my pretty sleeper ] herb collecting

[lovelight]

Lovelight pads through the frost-kissed undergrowth, his breath visible in faint wisps against the morning chill. The earth under his paws crunches softly, a thin layer of frost making each step feel sharp and almost brittle. The early frost has struck harder than expected, and while the cold doesn't bother him as much, he worries about the impact on the herbs. Gentlestorm had mentioned a need for stockpiling, and Lovelight had offered to help with the search, gathering a few other cats to join him. He steps carefully around the edges of bushes, his amber eyes scanning for any hints of green or the distinctive shapes of leaves that might signal a clump of herbs. His gaze falls on a patch of withered stems near a rock, and he grimaces. Whatever plants had been there are little more than blackened stalks now, their vitality drained by the frost. With a disappointed sigh, Lovelight noses around in the surrounding brush, hoping for something usable.

Minutes pass, and his paws grow colder as he moves through the undergrowth, eyes alert for anything promising. He remains silent as he searches, the only sounds being the crunch of frost underpaw and the occasional soft rustle of leaves from the others nearby. Lovelight's thoughts drift to worries of how quickly their stores could dwindle if the frost persists. The sense of urgency pushes him onward, his movements a little quicker as he scours the frosted terrain. After what feels like an eternity of searching with no success, he straightens and takes a moment to catch his breath. His shoulders sag slightly, frustration and worry etched into his expression. The early frost has been harsher than he anticipated, and the forest seems unwilling to give up its last remnants of green today. Finally, he lifts his head and calls out softly, his voice cutting through the quiet, "Has anyone found anything yet?" His gaze flickers over to where the others are scattered nearby, hoping for some sign of success.

[rolled a 4! no herbs :( ]​

 

[ivorypaw]

This is, seemingly, Ivorypaw's first leafbare. She'd been born in the warm seasons, so even after she'd been expelled from her kittypet life and accepted into ThunderClan, she had never been cold before. She finds it difficult to sleep at night, and, furtively, sometimes wishes the moss in her nest were the soft, velvety material that had lined her mother's bed when she was a kit.

Nevertheless, Ivorypaw follows Lovelight with her curled ears perked, her brown eyes wide and alert. She knew the Clan needed everything it could get right now — whether that be prey, materials for strengthening their camp, or herbs to heal wounds and sickness. The pale she-cat tastes the air, just in case she happens upon some prey first... but there's nothing, nothing but the tang of early frost and dead leaves. She flicks her tail in frustration. She knows what herbs smell like, too, and yet...

"Everything kinda smells the same right now," she says to Lovelight and the others, a frown curving into her muzzle. She lowers her face to sniff at the piles of leaves, hoping something green will show its face, but even as she begins to scrape away the cold, wet debris, she finds nothing. Disappointment begins to light in her heart — would the rest of her patrol have better luck?

『 out of character. 』 ✧･ﾟ:* 『 about. 』

• ooc: mentor tag @PALEFIRE ; rolled a 4, no herbs
• Adora . Ivorykit . Ivorypaw, she/her w/ feminine terms.
  — "speech", thoughts, attack
  — 8 moons old, ages realistically on the 16th.
  — mentored by Palefire ; mentoring n/a ; previously mentored n/a.
  — thunderclan apprentice. npc x npc, gen 1.
  — penned by Marquette.
  
  
  lh white she-cat with curled ears and brown eyes. compassionate, righteous, naive, idealistic, self-doubting, self-destructive.

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[ORANGEPAW.]

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- "oh, what's... what's this?"

hes quiet when he speaks but he speaks, nonetheless. his nose twitches as he walks closer to whatever it is that he's found. his tail twitches as he sniffs closer, sneezing and tumbling back onto his hind quarters with a quiet giggle. he knows that scent anywhere, given how many times it's been on him specifically. he shakes his head, letting out yet another sneeze before pushing back onto his paws and grabbing the bundle of cobwebs found on a stick. nice enough, yeah? gentlestorm probably could get some use out of these. one can hope.

"i found some cobwebs. any luck with you guys?"

he asks, with a careful tilt of his head. it doesn't seem like it. maybe his mentor had better luck. he can only hope. it's hard to find stuff with all this frost out here. he's gone through a leafbare before but this seems different now. he's much older, and he can make a lot more sense of a lot more things. he can only hope nothing bad will happen this time. his clan has been through quite enough.

