Backwritten Territory RC Their minds as cold as ice - [December Herb Patrol]

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JINGLEMOON



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MEDICINE CAT
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30 MOONS
DINGO

Jinglemoon wasn't going to argue with Frostmoth on who was sent on what patrols but... The cats that had ended up on his herb patrol almost felt like a personal slight-- Not from Frostmoth, he was sure the deputy didn't mean anything by it and maybe didn't even know of the medicine cats' frustration with their leader in the current moment. But still, Pikestar, his siblings and Iciclewish, a cat who saw Pikestar as a parental figure essentially? The herb patrol this time has basically been Pikestar's family plus himself, there would be no confronting him here it seemed.

The weather wasn't really the best to be doing that in anyways either as small puffs of snow started to dot his pelt and kiss his nose with a chill strong enough to shiver right down the spine. They needed to keep their stocks up though regardless of the weather... Hopefully no cat here caught a chill while they were at it. "If your nose or toes start to numb, we will turn back with whatever we have and return to camp. Do not hesitate to tell me when that starts to occur" He turned his deep blue gaze on each of the patrol members with a stern look, "Frostbite can be deadly, we do not want to have to use any herbs we do find in this weather right away so don't push it, is that clear?" There would be no point in leaf-bare herb patrols if all they ended up causing was even more sick cats after all.

Snuffling around the base of a freshly snow covered tree the medicine cat would eventually tug something out from amidst the piled snow and frost-- He had been hopeful it was a herb buried just below the blanket but it ended up just being a stick... Sticks were still useful of course! But they were never in short supply either. He'd tuck it into his long tail fur, best to keep looking for now. Hopefully the others had found something a bit more useful especially for combating the colder weather.

When danger greets you with a smile
A long furred blue tabby tom with low white, long pointed ears with curved tips and dazzling blue eyes. Usually walks with a jingle in his step. Good listener and always thoughtful.

Sibling to ASTRO, Uncle to TWINKLETUFT, ECLIPSESHADE and COMETTAIL
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OOC- Set sometime shortly after the December Patrols Thread
"Prey is not the only resource of concern in the coming winter months. Although frost has not yet set in, many plants are beginning to die away and wither because of the falling snow and cold winds. It just so happens that this patrol encounters a snow shower while searching for herbs! Do you push on through the snow to help out Jinglemoon, or are you secretly hoping the patrol will turn back as soon as possible due to the inclement weather?"
@Iciclewish @PIKESTAR @Kuhli @Brookstorm

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


∘˙○˚.• KUHLI 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝
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Kuhli was surprised to be picked for a patrol, but welcomed it nonetheless. Especially when it was one with Jinglemoon, who they enjoyed the company of, and their siblings. Even Iciclewish was a welcome addition, Kuhli had not gotten to know him much, but they still liked the warrior.

The ringed cat didn't know a lot about herbs - they knew the ones twolegs had in their herb gardens, but they didn't know which of those were useful for cats too - they had only recently learned of the overlap. It was interesting how, at their core, twolegs and cats were not that different - they could both benefit from herbs it seemed. The air had grown chilly over the past days, but Kuhli didn't mind, not yet at least, just wishing to be useful.

As they walked, a familiar tree caught their attention - it was an elder and Kuhli remembered seeing twolegs cutting its flowers off the branches, their own caretakers drying them out inside their home. They weren't sure what they used them for, but maybe Jinglemoon knew? Kuhli observed the lowest branches of the tree, but there were no flowers, having already turned into berries and those, in turn, already withered in the cold. Not even the leaves were green anymore, most already turned yellow or orange hues, or even brown and dry, dead. But one small branch still remained within Kuhli's reach with green leaves showing, and they plucked it carefully, holding it gently.

"Hey Jinglemoon...?" they asked, nervously. What if it was foolish? What use would a cat have for these? But they had already spoken up and could not back out now. "Are.. are these any good?"

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


 
BROOK
HE/SHE
44 MOONS
RIVERCLAN WARRIOR
SPEECH | THOUGHTS | PHYSICAL

PENNED BY PLOT

"Understood," he said, padding along after Jinglemoon. It was odd, to be put on a patrol with not only Kuhli, but also Pikestar... and Jinglemoon seemed to feel a bit awkward about it. Was there something going on between the leader and medicine cat?

While Brook desperately wanted to pry into his brother's personal business, he still had a warrior name to earn. He couldn't very well do that just by gossiping - he had to prove he was able to contribute to the Clan itself!

He'd seen snow before, though usually from the comfort of a Twoleg nest, snuggled up with them on one of the big fluffy pelts they kept around. If it ever got too cold, the cat would wriggle underneath and lay by their housefolk's legs, glad to share the body heat. That warmth would be nice right about now, but somehow, she couldn't see herself giving up this newfound freedom. He'd just have to find someone else to snuggle up with when they got back to camp.

His mouth parted to scent the air, Brook looked around, trying to spot herbs before they got covered by fat flakes of snow. There was one he recognized from his time in the medicine den!

He grabbed a little bundle of the herb and padded back to Jinglemoon.

"Can't recall what this one is, or what it does, but it's definitely useful, yeah?"
OOC:
𖧧 Coin Flip: Heads - Success
𖧧 1d7 Roll: 2 - Aches
𖧧 Herb Found - Mallow

 
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