- Jun 21, 2023
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Things were happening around the territory, the presence of twolegs had multiplied tenfold and though in the past she had felt safe enough to go on her own to collect herbs despite not usually doing so, she didn't feel safe now. There was too much happening, too many cats getting injured - or taken in the case of Troutsnout, something so recent it kept Moonbeam on edge - and they needed herbs. Moonbeam couldn't ignore the fact they needed herbs, that she needed to stock up in case more happened, in case the twolegs started doing worse than traps in the territory and garbage in the rivers when it came to injuries.
"We're looking for yellow flowers that look like they have big round tops but it's actually a lot of little petals bunched together." She'd explain the look of the marigold to the group, paws motioning in front of her to show about how tall they were, how big the tops were on the plant she liked to be most stocked up on. When they all understood she'd nod her head and move out, a warning to be careful leaving her maw as they trekked on into the territory to find it.
It had taken a bit of time but they had a decent enough haul, eat cat carrying one or two of the flowers to make the trip a little easier to do. Flowers would drop from the medicine cat's maw however as the sound of rustling caused her to turn, the scent of twolegs quickly filling her nostrils in place of the herbs she had grown to love as she spotted the hulking beast coming towards them. "Run! Hide!" She'd shout the order to the patrol of cats, streaking off as quickly as she could to the reeds along the riverbank, crouching low as she watched with wide eyes for the twolegs.
They hid, successfully they'd all think. The sound of twolegs stomping away in what the patrol could only decide was defeat at being outsmarted by the cats. As each cat filtered out from their hiding spots however, there was one pelt that was missing, for Moonbeam's bright white pelt made it too hard for her to hide and as the adrenaline pushed her heart into her ears she didn't notice the way a twoleg came up from behind, grabbing her by the scruff as gloved hands wrapped around her face and she was tucked underneath an arm in just the right way where she couldn't fight back, couldn't yell for help, and she was gone.
RiverClan has no medicine cat to heal them.
"We're looking for yellow flowers that look like they have big round tops but it's actually a lot of little petals bunched together." She'd explain the look of the marigold to the group, paws motioning in front of her to show about how tall they were, how big the tops were on the plant she liked to be most stocked up on. When they all understood she'd nod her head and move out, a warning to be careful leaving her maw as they trekked on into the territory to find it.
It had taken a bit of time but they had a decent enough haul, eat cat carrying one or two of the flowers to make the trip a little easier to do. Flowers would drop from the medicine cat's maw however as the sound of rustling caused her to turn, the scent of twolegs quickly filling her nostrils in place of the herbs she had grown to love as she spotted the hulking beast coming towards them. "Run! Hide!" She'd shout the order to the patrol of cats, streaking off as quickly as she could to the reeds along the riverbank, crouching low as she watched with wide eyes for the twolegs.
They hid, successfully they'd all think. The sound of twolegs stomping away in what the patrol could only decide was defeat at being outsmarted by the cats. As each cat filtered out from their hiding spots however, there was one pelt that was missing, for Moonbeam's bright white pelt made it too hard for her to hide and as the adrenaline pushed her heart into her ears she didn't notice the way a twoleg came up from behind, grabbing her by the scruff as gloved hands wrapped around her face and she was tucked underneath an arm in just the right way where she couldn't fight back, couldn't yell for help, and she was gone.
RiverClan has no medicine cat to heal them.
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--patrol members @BRONZESHINE @claythorn @LAKEMOON
forgot to mention, but this is an event thread! Have a tilapia! -
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ FLESH WOUNDS
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ INFECTIONS
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ ACHES & PAINS
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ ILLNESS
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ BREATHING ISSUES
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ TRAVELING HERBS
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ BROKEN BONES
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ KITTING
— ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ POISONS -
ꕥ speaks softly & often found humming
ꕥ 12 moons old; ages the 17th every month
ꕥ homosexual homoromantic ; interested in beepaw & redacted
ꕥ currently mentoring none
ꕥ easy to befriend/interact with ; hard to anger/upset
ꕥ "speech", thoughts, attacking
ꕥ easy in combat unless in water, focuses on defensive tactics
ꕥ peaceful powerplay allowed