OOC: yes, there's a river a ways from the camp.
Jetpaw watched Amberleaf walk out of camp. Remember, Jetpaw, don't say a word.... he thought to himself over and over again. Shaking his head, he wondered where his sister had went. "Oh well..." he whispered to himself.
Autumnpaw stared at her mouse, wondering if this was in a assessment. Probably not, she thought, But if is was an assessment, I wonder what my warrior name would be..... She began thinking about it. "Hmm..."
Ooc: Does anyone even RP on here anymore O3o
AmberLeaf wasn't very satisfied that she hasn't found any questions. She gently stood up and looked back toward the way to camp. "It's time to face more problems- What am I saying, There is no problem. I have a duty to fulfill and I will fulfill that." She headed back to camp and acted like her true self, a smile plastered on her face and a bounce to her step.
(lol, im crey-crey like that bro X3
and im still here! ive just had low muse for a while :3 ))
Thicketwing shuffled through the fresh kill, his mouth watering at all the tasty meals to be eaten. He sniffed a particular mouse, remembering the time he's convinced amberpaw to share with him. He perked his ears, glancing up when said she'cat's sweet scent entering his nose. He noticed her change of mood almost instantly and couldn't help a warm smile himself. But part of him knew painfully clear how loyal she was to the clan. She'd never take him as a mate-and it was better that way. They both couldn't throw their lives away-and even if they did, and all went bad, it would be thicketwing who ruins her life.
His happiness melted away instantly and he glanced away. His eyes fell on the mouse he'd thought of eating, and suddenly the memory was more of a torment than a pleasure. Getting to his paws, the golden brown tom sighed, no longer sure of what to do...
Speedstar purred proudly as his apprentice made the kill, "great job! now, see if you can find any traces of predators that have roamed here recently" he meowed, wanting to make sure she knew the difference between cat, dog, and fox.
Ooc: Okay x3 Thats good
AmberLeaf tried to pay attention to other things then the constant pain of the handsome tom being brought up in her thoughts. She decided to keep herself busy by going through her herbs, as she was looking, she noticed that some were old and musty. She placed the old unusable ones on a leaf, ready to be taken out and not used again. Once she was finished, she noticed that half of her inventory of herbs were all unusable, she sighed gently, "I might have to search for more later or tomorrow." She looked back at the five small piles of old unusable herbs, I can do this... She tried her hardest to pick two up and had to carry herself to make it across the camp. As she was halfway through the camp, she fell face first into the ground, "Hmmm..." She rubbed her head as she sat up. As her paw rubbed the sore spot, there was a slight gash and blood dribbled into her eyesight. She grumbled and brushed away the blood, but it kept coming back.
Bored and uncalled for patrols, thicketwing groomed his pelt, closing his eyes so his traitorous optics wouldn't roll towards the medicine den. He sucked in a deep breath-nearly choking on his own fluff in the process, and finally sat up, annoyed.
His ears shot up like a dog's when he heard a familiar 'umf!' and, against his goal to not be swayed, craned his neck to glance at the medicine cat. Red alarms filled his mind when he spotted the blood, "WO!" he exclaimed, before he could think, he was already by her side, "what happen!? are you ok? does it hurt? do you need me to grab you something?" he fretted, eyes wide
She giggled slightly, "I'm perfectly find. I just tripped while trying to get rid of these bad herbs." She explained to the taller tom, "It's okay, no need to worry." She smiled gently, her eyes bright and showing nothing but happiness. She rubbed her paw across the wound on her head once again, the dried blood sticking to the wound, "I''l just head to the lake to clean it. It's the best way, I don't it will get bad, it's just a scratch." She once again tried to pick up the two piles.
Thicketwing snatched the piles before she could grab them, "no! you've already damaged yourself already, dont go tryin' to d it again!" he snorted, "ill come with you, and make sure you dont turn your pelt scarlet"
She was surprised by the sudden change of his voice. She flicked her tail and looked back to the Medicine cat Den, "Well, Can I atleast carry a pile, I have three more piles in the den..." Her voice became low and quiet, she didn't wanna get snapped at by the tom and she didn't look at him, "I'm sorry that I got hurt and worried you, but you shouldn't..."
Thicketwing blinked, realizing too late he'd risen his voice. He swallowed, nodding, "s-sorry..." he followed her gaze to her den, "yeah, if your feeling well enough, go ahead" he mumbled through the leaves, "want me to grab an apprentice to help?"
"Yes please..." She got up and shakily made her way to the Medicine Cat Den. Her head started to throb but she ignored it, she grabbed one of the three piles and sat down fora second, rubbing her head once again. She hissed at the pain and shook her head mentally as to say ignore it! She stood up and made her way back to ThicketWing, Her ears twitching constantly from the pain of the scratch.
Ooc: Bump o3o