watch the stars at night / fireflyglow

In what may have been an attempt to take her mind off things between patrols, Fireflyglow had insisted on accompanying her out of camp this time. The walk would do her some good, he'd insisted along the lines of, and he needed to keep up the search for herb stocks so she might as well join him. Orangestar had agreed readily: Fireflyglow had always been a cat she enjoyed spending time with, though the change in his demeanour under Dawnglare's teachings had been concerning for a period of time.

The cold air and crisp pine needles beneath her paws remind Orangestar of the days spent travelling home from the mountains, lungwort bundle clutched carefully between her jaws. Against her better judgement, she's faintly nostalgic for it: times were simpler then, somehow, and the peace between the Clans was more palpable (at least, it had been for their pseudo-Clan in their quest: the dogs had not yet attacked them, even if those left at home were facing the rogues who had driven them from their camps).

"I haven't harvested any herbs since we were looking for the lungwort." Orangestar meows thoughtfully to Fireflyglow, breaking the silence between them. She isn't surprised by that fact: her job is to lead the Clan's warriors, not to tend to its herb stocks and heal their ill. "Is this the right plant?"

  • // @Fireflyglow
    herb roll: 13 (rare herb, fever treatment)
    points: 2
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  • ORANGESTAR ✧ she/her, leader of skyclan | six lives

    — "a scarred white-and-ginger she-cat with brown eyes."
    — mate to slatesnarl ; mentoring sangriapaw
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"Nonetheless, auntie, you have done well." Fireflyglow praises his leader with a small, tired smile as the femme offers a plant to him. Fi leans forward, sniffing the herb and turning it over in his paws to feel them. Skinny, and round. With buds that were soft and smelled..

"This is Lavender. Well done, Ora." Fireflyglow smiles up at the she-cat, leaning in to gently brush his cheek against her own in his own show of thanks. He was slowly beginning to heal from his grief, evident by the way he was beginning to be more open about his affection once more. Orangestar was like an aunt to him, she'd been by his side for many moons now. And now, he gets to serve her- and he would do so faithfully, loyally. She had his absolute allegiance to her. "Most of our clanmates have been finding me herbs, as of late. Though many are weeds, I do try my best to keep track of everything. I only hope the cold does not kill them."
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