parker blinked as he was approached. "hi. uh, do you .. want a picture, or...?"
/rushed
parker blinked as he was approached. "hi. uh, do you .. want a picture, or...?"
/rushed
parker suddenly blocked out all the sounds around him, focusing his vision on the hook. a fish nibbled at the worm cautiously, before latching it's mouth down ensuring a catch for the tom. he yanked the line upward, his catch flopping in the air, and drew it up to hold it in his paws. the fish fell limp in a few seconds. that done, Parker snapped off a piece of branch and put it in his mouth, messily gutting the animal. he dropped the innards down and away form his clanmates, of course. fish in his mouth the seal lynx made his way down to the ground. "time to cook it," he mumbled through the fish. now how to get fire..
parker rose an eyebrow and dropped the fish. "a lighter, huh? perfect." he pulled about ten good-sized rocks out of the stream and formed a circle with them on the bank. he then swept up some dead pine needles from a nearby tree and dumped them in the center. "do your thing."
"sure, wood might help keep the fire strong. whatever." parker grabbed a long stick with the end in his maw and, using his claws, stuck the the fish onto it. he held the stick in his mouth and held the prey over the flames.
parker didn't say anything like the others, but he gave a swift nod and flicked his tawny ear in understanding.
parker loved hunting. Sever since he had been taught how, he was finding every opportunity to do it. he slowly preached cerise with a flick of his tawny ear. "i, uh, I will, i mean if you want," he offered with a tiny smile.
"well, what do you have to trade for it?" parker turned to harvest with a light shrug.
honeycomb, huh? parker could think of some uses for that. he hesitated. "throw in something else and I will give you your own camera,' he meowed with a sheepish grin, holding up a disposable camera.
"mm .. ok. here you go." parker tossed harvest the camera. "just call me whenevr you want that lesson."
( the lesson will be in a private thread. c: )
parker remembered those; he remembered being treated with those when he first got here. the tom rose his paw slowly in the air.
sure. c:
should they have a thread?
( sorry, i was at the carnival .3. )
more herbs? "catmint, honey, chamomile, lavender, sorrel, tansy .." parker hoped the clan used those herbs; as a human, his aunt had grown those in her garden and taught him some of their uses.
parker had been walking around with his camera, snapping some pictures while everyone was still asleep. he was homesick - he missed being a human. despite this, although it seemed like torture the first few days, he was actually starting to enjoy life in sunclan. it was thrilling, amazing. he would now have his share of two different worlds. the tom stumbled, skidding to a halt in front of two of his clanmates. he looked up with wide blue eyes. "oh. uh, hi."
parker slowly nodded, absorbing information. that made sense; it was what honey was often used for on the human world as well. he raised his paw a bit uncertainly.
parker was in the next room over when he heard the word camera. and let me tell you, his curiosity was strong. so, he padded into the hallway and peeked into the room. it didn't seem like a private conversation, so he entered, amusement dancing in his working eye at the sight of the camera. his own Nikon camera swung around his neck. "nice find."
"flower crowns?" parker padded up with an amused expression upon his face. flowercrown was beginning to remind him of those 'tumblr girls' he used to know as a human. "how would a cat make one?"
"what's the daftest way to extract honey?" Parker asked, genuinely interested. how did the cats get honey without being stung? did they steal it from twolegs?
parker thought for a moment. "red. please."
"thanks." parker set the crimson flowers upon his head, in between his ears. it was a bit lopsided, but it was fine and would make could pictures.
parker listened intently, eyes sweeping over everyone, wondering how he himself would get honey. but his eyes returned to the head physician, waiting for him to speak.