/ rolled a 8! found cobweb! mentor tag @leafhusk

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎┌── honestly, i thought that i would be dead by now ⋅❁⋅ calling security, keeping my head held down──┐‎

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  ORANGEPAW ✩ he/they, apprentice of thunderclan, 12 moons.
  ⭃ rather large polydactyl orange tabby with white markings, green eyes, a broken left hind leg, and scars on his face and right side
  ⭃ npc x npc // no known family. mother is deceased
  ⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ↛ not necessarily great in battle. semi easy to attack due to lack of experience alone.
  ⭃ penned by scar ↛ @salemdraws on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[tigerwing]

Orange and chocolate fur shivered as she placed gentle and quiet steps forward, leading her apprentice carefully. It had been doing well, already. And though she worried, she put a little bit of trust in it to do as it needed to, to grow. Nothing can grow by being suffocated. And often, Tigerwing would find herself learning new things herself as the days passed with Howlpaw as her apprentice.

It had fought valiantly against a dog, chasing it away, and if that didn't scream something good in regards for the apprentice, she didn't know what would. (Though she was nervous about the ravenous look it portrayed, as it seemed to hunger and crave that fight, it was already proving to be an exceptional apprentice.)

As she placed a whitened and chocolate snout into a bush to sniff around, she scrunched her muzzle as she felt prickles. And upon careful observation, she would recognize it's smell slightly. She has spent more than enough times in the medicine den that her paws carefully dug into the hardened ground, before tugging it gently and lifting her head. "Found something... Dunno, I think I seen them use this before," she mutters softly. She wouldn't know if it was the prickled of the leaves and head, or the roots. They often used all sorts. But she was proud and hoped she was correct.

Them was a hard word to use. Berryheart... Though she never spent enough time with the tom, curiously entering his den once upon a time to ask him many questions in which he answered the best he could. Then, gentlestorm. Her heart panged with sadness for Berry though, but she bit back her grief to venture forward.

@HOWLPAW app tag!!/
Rolled 13! Found herb for infection!/

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[SHADOWEDPAW]

He's starting to wonder if he did something wrong to be stuck on these sort of patrols. His claws itch to find something other than moss for nests and herbs for the medicine den. A hunting patrol — Shadowedpaw just wants to go hunting, to bring back something Crimsonsun and Shadedmoon will take proper notice of.

He is stuck again, this time without a sibling at his side (Though they can't be too far off, can they? Shadowedpaw isn't really sure who all met the same fate he has today.) and with a task to find herbs instead of moss. Moss was easy — he knows what that looks like. Herbs, however? He can only hope he doesn't return with something useless like... a stingy, wilting weed.

He feels lost as the patrol splits off, and his gaze takes to the ground. Shadowedpaw doesn't think he's ever paid this much attention to the oak forest's plants and they... they really do kind of look the same, don't they? He'll never understand how Gentlestorm does this — how anyone who's been on an herb patrol before can feel like any sort of expert in the process.

" Same, same, same.... " he mutters to himself, patchworked tail flicking behind him in frustration as his line of sight darts from plant to plant. His tail pauses as his gaze settles on a patch of foliage — one that stands out from the rest. " ... Different....? "

Stars above, don't let it be a weed!

Nerves set him toward the patch, and the tom bends down to collect what he can. He thinks he remembers different parts of plants being of use in the medicine den, and with his uncertainty of just what he's found rising, Shadowedpaw decides to just pull the possible herb out of the ground, root and all. When he's finished, he returns to the group.

" Hey — I think I found something! "

// rolled a 16! +3 points

 

[SPIDERPAW]

♡ a narrow muzzle hovers inches above the frosted earth where small snuffling noises could be heard escaping an soot-colored nose at spiderpaw searches through the withering undergrowth in hopes of picking up any sort of medicinal smell and so far nothing stood out above the bitter cold and the apprentice was beginning to fear they'd come up empty-pawed once more until they came across a peculiar area that had a hint of something.

thinking it might be herbs, spiderpaw is quick to brush away the leaf-litter where it's revealed hidden beneath is a patch of weed-like flowers that are thankfully untouched by the cold. they sniff at the flora and their ears would flick upwards as a sort of giddiness bloomed through their chest when realizing it smells like something that could be found in the medicine den. spiderpaw is careful when plucking the plants, gathering what they could before lifting their head to gaze at the others with a sort of sparkle behind usually timid golden hues. " mhfound s—somfthing! " they announce in a muffled tone, tail sweeping to and fro proudly.

|| rolled a 17 and found a herb for respiratory infection ! +3 points ​

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