OVER HILL AND UNDER TREE {Private}

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    The tortoiseshell child was located underneath a rather short tree atop a hill, not far from WindClan's camp. He decided that he needed some fresh air and not be so cramped up inside, so he went out for a stroll and took a rest. It was rather sunny that day, so there he lay in the shade of the tree's trunk, rolling some poppy seeds underneath his toes. He had found them while on his walk, and decided to pick them up and bring back to the medics later. You never know when they might need them. But the feline was growing intrigued with herbs, especially the black seeds that he was lightly playing around with. [b]"Pain killers...."     Painkit would whisper under his breath, remembering what Storykit had told him about them.
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    "Hey, Painkit," Cloudhouse greeted the kit on his way back to camp with a fresh bundle of herbs in his satchel. He had nothing to do these days than to collect herbs and wait for more to grow. The border collie continued walking, it was just a casual greeting and he wanted to store them away so he wouldn't forget later.


    The one time he did forget, it was sitting there rotting at the bottom of his satchel until he cleaned it out. By then, it was long past usable.

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    ( eee, sorry for late reply. i decided to watch supernatural all day for the past two days. oops )


    The child looked up at the canine that had said his name in the greeting, glad to see the appearance of Cloudhouse. [b]"Hello. Oh! I've found some poppy seeds earlier. I didn't know if you needed them or not, but I grabbed them anyways." Painkit exclaimed, suddenly remembering the black seeds underneath his paw. He got to his feet and gently picked up the seeds, trotting over to the head medic to place them near his paws. The tortoiseshell quickly glanced at his satchel, remembering that Storykit held her own full of a personal supply of herbs. Maybe that was something to look in to.
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    "Thank you," he mused in the same emotionless voice as he picked them up and placed them into his satchel. "You should have a warrior go out with you the next time you go finding herbs. Safety is the first priority in WindClan," Cloudhouse listed.