Territory WindClan the sweet scent of summer ✿ — herb patrol

This thread takes place outside the clan's camp in its territory.

Meadowpaw

One day I'll learn to bloom again
One day I'll learn to bloom again
WindClan
Medicine Cat Apprentice
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The heat had begun to settle over the prairie, draping the land in an increasingly heavy heat. The perched grasses swayed lazily, their tips catching the sunlight in golden sparks. Meadowpaw hobbled at a slow pace across sunbaked ground, the breeze thick with the scent of greenleaf.

She stopped, flame-marred ears flicking as her gaze swept the swaying grass for anything useful. Nothing yet—but with green-leaf in full swing there was bound to be plenty just around the corner.

It was hot, but it still felt good to have a chance to see some scenery. After what happened with Dustystar, she hadn't been allowed to leave camp much, less so than before. She could understand why, so she wouldn't complain. It was frightening, knowing there were cats out there who wished harm… "Everyone stay close, okay?" She called softly, glancing over to do a head count of the patrol.

She let out a small sigh, a frown tugging at her mouth. Her paw nudged aside a cluster of dried stalks. "The heats been pickin' up lately, huh?" She murmured, squinting against the overbearing sun. A flower drooped behind her ear, curling despite having been fresh when she picked it. Its wilted white petals flopping in the warm breeze.

@Gladebloom @MUSTARDFLIGHT @Oddpaw @gorsepaw @Deadwood

Please don't forget to drop your Herb Scavenger screenshots or dice rolls in (#scarlets-attic)! If you have any trouble figuring either out, just gimme a tag and I'll help you! Also I'd like to prevent this thread from stagnating, so you can post as often as you want. You may only do one herb roll per post.

Coin Flip: Tails → Failure

→ Nothing out of the ordinary happens.. or does it! (Wild card.)

  • "speech" - thoughts
  • Meadow she/her & windclan
    Three-legged black and red tortoiseshell with green eyes.
    A light crisp-sounding voice
    Loves flowers and always has some woven into her fur
    Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. All others DM.
    Fur smells floral and mildly sweet.

    penned by Scarlet
 
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run fast don't stand in the sun
Greenleaf is definitely Oddpaw's least favourite season. They are not a big fan of the heat and the sun seems to rarely hide behind the clouds. Today the heat is almost unbearable for them and the sun is mercilessly beating on their sensitive skin and eyes. They prefer to spend days like these underground in the tunnels, where the sun cannot reach them. They hate it. They hate how sensitive their skin and eyes are and their eye colour makes everything worse. It is weird. They do not know anyone else like them. Though it could not be a surprise they turned out the way they are with a name like Oddpaw. They sigh. They really would prefer to do anything else but traipsing around the territory underneath the merciless sun. Still, they do not complain. Complaining is not going to bring them anything. All they can do is to bring this patrol behind them as soon as possible and hope they can find a little shade after.

They have fallen behind a bit, though they are not too far away from the others. Their gaze is cast on the ground to search for anything useful, but also so that they do not have to look at the sun. They only hum in agreement with Meadowpaw. Like usually they have not spoken much today, in fact they have not uttered a single on this patrol so far. They do not like the way they speak. It is another reason why others find them off, odd, weird and strange. If they could they would speak like everyone else, but they do not know how, so they rarely speak. They stop when they spot a leaf on the ground. They do not recognise it, but it might be something useful. "Oddpaw has found something." They announce. "Is it something useful?" They inquire and nose the leaf they found.
  • ooc
    —— Coin Flip: Heads → Success → Wound & Infection → Oak Leaf
  • and I don't want the
    world
    to see
    me

    'Cause
    I
    don't think that they'd
    understand
  • Oddpaw they/them
    small half black and half white cat with light pink eyes
    ♡ tunneller apprentice of Windclan
    ♡ 6 moons; ages on the 28th of every month
    speech thought physical interaction attacks
    ♡ peaceful and healing powerplay is allowed

    penned by Nightfox
 

It's a slow start, but green-leaf is the abundant time for herbs. She doesn't have to go far before a scraggly bush peeks out from the tall grass.

A juniper bush—its branches sag with unripened berries. She pushes through the grass to get a closer look. While there are plenty of berries, they are far from ripe, all of them a pale green instead of dark blue. There are darker ones shed from the previous seasons, but they have shriveled long ago, no good now.

Meadowpaw passes them, her attention caught by a different plant with thick leaves. Pink bell-shaped flowers dangle near the top. She waits, watching a chubby little bumblebee hover over one, nosing the flower, coating its body in pollen before buzzing to the next. "So cute..." She whispers, watching a bit longer before approaching the plant. The leaves are familiar, she's seen them in the medicine-den, but the name escapes her.

She has just enough time to tuck a few leaves into her fur before Oddpaw calls. Lifting her head, she limps over to see what they've found. Meadowpaw recognizes the wide, notched leaf that lies at their paws immediately. "Oh, you found an oak leaf!" She chirps, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "We don't have any of those yet. Good find Oddpaw."

She leans down, wobbling slightly as she picks it up. Then she turns, tucking it into the dark ruff of Oddpaw's neck. It was their find, theirs to carry. With any luck, by the end of the patrol, there wouldn't be any room on their pelts for more herbs. Meadowpaw offers the younger apprentice a warm smile before hobbling off to continue foraging.

Initially discovered Juniper Berries but they are out of season!

Coin Flip: Heads → Success → Comfrey

  • "speech" - thoughts
  • Meadow she/her & windclan
    Three-legged black and red tortoiseshell with green eyes.
    A light crisp-sounding voice
    Loves flowers and always has some woven into her fur
    Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. All others DM.
    Fur smells floral and mildly sweet.

    penned by Scarlet