FEATHERS AND BONES + herb patrol

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Fright was interested in herbs. He even had wanted, and maybe he still did, to be a healer of sorts or help people. Despite his outward attitude, it was the truth. He bounded over and skidded to a stop near the younger and smaller feline. "Hey there. I'll go," he declared as he tried to think of the few spots he knew around Riverclan that could contain many herbs.

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Skippy didn't know about the large portion of RiverClan who had an interest in healing, but she did notice a few who had extensive herbal knowledge such as Tigershark, Sealey, and Tesselessence. She had always thought that it was a good thing to have so many warriors with the ability to heal since it was a skill that had to be refined over many moons. Even as a loner, she had been in charge of planning and organizing hunting patrols. She had left medical work to those who were more compassionate and had a knack for it, even if she could memorize every herb name and their use in a single day because of her photographic ability.

Walking over with a respectful nod in greeting to Frightfur and Tessel, the delicate torbie point would say, "Hello!" enthusiastically. Skippy considered Minnow as a well rounded individual and respected member of the Clan, so she wanted to help the small medic team out any way she could. She hadn't seen the medicine cat apprentice since day one of her joining, so she had a feeling that whoever it was, they were going to be demoted soon. That meant Minnow could use all the extra helping paws she could get.

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Herb patrol? That sounded fun! Approaching from behind her auntie where she remained, the little femme nodded her approval of wanting to go but otherwise didn't speak up. There were too many strange people she didn't recognize here! Well I mean, she'd seen them around but she didn't know know them like she did her auntie. Actually in hindsight she didn't really know her auntie either but she was her auntie so they were friendly right?

[font=trebuchet ms]The ivory and grey tom didn't particularly have an interest in herbs, but he really needed something to distract him from the last incident. "I'll go," he mewed, his lanky tassel swaying. Hey, maybe RiverClan isn't too bad. There's plenty of events and such, so he'd be pretty occupied, right?

An herb patrol, Wavepool had been on a few of these before, and some of them had been very successful...though a few had ended up going wrong rather quickly. Still, it sounded like a nice idea, and it would give her the opportunity to look for some herbs that could help combat the symptoms from her failing heart, plus she was a little tired of just laying around the ship all day. "I'll c-come along too"

[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆—[color=white] [size=10px]Herb patrol? Sounded fun enough. Quietriot didn't know anything about herbs but she could learn. She could also learn where to find them and make a stew of them all by herself. That was the point of herbs, right? Making stew? Whatever, it sounded cool so she would do it. And who knows maybe they'll run into a hostile bear on this little herb patrol. That would be fun!
[color=#0077dd]"I'll go too. Can we go near the border to see if there are any hostile bears? I have this fantasy about tricking one, ya know," she giggled as she slid beside Wavepool.

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"Yo, I'm down," Rose announced as he padded up to the little group. He was bored as hell and needed something to do anyways. Why not make himself useful for once?

The tom titled his head at Quietriot's words. "Tricking a bear? That sounds dangerous as fuck. Count me in for that too." Hell yeah, that would be fun.

[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]At the male's words she let out a giggle. She didn't know him but from his surprise at her statement he was new. She thought he'd be another boring person who plays by the rules until he said he'd join her. That made her mouth curl in a wide grin. Another one of her? That was double the fun! He better not try to replace her, though. Oh well. She'd bask in the joy for now. [color=#0077dd]"Of course. That's the fun part! the girl purred, rolling her eyes at her first statement and leaning on him while she spoke her second. [color=#0077dd]"Quietriot Nihium. You?" she asked, pointing at herself with her tail as she stated her own name and pointing at him when she asked the same of the male.
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Rosegold liked to live dangerously. Or rather, he was just painfully unaware of his own mortality and threw caution to the wind in whatever he did. It was a mentality that would probably catch up to him someday but for now, he was here to have fun. "Rosegold," he replied when he was asked for his name. "And if I have a last time, I have no idea what it is." he added with a snort. He'd never bothered to ask either of his parents now that he thought about it. He knew he was connected to some kind of prestigious family tree with his grandparents being former RiverClan leaders, but other than that he knew shit-all about his family and didn't care enough to go digging around to find out.