PAFP Event Territory WC run ourselves ragged // finding supplies

[Ravenmask]

{$title} This takes place in Phase 3 of the storm event after everyone's reconvened.

Ravenmask grunted as he hoisted himself up onto his legs, wincing at the strain on his bad one. It didn't seem much worse, probably nothin' permanent, but when things were settled he'd need to go see Dimmingsun and Meadowpaw about it, for sure. Well, until then, he couldn't bear to just sit around this makeshift camp like a bump on a log. He wasn't so old that he was useless!

"I'm goin' to go find some moss or herbs or somethin'," he mewed gruffly. "If anyone wants to come along." Truthfully, he would rather have company than not, but with so many potentially injured and exhausted, he knew it was a long shot.

Without waiting for a reply, the Clan's elder padded into the soggy grass of the moors - he wasn't entirely sure what it was he was looking for, but he'd probably know it when he found it.

___________________ UPHILL IN THE SNOW ☆ BOTH WAYS ___________________

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  Tagging: @Talonpaw
  Please wait until Talonpaw replies before posting!
  
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• RAVENMASK he/him, windclan elder, 93 moons.
  ☆ White and black tom with smoky stripes, bright green eyes, and a twisted back paw.
  ☆ brother of Mallowfeather
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline when attacking/physically interacting
  ☆ penned by plot ↛ plot_twists on discord, feel free to dm for interacts.

 

[Talonpaw Talonpaw]

Ravenmask spoke, and Talon flicked a torn ear. At first, he didn't register it, his blue eye sharply staring at Yewkit and Meadowpaw, his heart in his chest thrumming at protective urges that wanted to keep them safe. Keep them warm, keep them content. He watched the way Meadowpaw stared like she had lost the ability to see herself. And the way Yewkit even seemed to grieve.

And talon hated it.

When the words registered, the tabby would suddenly push himself to his paws. "I'll come with. Can't recognize everythin' but can recognize what's important. We need whatever we can get an' whatever paws can hold it." He said, blinking a blue eye slowly at the other before glancing to the other few cats. They've shown him, he won't be alone, and if anything happens, even if his side was sore- he knew how to swim and how to help. It was better than nothing. He was a Windclanner. And more than anything, he just wanted to feel useful. Even if his paws fell off. Before Meadowpaw could argue, he'd move after the older tom.

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Talon he/him, windclan 8 moons old.
black tabby with dark greyish brown undercoat and white underbelly. white crest on chest, and scars lining left side of face, blinding his right eye. icey blue eyes and white that is slowly starting to streak his features. Back scars non-existent for now.
mentored by Merrystalk // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / father/mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by Deidre ↛ deidre on discord, feel free to dm for plots. Art by PurpleCandyCorn.

 

[Jaypaw ⏾]

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Jaypaw felt useless. He was, of course, glad to be reunited with the rest of his clanmates, and he was glad that none of them were gravely injured, but... he had caused problems and he could not fix them. And so he sat in his misery, until Ravenmask stated he would go and look for some herbs.

"I'll join as well." he raised his head, speaking maybe too desperately, as he approached the elder and Talon. "I might not know much about herbs, but another set of paws might still prove useful."

Their home destroyed, the clan was doing everything in their power to hold together, to not fall apart. Jaypaw knew this has happened before and they survived, but still, a soul could only take so much before it broke and crumbled into dust. Jaypaw hoped that with his help, he could contribute little by little to restoring the haven that used to be the safety of WindClan's camp. He wasn't sure what he would do if that didn't work.

"Where do you suggest we go look, Ravenmask?"

 

[Cricketpaw Cricketpaw]

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head, a sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

.

Determination shone in Cricketpaw's lone bright eye as she bounded after Ravenmask, her fur puffed out against the chill. " Wait!! Wait up! " she called, scrambling to catch up with quick little strides until she fell into step beside the others. Her tail lifted high, twitching with energy as Talon and Jaypaw joined in too. " Well, I know plenty of herbs! " she chirped, her tone brimming with confidence even as her breath came in quick little puffs. " I followed my sister around on herb patrols all the time! " The pride in her voice was obvious, and she gave a firm little nod, glancing between the two toms before fixing her gaze back on Ravenmask with an eager grin.

