private FULL SPEED AHEAD;; herb gathering

It was cold, colder than usual for this time of the season, which meant that with the new apprentices both becoming warriors and medicine cats as well as those that were apprentices not so long ago were meant to go out and gather materials, gather prey, gather herbs. All of it was a scramble to make sure everyone was going to get along well enough for the leafbare to come - and with how cold it was now in leaf-fall she couldn't help but think it would be an especially harsh one. "We're looking for any herbs, really. I can point out what is and isn't an herb when we come across it." She'd explain to the patrol, white fur matching the frost that covered the ground that morning.

Moving towards the places she knew herbs usually grew a soft exhale of breath that lingered in the air left her, frown rooted deep on her maw as she moved a paw over frost-covered leaves, wilted and dying from the cold. "These aren't usable... but maybe there's some over this way." She could only hope.

  • -- moon rolled a 1 (sobs)
    @BEEFANG @TURTLEDOVE @bubbleburst @robinheart @Twinklepaw!
  • flesh wounds
    infections
    aches & pains
    ꕥꕥ illness
    ꕥꕥ breathing
    ꕥꕥꕥ traveling
    ꕥꕥꕥ broken bones
    kitting
    ꕥꕥꕥꕥ poisons
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    SH white masking cinnamon torbie w/orange eyes & small ears
    15 moons old; ages the 17th every month
    homosexual polyromantic ; mated to beefang, crushing on redacted
    currently mentoring none
    "speech", thoughts, attacking
    easy in combat unless in water, focuses on defensive tactics
 

Robinheart does not recall the air biting at her nose and whiskers this early in the season last year. Still an apprentice under Willowroot, she remembers some early morning chill and evening cooldowns, but frost? Unheard of so soon.

Fate is a funny thing, apprenticing the tortoiseshell once again on the cusp of leafbare. Dutifully does she follow after Moonbeam – her friend and now mentor. The drop in temperature has done more harm than good to her hind leg, stiffening it enough to throb with each step. She wears a stoic expression as the patrol moves forward.

Moonbeam’s paw brushed frostbitten foliage. The greenery wilts and crumbles to the ground at the ivory molly’s touch. Robinheart grimaces but does not lose hope. She wants her first herb patrol as a medicine cat apprentice to be successful. Her citrine gaze scans just beyond the clump of plants near them. A few tail lengths away is a smudge of color. The tortoiseshell limps towards it and finds the plant tucked just under the protective limbs of a frosted bush. “What about this, Moonbeam? Is it usable?” Robinheart asks before using a paw to push aside a portion of the bush to reveal the herb growing there.

// rolled a 13!
[ penned by kerms ]
 
With heavy footfalls, Turtledove obediently trotted after the two medicine cats. She felt a little lost trying to find herbs, but Moonbeam had assured her that she would help identify anything she couldn't. She had felt a burst of pride at the invitation. Not only was she with Moonbeam (who she considered almost a sister) but Beefang and Bubbleburst as well! Robinheart and Twinklepaw were asked to join and Turtledove was having a hard time containing her glee. She bounced from patrol member to patrol member, giving each an earful of just how excited she was.

Moonbeam slowed to a stop and Turtledove moved next to her, eyeing the frosted herbs with a frown. Oh. The last time she had helped collected herbs they were much more noticeable and green. This time they were definitely noticeable, but wilting and not useful at all. She perked up at Robinheart's call for useable herbs. "Nice find!" She chirped, a small bead of hope surfacing. The spotted she-cat, fur dark and contrasting, bounded away to another spot, but only found the same as Moonbeam. Useless herbs.


  • ooc: she rolled a five... womp womp
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  • large stocky silver charcoal tabby she-cat with short tail and green eyes
    13 moons old; ages the 1st every month
    bisexual(?) ; currently not looking
    child of Pondstep and Shadoweye
    riverclan ; loyal to lichenstar
    easy to befriend ; trusts easily with a kind word
    "speech", thoughts, attacking
    peaceful powerplay allowed and encouraged!
 

Twinklepaw had a newfound appreciation for herbs and the work that Moonbeam does after rescuing a set of bundles during the floods, if they didn't have those herbs who knows how much worse things could have been? So she's ecstatic to be working alongside her mentor right now! Hopefully the frost hasn't shrivelled any of the herbs- can it do that? They assume so! She makes a note to ask Moonbeam about it later. Maybe she could try and rope it as a group lesson next time they overhear her teaching Robinheart something.

Her ear flicks at the aforementioned Robinheart when she finds a herb, blue eyes twinkle as she peers over at the older she-cat. "Wow! Nice one" she coos in admiration, hoping to focus on the positive rather than the fact the white medicine cat had found dying plants. Determined to try and help she holds her head up high, then promptly drops it to follow the patches of herbs near where Moonbeam had searched.

Hoping to find something useful she trails a few paces ahead, trying to not walk too far from her mentor. Trilling a purr in delight at the sight of some perfectly healthy plants! They looked kinda similar to what the medicine cat apprentice had found so hopefully that would mean that they're okay to use! "I found some over here!" They call out as she looks over her shoulder at the rest of the patrol.



  • rolled a 12 (2 points)
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  • TWINKLEPAW
    They/she, RiverClan apprentice, 10 moons

    A sleek yet tufted short haired blue point with blue eyes
    Littermates w/ Eveningpaw, Horizonpaw and Snowflakekit †
    peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
    Speech (#C9BAF3), thoughts
    penned by Juice | ouijeejuice on discord