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[leechpaw]

Leechpaw's tail swishes eagerly behind him as he pads through camp, his eyes darting about in search of anything that might catch his interest. He's been up since dawn, barely able to sleep with the anticipation of what new trinkets or knowledge he might uncover today. There's so much to do, so much to see, and he has to find all of it, keep all of it. He pauses by the fresh-kill pile, his nose twitching as he examines the variety of prey. A half-eaten vole catches his eye, and he crouches down, peering closely at the exposed bones. "Why d'bones look so different from th'outside of an animal? Why're they all white 'stead of being different colors like fur?" he wonders aloud, his voice carrying just enough that it might catch the attention of a passing warrior. "Do you think bugs have bones too? I've never seen a bug's bones... They'd have to be really tiny bones." He leans closer, considering. "Maybe that's why they're so crunchy... 'cause'f all their tiny little bones..." he murmurs.

Not waiting for an answer, Leechpaw quickly moves on, his curiosity guiding him from place to place, wanting answers but too impatient to sit still, needing to find more interesting things. Near the elders' den, he spots a collection of fallen leaves, some dry and brittle, others still green and supple. He paws at them, flipping one over to examine its underside. "Why do some leaves stay green while others turn brown? Is it like when prey rots? Or 's't different?" He tilts his head, pondering this new mystery before looking over to a nearby cat. "Hey, d'ya know why leaves change color? Is it somethin' they decide to do, or does somethin' else make it happen? D'they rot like prey? Why don't we throw 'em outta camp like rotting prey?" His eyes sparkle with genuine interest as he leans closer, waiting for the response. His mind is already buzzing with possibilities, ready to dive into the next question as soon as he can, possibly moving on yet again if he grows too impatient.​

 

[shriketalon]

Leechpaw's questions could be heard across the other side of the fresh-kill pile where Shriketalon had returned with a rather fat lizard. Reptilian tail firmly latched in their maw the rest of the body swayed as they try to swivel their head to try and catch a glimpse of the apprentice. They weren't sure if this was a question meant for another cat or just meant to be for him. So they were quite content to deposit their lizard and wait for him to finish his questioning in an attempt to answer. He seemed to wander off as quickly as he finished his questioning. They decide to poke their head around to pile to try and gleam what had even caused this line of thought before realising that it was a half-eaten vole. Who wasted perfectly good prey? Well once perfectly good prey anyways.

With a sniff they try to go find Leechpaw again, maybe the vole was his but they kinda doubt it. Finding him near the elders den they thought that stopping at a respectable distance to inspect what he was doing was the right idea. It just seemed that he was interesting in playing with leaves. His question brings them pause, why do leaves change colour? They hadn't taken the time to really think about it. “Maybe it's cuz it's so hot or something? The idea of them just deciding to die is kinda funny though” that may not be the right answer either, they never pretended to be an expert on their surroundings.

“I've never heard of a cat getting sick from a rotting leaf, besides rotting prey smells real bad! The leaf smells quite fine” they decide to walk closer, leaning down to bring their nose close to the leaf. With a pause they then wrinkle their muzzle, pretending that they smelled something horrible “actually? doesn't this leaf smell bad to you?” Shriketalon's voice lowers to a whisper as they glance at him. Only to burst into a wide grin moments later “I'm just messing with ya, do you think there are bad smelling leaves out there though?”

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• SHRIKETALON || They/them, Warrior of ShadowClan, 30 moons
  ✧ A long haired black feline with low white spotting and hazel eyes. A small tear marks their right ear.
  ✧ Mentored by Nectarsong | Mentoring N/A
  ✧ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ⭃ underline and tag when attacking.
  ✧ penned by Juice ⭃ Ouijeejuice on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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[MARBLEPAW]

"Some leaves do go bad," Marblepaw mews, padding up to Shriketalon and Leechpaw and settling herself near them. She stifles a yawn; she's still tired from yesterday's training, and today has proven to be just as mentally strenuous. She almost envies Sycamorepaw, who trains his body more than he tests his memory; she feels as though with every step, information pours from her ears, like she cannot contain everything Starlingheart has taught her.