" I can help with this, I want to help. " she added. Meadowpaw and Dimmingsun needed all the paws they could get, and she wasn't about to stand around doing nothing while everyone else worked. Not when she could actually make herself useful. Still, the memory of the flood pressed against the edges of her mind, the roar of the water, the taste of mud, the way it had clawed at her fur and dragged her down. Her chest tightened briefly, and a shiver raced along her spine as she thought of Silentstep, the pretty she-cat that had pulled her out before the water claimed her. If not for her...

No. She couldn't think about that now.

She swallowed, forcing the heat rising in her ears to fade, and straightened herself again, shoulders squared. " I'll help. " she repeated firmly, her voice steadier this time. " I promise. " And this time, she meant it with every fiber of her being.

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[Ravenmask]

Ravenmask was awfully pleased that the cats joining him were so many of the Clan's 'paws. Would be a good learning experience for the young cats, certainly! And he was thankful that Talonpaw and Cricketpaw, with their herb knowledge, would be able to help him out. He knew a few, but certainly not enough to spot everything that might be useful.

"Come along then," he mewed to the apprentices, leading them from the temporary camp with a slight limp in his step. He'd probably need to get that checked out once Dimmingsun and Meadowpaw had their stores replenished. 'Til then, he'd leave the herbs for those in the most need.

"Nice thing is, though it was a heck of a lotta rain, most plants should still be intact," he mewed. "We just lost the stuff that'd been collected already." He looked to Cricketpaw.

"Cricketpaw, you've been out on these herb patrols before. Where're some of the closest spots you've gone to get herbs? We can start there and then try drier ground."

___________________ UPHILL IN THE SNOW ☆ BOTH WAYS ___________________

• "speech" || "thoughts"
  Tagging: @Jaypaw ⏾ @Talonpaw , and specifically asking a question of @Cricketpaw
  
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• RAVENMASK he/him, windclan elder, 93 moons.
  ☆ White and black tom with smoky stripes, bright green eyes, and a twisted back paw.
  ☆ brother of Mallowfeather
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline when attacking/physically interacting
  ☆ penned by plot ↛ plot_twists on discord, feel free to dm for interacts.

 

[Molewhisker Molewhisker]

——————— Does the wind feel a gladness at the work that it's done?

The chimaera had listened passively to the conversation, surveying some of the den entrances as Ravenmask and a huddle of apprentices decided to go searching for supplies. Molewhisker was not all adept with apprentices, but the elder touting along three apprentices seemed unfair, even if the old tom was more than adept at handling them all.

So, they stepped away from their surveying and spoke up. "I shall accompany you all, too. I can assist in identifying any herbs that may be of use." Nonetheless that the three apprentices needed more supervision, but Molewhisker had faith in the three not to cause any issues.

It stepped ahead, blinking as Ravenmask discussed with the apprentices; it seemed particularly little Cricketpaw had already grown to become a worthy asset to the clan. Once a scrap of fur needing to be rescued from all sorts of mischief, she was growing into an admirable young warrior. They smiled as the small patrol wandered into the territory, in the face of the wrath of the weather patterns, Windclan still were more than capable of thriving in the face of it. Life was rife with challenges, but to see the clan thrive in the face of it warmed them.

The tunneler chose not to butt in further, rather focusing on any plants left intact following the flooding. But so close to the camp, most had been trampled and suffocated beneath the mud. They would need to venture further into the moors yet again.

——— I won't go making mountains

out of molehills anymore. ———

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  Molewhisker
  ✦—Windclan tunneller | 28 moons
  ✦—They/It
  ✦—"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  ✦—A soft-spoken, small, red and blue chimaera with overly long whiskers.
  #9D9D9D

 

[Tinytail's icon Tinytail Tinytail]

Tinytail​

status: tired​

She does not speak but she follows the cats that leave to search. She has been useless this entire time, at least now she can provide some sort of help. Some sort of use. Now that the rain has stopped she can smell things besides just wet. That stormy scent is gone now and she can smell the moss and the flowers. The lack of blue in her vision is almost a relief. The edges of her vision tint dark but the colors are still there for now. She can find moss by its vibrant green. Flowers and herbs by the bright colors.

For now she can be of some help in searching she so will follow the group where she must. Her ears perked forward for conversation and her nose to the ground. She will not return empty pawed. She will not let herself return empty pawed. For to do so will mean she has failed. And she can not allow that to happen.

