Drizzleheart slowed to a halt as Blake walked over to the herbs. The tom sat down as he waited, and glanced around at all of the nature surrounding them. It was really beautiful to him, he loved this territory so.
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Blake sat down. He licked his forepaw.
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"Alright, let's take these herbs back to camp quickly, and then we'll continue on our way," Drizzlehear meowed. He didn't want Blake spending the entire day with stuff in his mouth, and they were still close to the camp, so this seemed like a logical idea. The tom got to his paw and began walking back to the camp, his tail flicking signalling Blake to follow him.
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Graylegs decided to go out on a hunting trip. "Well, might as well be useful now that I'm up," he muttered to him self, keeping his ears pricked for any sound of prey.
All of the sudden, he heard a rustle in the bushes. This was way too big for any piece of prey to make. He bristled his fur, his eyes wide with alarm. But, his fur lay flat on his back when he realized it was just Drizzleheart and Blake. "Oh, hey Drizzleheart and Blake," he mewed, letting his fur lay flat. "What are ya'll doing out here?" -
Confident that Cherryheart knew what she was to do, Pinestar padded away. How should be attract more cats? she wondered, vaguely considering sending out a party of cats to search. But that wouldn't turn out very well, because the clan was still too small for a quest. "Hmm..." the she-cat muttered, still thinking hard about Gazeclan's cat deficiency.
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"We are going back to camp to drop these herbs off!" Blake said.
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Drizzleheart nodded at what Blake said. "And then we'll be going through the territory for Blake's training," He added.
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Blake nodded.
Ooc: Can you get on you "Forests clan" Thing? -
(OOC: Oh sorry, I missed you... I'll be on there later this evening, if you get a chance to get on.)
The wind blew.
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Fernstep decided to take a walk, staying in earshot in case Cherryheart needed her. The grass wavered by a slight breeze, and the trees stood powerfully around. The champion was proud that Gazeclan owned such good territory.
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"Oh," Graylegs meowed, dipping his head. "Good luck with your training."
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Shade noticed some marigold as she and her novice were walking. Maybe it slipped out of her vision... she thought, and bit off a few stems. With her paw, the mender opened her little pouch and placed the herbs inside, safe and fresh. With a confident grin, she hurried and caught up with Taylar.
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Fernstep sighed and decided to return to camp. She padded past the Gazer and his novice, and nodded respectfully before continuing into the campgrounds.
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Pinestar couldn't come up with any ideas to get more cats, even as she thought carefully about some options. When Fernstep entered the camp, suddenly the judge had a risky but helpful thought. "Fernstep!" she called to her sister, and watched as the she-cat padded up. "You know how we need new cats? I was thinking that maybe we could send out a small quest of cats, perhaps two, to find more possible members. Maybe you and one or two other Gazeclanners." She smiled at her idea, believing that it would be worth the effort. But would any cat actually be willing to volunteer? (ooc: *hint hint* :P) -
Taylar skidded to a stop and looked at her mentor with the marigold. "Where did you find that?" She mewed, tilting her head to the right in confusion.
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ooc: Could you bump the sign-up page? I can't double post :P
ic: Shade laughed, "It was probably just out of your eyesight." She pointed with her tail, "Over beside that holly bush, slightly covered by grass." The mender watched Taylar, wondering what her novice thought of her little two-leg pouch; she didn't take it out that much.
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ooc; Consider it bumped. xD
ic; "Ooohhh!" Taylar mewed, holding the word out really long. She poked at the bag. "Pretty!"
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ooc: Thanks Moon! :)
ic: Shade nodded at her novice, and meowed, "You like? When you take my place as the Mender, you'll be able to use it also. It's great for carrying plenty of herbs, like I plan on doing today." She was glad that the pouch didn't freak her out, like it did to most other cats. That meant it would be useful to her in the future.
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ooc; No problem! o.o I made a society. With an actual badge!
ic: Taylar smiled at her mentor. "Oh! The mint is over here!" Taylar led the way to the patch of plain mint.
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ooc: What kind of society?
ic: "Ooh!" Shade exclaimed, excited at the amount of mint, "This'll be very good for the future, good job finding it, Taylar." The she-cat bent down and picked a mouthful of stalks, with enough mint left over for later use. She opened the flap of the pouch and dropped them in. Spitting, the mender finally registered the strongness of the mint and licked her chest to get rid of the powerful taste. "Egh, better not do that again..." she mumbled, with a smile at her novice.
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ooc: The Horse Society. It's in the horselands. The badge is still pending, but we should get it soon enough.
ic: Taylar grinned widely and let our a pleased purr.
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ooc: Cool! ^^ I'll check it out sometime.
ic: Shade meowed, "Let's look for more herbs, we need all we can get." She padded off and kept a sharp eye out for any plant that looked familiar.
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Pinestar decided that this risk would pay off; sending a quest to find more cats. "Go and find any willing cats, please, Fernstep." she meowed to her sister, and padded off to her den.
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Fernstep nodded and began surveying the camp for any possible volunteers.