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Post by angel on Apr 19, 2012 12:43:57 GMT -5
Sagepaw padded out of camp she had been told to go and gather some Feverfew and well as some Marigold. They where almost completely out of both of them. Her and Robingsong had gone through the herbs that morning throwing out the old moldy stuff. They needed a fresh supply. So while Robingsong went to gather Tansy Sagepaw had to find and gather another herb. Hopefully she could find the right herb and collect it. Sagepaw padded through the territory deep in thought. She was thinking about all the herbs she still had to learn and was trying to remember what each one was used for. But she became distracted by the sent of a herb. Tracking it she discovered a patch of marigold. "Marigold good for...." What was it good for come on think. Oh I remember now "Marigold good for wounds and sores also treats infection." She purred softly pleased she remembered. She scanned the area to remember where they where so she could come back and get them once she found the feverfew.
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Malicious
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"Secretes are meant to be lost in the past..."
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Post by Malicious on Apr 19, 2012 17:38:53 GMT -5
Raggedpelt padded along slowly, his amber gaze traveling from one side of him to the other, his large ears perked on the top of his head. It was another average day, and he had decided to go out hunting, even without a hunting Patrol. After all, since he had recently been made deputy he started going out hunting a patrolling more than normal, just like he had done after being made a warrior. He felt more of a need to provide for the Clan as he went up in ranks, but this time he was near to driving himself into exhaustion.
The black tom sighed to himself before pausing to sniff the air. So far, he hadn't had much luck hunting, and had only managed to bring back a mouse that morning. It wasn't much of an accomplishment, since he saw younger cats bringing back rabbits. He wanted to bring something else back, and he refused to ear until he caught enough for two cats to eat. The WindClan cat continued after figuring out that there wasn't really anything else nearby to hunt. He would have to look elsewhere.
"Marigold good for wounds and sores also treats infection."
The tom's ears perked again, and he looked around slowly for where it came from. He recognized it, but couldn't quite place where he had heard it before. The deputy flattened his ears against the top of his head and crouched down, stalking over form the direction he had heard the voice coming from. Could it possibly be another cat crossing the border? No, he didn't smell any other Clan cat; he could smell WindClan, and that was about it. He snuck over to find that the one who was talking was Sagepaw, Robinsong's apprentice. She must have been looking for some herbs to restock with.
"...Do you need any help?" Raggedpelt asked, relaxing his muscles as he returned to a normal walking position from the crouch. He sat up, wrapping his tail around his paws as he looked down at the younger cat. He was taller than even grown warriors, mostly because of his long limbs. The tom was never very good at introducing himself, but since he had been made deputy, most other cats knew who he was even if they hadn't really talked to him before. That saved him the trouble of introducing himself... or, at least he hoped it did.
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