Open Territory CUT TO THE FEELING ʚɞ herb patrol

[SWALLOWBREEZE]

This area seems overrun with spiders and webs! Don't get bit! — tree branches creak and groan as the wind whistles overhead, leaf-fall is a quiet season. it doesn't sing like newleaf does, instead it quietly hums— the sound growing ever louder as it gets colder and colder. swallowbreeze fears for what will arrive once leafbare rears it's ugly head, and she knows that's a universal feeling.

swallowbreeze noses around one of her plants, gingerly plucking a dock leaf from a crowded bush. something about this spot in the territory felt... off, like many little eyeballs were watching her, but she couldn't put her paw on it. must not be getting a lot of sleep, she concludes, and turns to place her herb down.

the spider finds her first. it gently lowers itself from a web, landing carefully onto her nose. the medic's eyes slowly focus on the black smudge in her vision, and when it does, she jumps back with a startled yelp. "spider!" she says to the non-threatening bug, her back paws squishing onto a wad of cobweb behind her. "oh, my stars, this place is overrun!"

herb scavenger — In honor of Halloween, any rolls containing COBWEBS will get +1!

𖧧 Coin Flip: Heads - Success
𖧧 1d7 Roll: 2 - Aches
𖧧 Herb Found - Dock

 

[Maplemouse Maplemouse]

It seemed that with the cooling of the seasons, the spider population had decided to come out full force to try to get some good meals before all the fluttering creepies and crawlies went into hiding. However, it seemed poor Swallowbreeze hadn't expected as much, on edge as the patrol wandered the area. Maplemouse had paused to take a good look at a lovely little orbweaver when the medicine cat shrieked indignantly.

They had to chuckle lightly, seeing her fumble about the cobwebs, but they hadn't seen the little spider who had hitched a ride with the poor molly. "Here, let me give you a paw." They stepped about the sticky cobwebs tangled into the grass, settling on their haunches at the medicine cat's side as they reached out and ever so carefully scooped the spider from off her muzzle. "There you are, spider-free!" Maplemouse purred, looking down at the thing with a stern expression. "Miss Swallowbreeze is no prey of yours, back to the underbrush you go now." Just as delicately, they played the furred little thing into a nearby bush.

Though they hummed with a smile, noticing something in the bush. Reaching in, they pulled it out with a small huff. "Ah, perfect! A stick!" Maplemouse hummed with a triumphant grin, turning back to the patrol. "Now we can brush away any pesky cobwebs, or collect them! You make rather good use of the stuff, don't you?" It had very little knowledge in medicine, but the webs made for a good tool for healing, so purrhaps it was a blessing in disguise.

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𖧧 Coin Flip: Heads - Success
𖧧 1d7 Roll: 6 - Labor & Delivery and Kit Health
𖧧 Herb Found - Sticks

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MAPLEMOUSE They/It/Neos, Skyclan warrior, 27 moons old.
A scrappy, chocolate mink with an overbite and green eyes.
mentored by none // mentoring Briarpaw
littermate to Mulberryburst
NPC x NPC / parent to none / mated to none
"SPEECH" // "THOUGHTS" // ATTACK
penned by Pheo ↛ phoenixwashere on discord, feel free to dm for plots.