She yawns again, this time catching it midair with a paw. "If the herbs get wet, they can get moldy, and we have to throw them out," she explains. "And when they get too dry, they lose their, uh... their effectiveness." She shrugs. Maybe it's not the same thing as prey rotting, but it's something similar, she thinks.

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• Marblekit . Marblepaw, she/they w/ feminine and non-gendered terms.
  — “speech”, thoughts, attack
  — 7 moons old, ages realistically on the 1st.
  — mentored by Starlingheart ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a
  — shadowclan medicine cat apprentice, formerly a rogue. siltcloud x lilacfur, gen 3.
  — currently mated to n/a.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  sh fawn tabby with dull green eyes. courageous, curious, introspective, observant, judgmental, snarky.
  
  

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[Ternfrost.]

WONDERED WHAT IT'S LIKE TO
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maggotfur ♛ 21 moons ♛ female ♛ she/her ♛ shadowclan warrior ​

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Maggotfur likes her apprentice - for all that she ha little patience for others, Leechpaw is at least amusing. And clearly has it's priorities right, with it's fascination with the strange like herself. So when questions are posed, she is content to muse on them - head tipping to the side as she listens to the others answer with blank-faced impassivity. " They starve and die, I think - whatever plants eat must be scarce in leaf-fall and leaf-bare just like our prey, " Or maybe it's thirst that leaves them rotting? Though, that answer makes a bit less senese - wouldn't they all wither away in green-leaf then, beneath the heat that they so kindly shade shadowclan from? Starvation is a far more familiar thing - she's seen it in the lizards and mice she catches beneath her paws, felt in in her own aching ribcage... Ah, whatever, it hardly matters anyways. " And I don't think bugs have bones - or at least none of the wriggly ones do, " she's cut up a worm before after all, and there was nothing much to see. Beetles though - they might have bones. They're certainly crunchy enough for it.

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[Gigglepaw]

With Marblepaw's new training regiment, it's been harder and harder to see her or find the time to hang out with her, which Gigglekit understands - being a medicine cat's apprentice is rightly hard work, and she wants more than anything for her cousin to succeed in this new walk of life she's chosen for herself. But that doesn't mean that Gigglekit isn't quick on the draw when it comes to finding her cousin on an off-moment, like now, with how she's talking about ineffective leaves.

"They lose their effectiveness, but can they also make cats sick instead of better?" Gigglekit questioned as she stepped into the conversation, Marblepaw's presence a bonus to a conversation that had already seemed rather interesting to the young she-cat. "No bones? Yuck... imagine how weird it would be to find a cat with no bones. They'd be all floppy."

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• GIGGLEKIT ✩ kit of shadowclan, five moons
  → blinks incessantly & uncontrollably.
  → peaceful and healing powerplay permitted.
  → penned by Archivist → .archivist on discord.
  

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[lilacfur]

Her daughters attention to her studies is remarkably well, making her hopeful of Marblepaw's chosen path to medicine. She certainly had her mothers' determination and there is comfort in seeing how her children have taken to the features of Siltcloud that Lilacfur had come to love so dearly.

"That's a good question, Gigglekit. I never thought of that." The lead encouraged her curiosity with a calm smile. "I think, if the herb simply loses effectiveness its just not quite useful. Like eating fur or feathers. But eating moldy herbs sound like a stomach ache for sure." Such lack of detail sounded very unlike her sister however, she can't recall a time anyone had complained of receiving improper herbs.

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• LILACFUR ✩ she/her, 20 moons, mother to marblekit and sycamorekit
  ⭃ lh lilac rosette with yellow eyes (carrying cinnamon, solid), a torn ear and claw marks beside her eye.
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking ↛ see battle info here
  ⭃ penned by this loser ↛ @gonkpilled on discord, feel free to dm for plots.
  

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