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    It hadn't taken her long to get to the RiverClan border. It wasn't far from where ThunderClan had moved their camp to. Small blue paws thrummed against the ground softly, guiding her. Heatherpaw's eyes would open every once in a while to make sure she wasn't going to run into anything, but mostly she tried to allow her other senses to guide her. The aroma of the herbs that bloomed near the river, the gurgling of the water that marked the border of the territory, and the soft ground beneath her paws. It all brought her closer without hardly having to use her eyesight.


    When her eyelids lifted to reveal her beautiful blue gaze, they focused on the blue water in front of her and the flowers sprouting around it. Newleaf was coming and that meant more herbs would be growing. Something the young medicine cat apprentice would be thankful for. Heatherpaw was currently on the hunt for marigold, feverfew, and fennel. Her stock was running short on these and she wanted to gather some before the other medicine cats started hunting for it. Stepping closer to the river, she began to pluck the herbs from the ground and placing them gently into a larger leaf for travel.


    VixenSong~


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    ROWANPAW

    Striking yellow eyes would watch the she-cat from behind the reeds of Riverclan territory. Rowanpaw couldn't remember ever meeting this she-cat during a patrol, but it intrigued him that she seemed to run with her eyes closed. Was she blind? He tensed when she got closer and closer to the river, but then her eyes opened and he blinked in surprise. He would watch as she seemed to gather herbs along the bank, and at that he relaxed and rose to his full height, stepping out of the reeds with silent paw steps until he was on the other side of the river and meowed in his usual blunt tone, "Herb hunting? I'll assume that means you're a medicine cat for Thunderclan then?" To any normal cat his tone would be....unwelcoming, almost angry, as if she were annoying him by being there, and yet the poor guy was trying what he assumed was politeness. After all, he hadn't said anything threatening, right?





    ( MALE // 11 MOONS // STRAIGHT // APPRENTICE )

    The voice that emerged from seemingly nowhere startled the she-cat. Jumping back and dropping the herbs she held softly in her mouth, Heatherpaw blinked rapidly to compose herself. Although inwardly panicking, she tried her best to take a few deep breaths and be diplomatic and not let on how truly nervous she actually was. The tom before her didn't seem threatening but also didn't exactly sound friendly. After only about two to three seconds, the blue point's breath had returned to it's normal rhythm, though her heart was still drumming wildly in her chest. Could he hear that?


    "Hello," she mumbled, quietly at first until she cleared her throat. Her right forepaw tapped the ground twice while she greeted. "Yes, I am. Who are you?" Several more taps. Her tone was much more polite than his came across though it was more diplomatic and cool than friendly. Realizing that she had forgotten to properly introduce herself she dipped her head. "Uh, sorry ... my name is Heatherpaw."


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    ROWANPAW

    "Rowanpaw." The chocolate tom would dip his head in a returned greeting and move to sit rather casually on the shore of the river, his golden gaze seemed to look over the thunderclan apprentice with a serious intrigue. "I'm an apprentice of Riverclan, though I'm sure you assumed as much. Rootlegs is my father, I believe you would have met him before." He would swish his tail as he looked down at her paws, noting the herbs she had been carrying, "I'm sorry if I startled you before. Are any of the herbs damaged?"





    ( MALE // 11 MOONS // STRAIGHT // APPRENTICE )