It's not symmetrical or perfect but it's beautiful, and it's mine

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  TINYTAIL She/Her A high energy, black and cinnamon chimera with high white and blind amber eyes.
  
  ꩜ Tunneler of Windclan
  ꩜ Sister to Maremane
  ꩜ 29 moons; ages on the 1st of every month (updated 8/31/2025)
  ꩜ speech thought action
  ꩜ peaceful/healing powerplay permitted
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[Cricketpaw Cricketpaw]

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head, a sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

.

When all eyes turned to her, Cricketpaw's single eye widened for a heartbeat, almost startled before a bright smile broke across her face. She bounced once on her paws, looking up at Ravenmask with eagerness shining in every whisker. " Oh, yes, yes! I can show you! " she chirped, pride fluttering in her chest at the chance to help. " Okay, uhm... " Her gaze flicked toward Tinytail and Molewhisker as they padded over. Oh, good! Even more paws to help gather herbs!

" Right, so if you follow me, we can find some herbs! " she declared, trotting ahead with a spring in her step. She let her memory guide her, recalling the places Meadowpaw often visited, a certain warmth spreading through her little frame as she recalled the memories with the other. She felt a bit flustered, aware that she was in the presence of Talon and Jaypaw too. They would surely find some stuff, not everything had been washed away in the flood. Some herbs had to have survived. They had to.

And as if on a spark of hope had been sent her way, she spotted something. " Oh, look over there! " she called suddenly, darting toward a patch of green. Her eye gleamed as she spotted the familiar serrated leaves. " This! This is one of them! " She hesitated, brow furrowing as she tried to recall its use. What had Meadowpaw said again? It was right there... She knew the herb.... What did her sister often use it for again?

And then it hit her.

" Nettle's sting, a healer's boon, for broken bones, it helps heal soon! " she recited proudly, chest puffed out as she turned back to the others. She did remember! " There might be more herbs nearby. " she added, glancing around with new excitement. " Let's look together, we can bring back a whole bunch! "

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9 MOONS

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[Jaypaw ⏾]

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Jaypaw listened closely as Cricketpaw talked, looking at her warmly. They would be quite lost without the apprentice, but now they had a chance of actually restoring the medicine stock. "Thank you, Cricketpaw!" he nodded and smiled in her direction, ready to follow her.

They walked across the moor after Cricketpaw, puddles all around them, though, for the first time in a long while, there was no heavy rain shower. Just a mild drizzle, something Jaypaw basically ignored at this point. He wondered if Meadowpaw would accept this peace offering, his help, since his foolish acting when they had last met up. He hoped she could forgive him and for that, he needed to find some herb to bring back home (or, well, their temporary home at least).

As they stopped, Jaypaw watched Cricketpaw examine a plant he thought he recognised from the medicine den, but wasn't sure if it was anything at all or just his imagination. But then Cricketpaw picked it up and called it a Nettle's sting, which must have meant it was indeed an herb. He looked around, trying to see if any of the plants around them were familiar to him, even though it was mainly just greens to him. A couple wet flowers in a field of grass. But maybe...

"Is this anything good?" he asked Cricketpaw, pointing at a plant with basal leaves he thought might have been familiar. Carefully plucking the plant out of the ground, he picked it up and turned towards the rest of the patrol. "I think thish ish shomething usheful." he mumbled with his mouth full.

OOC: rolled for burnet! sent screenshot to scarlet's and karmen's channel​

 

[Ravenmask]

"Well, thank ya muchly, Cricketpaw!" he mewed, following along. The apprentice managed to find them some nettle, and then young Jaypaw scrounged up some burnet for the Clan's healers. Hopefully these would all help Meadowpaw and Dimmingsun with the cats who got injured and sick in the flooding. Plus, with the addition of Tinytail and Molewhisker, the number of paws working at finding herbs would be so much easier!

Ravenmask padded a little further from the group, sniffing around for something he thought he recognized. Hm... something that maybe Meadowpaw'd used for him before? His teeth nipped at the flowering bud, and he padded back to the group with the plant in his jaws.

"Meadowpaw and Dimmingsun are gonna be real pleased with all this!" he mused aloud.

___________________ UPHILL IN THE SNOW ☆ BOTH WAYS ___________________

• "speech" || "thoughts"
  Tagging: None
  Rolled a 1 on my 1d3 roll. Failure - you found a useless weed.
  
