with eyes the color of ice. "Need a proper responsible feline to help me out here. With us possibly going over to RiverClan, I worry about an early pandemic of greencough overtaking us with the lot of you getting all wet over there. Be a dear and take Sleethound [ @saturn. ] and Lichenpaw [ @FrostyGalaxy ] over with you to WindClan Territory. See if you can find me some catmint," she mewed pointing at the leaf she'd just brought with her for reference, "and sticks. Those will hopefully not be necessary, but you never know. Limb length would be best, love."
Optional Prompt! Woah, what's up with these ivy? They keep tangling on my feet and tail! Grah, get em off! [Comfrey Leaf, Comfrey Root, Ivy(?)]
Turning around, the lithe calico soon spotted a familiar, lilac coat, taken aback momentarily as she thought Twilightstar had somehow managed to sneak out behind Cowtuft's ever watchful eye. A smirk crossed her lips as she realized it was Leechscar's littermate. She hadn't really spoken to Dreamlight [ @Moonraven ], but with her being Leechscar's sister surely she couldn't be a mean cat. Why, she was probably a saint to put up with the badger tempered giant. Padding forward, she approached the molly, offering a grin in greeting.
"Morning, love. Would you mind terribly if I were to send you on a bit of a mission to find us some comfrey? 'Fraid I don't have any on me to show you, but it's a plant with long, large leaves and fat, black roots. Can't miss the smell. Bit tangy. Looks a bit like this, actually," she mewed, tapping at the catmint besides her. "I'll be needing both leaves and roots, so feel free to bring the lot with you. Should be plentiful around Sunset Grove. Take Owlpaw [ @Woodlow ] and Brightpaw [ @RedLeif ]with you, if you can. The more paws the merrier!"
Optional Prompt!Wait... weren't mushrooms poisonous? Oh no! I just bit right into it! This is it! This is the end! This is... honestly it tastes like dirt, what gives? [Daisy and Mushrooms]
Right. That was two patrols down. One more to go. Scanning the clearing, she swiftly spotted a black tom who hadn't left on other patrols yet and rushed to him, dropping the herbs in her mouth besides him as she offered a grin in greeting. This next request should be easy, due to how easily recognizable the plants they needed were, making a certain apprentice the perfect candidate to join this group. Poor tom honestly needed to get out more last she'd heard, in any case.
"Starryeyes [ @hope ], you lovely, lovely tom you! Aren't busy, are ya, love? Ta, cheers for that, mate. Now, if you could just saunter over to the Twilight Falls and get me some daisy and mushrooms, that would be ace. Seem to be running low on both... actually have no mushrooms at all to show you, but they look like... like little, soft, brown pebbles with trunks. Can find them in the shaded, moist areas around the falls. Should be some daisies - like these here - in the more arboreal areas surrounding the place, too. Take Doepaw [ @jupiter ] and Halfpaw [ @Connor ] with you. Just... make sure no one bites into the mushrooms. Glowing ones seem to be toxic. Pretty certain these aren't, but would prefer to apply the rule of getting none down your pretty little gullets all the same. Take care love!"
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An herb patrol? Sounds fun! Lichenpaw hadn't been on one yet, and it was something she'd have to do sooner or later, so to get one now was probably a good thing. If she had fun maybe she'd ask to be allowed on more in the future!! Padding around, the overly enthusiastic calico began to look for her mentor and their other patrol mate.
Frozenberry typically watched the patrols get sent away. From a safe distance. Made sure Twilightstar, Fallownose stayed in his peripherals where he could ensure a fleeable moment would be feasible should they approach. The flaw in that: medicine cats. He'd forgotten about medicine cats. RiverClan -- he was pretty sure RiverClan never recruited him for that. For . . plant hunting. Frozenberry knew nothing about it, so to view him as an asset didn't cross his mind.
And therefore, he'd made a grave error. He hadn't been watching Lightningpaw (didn't even know who that WAS), hadn't been maintaining his Safe Space, didn't realize she was heading towardshimunTILITWASTOOLATE, and and and he was stuck where he stood, paws glued to the ground and wide-eyed he had to look like some SORT OF LUNATIC and she was probably NOTICING oh no but nobody ever talked to him he didn't have time to prepare for this
no no no NO NOOO frozenberry was barely hearing her but could piece together enough that there were other cats involved and it was coming from a place of authority (helplessness, he was spiraling) so there was no easy out lest he bring to attention how much of a DEAD WEIGHT he was and then it was exile
TERROR. OLD HABITS, DEFAULT SETTING IN THE FACE OF PANIC. If he'd known, he would've practiced his mask of normalcy to at least pretend he could function--
Was it to late to pretend he wasn't Frozenberry because, he didn't even know how she'd be completely confident unless she'd been WATCHING him - and she HAD, she said that, just the cat I was looking for and he was perceiving signals of danger.
Frozenberry wanted to bolt. But there was no out. There were too many cats watching. Authority figure.
normal. TRY TO BE NORMAL. just a patrol. a plant patrol, he didn't have any clue what they were supposed to be looking for. he didn't know plants. was he supposed to know plants? he was going to look incompetent as well as, whatever this was, entirely useless?
"butIdon'tknowthem," he managed out in a strained wheeze when it came to this, this SLEETHOUND and he didn't even remember what other name she'd said in the midst of panic. Embarrassing, and awful, that's what this was, and he felt the fur on his back raise at the sinking feeling she'd been watching him and sought him out specifically for this because she knew he was going to fail and wanted him to be scraped away from WindClan to die.
There was something about, RiverClan, and wetness and a cough, and leaves, but it jumbled in his brain. Nervous eyes flitted to the example-leaf but didn't process it as he was still caught on how he must be coming off, about her possible malicious intent, then there were Strangers involved too, and he was being given responsibility. All his legs were cramped in an awkward bunched position like he was about to take off, utterly locked in place.
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