"Yeah, we wouldn't want to run into those wolves again either," Vespera agreed and turned around, ears slightly turning toward the area the wolves had disappeared to. Hearing nothing coming from close by, she started to pad toward the spot she had left her herbs.
ooc: S'all cool. Glad to have you back! ^^
Mercury looked back at Clue, then mewed, "Come on, it's okay. They've passed."
Rochelle was shaking on her perch in the tree.
"Would either one of you mind helping me carry things?" Vespera asked Mercury and Clue before picking up a jaw full of poppies, flicking her tail toward the pile of cobwebs, chamomile, and the few remaining poppies.
"Of course we wouldn't mind. Clue, wrap the cobwebs on your paws, and I'll grab the rest," Mercury ordered, picking up the stems of the poppies and the chamomile leaves. "Let's head back to the tower, then."
Clue nodded and coated his left front paw in the sticky substance.
Vespera nodded her head in thanks to the two toms before starting back to the tower, holding the delicate flowers in her mouth as she gently as she could without letting them go.
Mercury bounded along.
Vespera soon reached the tower and set the herbs on the conveyer belt that led to her den, glancing over at Mercury and Clue as the belt pulled the plants past other floors and eventually dumped them into a pile in the herb specialist's room. She stepped out of the way and gestured for the toms to do the same with a wave of her black and white tail.
Clue scraped the cobwebs off his paw as best he could, leaving behind a few resiliant strands of thread.
Mercury nodded, gently dropping the herbs in the wooden bucket that was carried along.
"Thank you," Vespera said to Mercury and Clue, grateful for the extra help they were both willing to give. "So what are you two going to do now?" she asked in her usual soft, kind tone, not necessarily shy, but not the loudest voice ever.
Mercury shrugged. "I honestly don't know. Clue's an amazing hunter, so the only advice or training I can really give him is experience, not much actual 'training.' Do you need help with herbs or anything?"
"If you have nothing else to do, I suppose you could assist me with sorting out the ones I just collected. And I forgot all about it while we were in the forest, but I believe the Story Tellers are in need of some new bedding as well..." Vespera thought aloud. "So possibly Clue would be interested in going to collect some moss for our dear elders. That's some experience to gain," she said with a hint of a smile.
Mercury nodded, grinning, then turned to Clue and said, "And an apprentice's everyday duty. It's a necessity to gain responsibility, however silly it may seem. But I know you respect that, Clue. You're a great apprentice." He loved giving praise to others, because as it made him feel good, he was sure it made others feel good as well. "So, you collect some moss." The stone-grey tom turned to Vespera, continuing, "And I have nothing to do, so yes, I will help you sort."
"I-I think they're gone," whispered Rochelle, inching down the tree after tossing the prey down. She still caught a whiff of their foul scent, but the howls were far more distant.
Trial looked at his beautiful mate and meowed perkily "Hello dear!" He noticed that something seemed to be troubling her, he twined his tail with hers and meowed worriedly "What's the matter?"
Dew took a breath. "I-i want kits." She meowed, looking at his eyes.
Clue smiled as his mentor praised him, but inwardly he groaned. "collecting moss?" he thought, exasperated. "that's the most basic of basic apprentice chores!
"oh well," he said to himself as he padded away. "at least it'll give me a chance to explore the forest alone, that ought to be fun!"
OOC: Can Clue be part of the prophecy? And sorry for inactivity guys! Nothing much was happening, and I was busy with other threads.
OC: Perfect! We have all our Prophecy cats now!
IC: Trial nodded and meowed "Kits sound nice, we surely do need them here in the clock tower...we need some lively little ones to!" He flashed her a smile and licked her muzzle gently. He heard the yowling coming from the forest and growl lgihtly "They are back!" He flicked his tail impaitently making their tails untwine.
Clockheart watched as the wolves passed by them, they didn't even notcie when Clockheart shuffled on his branch nervosly. He flashed a faint but scared smile in Rochelle's direction.
Rochelle comfortingly, but not quite lovingly, touched her nose to Clockheart's. "Yeah. They're gone. They must be just migrating or something," she whispered, still shaking a bit.
"Yes, of course," Rochelle murmured, picking up her prey and beginning to walk towards the tower.