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• RAVENMASK he/him, windclan elder, 93 moons.
  ☆ White and black tom with smoky stripes, bright green eyes, and a twisted back paw.
  ☆ brother of Mallowfeather
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline when attacking/physically interacting
  ☆ penned by plot ↛ plot_twists on discord, feel free to dm for interacts.

 

[Cricketpaw Cricketpaw]

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head, a sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

.

Cricketpaw offered the others an encouraging smile, her tail giving a bright flick as she leaned in to see what Jaypaw had found. She crouched, sniffing curiously at the herb before her whiskers twitched in delight. " I think you got something, yeah! Good job, Jaypaw! " she chirped, her voice full of pride. " See? We're going to help Dimmin' and Meadow fill their herb stores back up in no time! " Puffing her chest out proudly, she gave a small bounce before glancing around again, her own gathered herb still tucked neatly into her fur. " I can't recall exactly which this one was used for, but I know Meadowpaw's used it before, so we'd best take it along! " she decided firmly, nodding once for emphasis.

When Ravenmask appeared beside them, holding up a small flowering bud, her eye brightened further. " Oh! That one looks pretty! Not sure I've seen it before, but we can bring it too, just in case. Better safe than sorry, right? " Then her gaze flicked back to Jaypaw, ears perking as something clicked. " Oh, oh! I remember now! That's burnet! Meadowpaw said it helps for long journeys, keeps cats strong! " She paused, thoughtful for a beat before looking up. " Maybe it'll help tired cats too... Everyone's been through so much. And we'll have to travel home eventually... "

She gave her head a quick shake, forcing herself to stay positive as she padded forward, nose low to the ground and whiskers twitching. " Come on, let's find some more! Meadowpaw and Dimmin' are gonna be so proud of us! "

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9 MOONS

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ooc: no herbs found in this roll!

 

[Talonpaw Talonpaw]

when talonpaw offered to come, he had not expected so many to come as well. his body remained stiff as he moved on the far right side of the group, lingering behind as he scanned a blue eye to watch carefully. He was trying- his tired limbs would not rest though- and his stomach growled softly yet he endured and ignored. meadowpaw needed these, especially since he had failed before already.

The tabby hung his head over the grass, keeping an eye trained on the others, while searching for the scents of herbs and snuffling at the grass for signs of prey... But no scent of food lingered- and instead he found his nose pressed suddenly against a small stalk- struggling but still standing tall as it can. It smelled... Of salt yet green and dirt, and he carefully picked the stem before moving forward again after the group.

He was a bit hesitant not to ask- but he did not want to speak, this voice seemingly gone in the group. There was no point, perhaps Meadowpaws sister- but he did not know her.

///Found comfrey!!

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Talon he/him, windclan 8 moons old.
black tabby with dark greyish brown undercoat and white underbelly. white crest on chest, and scars lining left side of face, blinding his right eye. icey blue eyes and white that is slowly starting to streak his features. Back scars non-existent for now.
mentored by Merrystalk // mentoring none
littermate to none
NPC x NPC / father/mother to none / mated to none
"speech" // "thoughts"
penned by Deidre ↛ deidre on discord, feel free to dm for plots. Art by PurpleCandyCorn.

 

[Jaypaw ⏾]

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Jaypaw smiled as Cricketpaw confirmed his suspicions and purred in her direction. He tried to engrave the memory of this plant in his mind, though he doubted he would remember. It was all just greenery to him, he had no idea how the medicine cats managed to remember it all - not just what was good and bad, but what each plant did. To Jaypaw, it all appeared the same.

He tried looking around for more, the grass swaying gently in the wind. When Ravenmask found something, Jaypaw beamed happily at the old tom, glad to see their haul growing in size. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.

"What about this?" he mused to himself out loud, but it was just useless weed. "Or this... oh that's just grass, I think."

Jaypaw's mind was starting to become hazy, all the greens blending in together, the grass stalks growing blurry. Perhaps the exhaustion of the past days has finally started taking its toll. He could no longer focus on the plants.

"I think..." he started. "Maybe it's time we head back." he would wait for the others to finish their search, but Jaypaw felt spent. He had found this... this burnet and that had to have been enough, for he could not focus on anything else anymore.


OOC: Found nothing this time. Not sure how unofficial herb patrols work, so was thinking we might end it here! But if you wanna continue, feel free to tell him no!