sticks and stones | intro!

by Baratheon on Sun Oct 25, 2020 11:59 pm

The sunny day had long since given way to clouds. Trailpaw glanced upwards with green eyes to see that he no longer needed to squint. In just an hour, the day had gone from hot and bright to almost evening time. And he had just woken up a little bit ago! It was weird. The tom huffed and lowered his gaze, returning to his task. He was supposed to be finding some herbs for the medicine cat, per their request. What was it again? Some kind of purple flower? Or was it blue...

Trailpaw started up again, leaves crunching beneath his large brown paws. He was about to give up. He'd awoken and immediately been sent out, so he hadn't even gotten to eat yet. Maybe he could spare a moment to hunt? But the day had been uneventful so far, with barely a butterfly to be seen. Ugh. Trailpaw wandered on for a few moments until he felt something hit his nose. Huh? He glanced up, only to be hit in the eye. "Fox dung!" He exclaimed. Rain!

trailpaw - 8 moons - male - thunderclan

by somethingtardisblue on Mon Oct 26, 2020 5:05 pm

Nettlepaw had been hunting for a while that afternoon. All she had to show for her efforts were a couple of mice, unfortunately. Hunting had never been her strong suit; she'd much rather be practicing her fighting right now. Despite that, she was focused enough on her task that she'd barely registered the gathering clouds. She heard some rustling leaves and quickly dropped into a crouch. She opened her mouth slightly and was excited to find the scent of mouse filling her jaws. The tortoiseshell focused as she stepped forward, making sure she was a quiet as she could be. She kept stalking it, preparing to pounce any moment now.

"Fox dung!"

The shout was loud enough to send the mouse scurrying away. Nettlepaw frowned as she straightened up. She was so close! "Hey!" she called out. "What was that for?" She turned towards where the voice came from, feeling a little annoyed. A moment later, a drop of water hit her head. Then another. 'Oh.' Her day was just getting worse it seemed. She definitely wasn't a fan of rain.

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NETTLEPAW | 9 MOONS | APPRENTICE | THUNDERCLAN

by hanakosong on Mon Oct 26, 2020 6:55 pm

It was kind of Trailpaw to offer to help her collect herbs, so Asterpool had described a flower she needed and then gone her own way to pick up some other things. But now the orange she-cat trotted through the trees, following the commotion of voices curious and concerned. Emerging through the underbrush to find Trailpaw and Nettlepaw, Asterpool's ears flicked curiously. She set her herbs down and cast a look between the two apprentices.
"Is everything alright?" Asterpool's voice was gentle and curious. She was known to be kind and excitable, but she never raised her voice or snapped at others. Her mentor had said it made her a good medicine cat, but Asterpool just didn't like shouting.

by Baratheon on Mon Oct 26, 2020 11:06 pm

Trailpaw nearly leaped out of his fur when another voice rang out, annoyance in the tone. His gaze fell on Nettlepaw, who was straightening from a crouch. Oh, had he interrupted her hunting? "Sorry," He called back. He flicked an ear as the rain started to patter down. With a small huff, the apprentice padded closer to his fellow apprentice.

"Gloomy day, huh? Oh, at least you were successful," He spoke, nodding to her catch. While the tom could consider himself a jack of all trades for the most part, he still could admire her mice. It would feed a few hungry mouths. As he was about to ask if they should head back, another shape appeared from the brush. Oh! Asterpool herself. Had he taken too long? Was she out here to fetch him, or just find the flowers herself? "Hey! I, uh, wasn't very successful. And now it's about to pour."

trailpaw - 8 moons - male - thunderclan

by hanakosong on Wed Oct 28, 2020 7:12 pm

Tail curling around her paws neatly as she sat down with the two apprentices, Asterpool flicked her ears and shook her head, an easy expression morphing her features. The orange tabby seemed unbothered by Trailpaw's lack of herbs.
"That's alright, it is a bit of a hard one to find. Perhaps I didn't explain it well, either," Asterpool mused, staring down at her pile in contemplation. She was fresh off being an apprentice herself, so the tabby was sure that her teaching techniques and methods were hardly up to snuff. Her mentor had done such a good job with Asterpool and the way the tabby learned, she thought she could handle something simple like this. But it was possible that Asterpool's mind just worked differently from her Clanmates'. Blinking yellow-green eyes back up at Trailpaw and Nettlepaw, she seemed surprised by the comment of incoming rain.
"Oh, is it?" Looking up, her whiskers twitched as she sniffed the air. "I suppose it is. Maybe we should start heading back then. We can always find those flowers another time."

by somethingtardisblue on Sat Oct 31, 2020 6:52 pm

"Everything's fine!" Nettlepaw said, beaming at Asterpool. Her slightly annoyed demeanor evaporated as Trailpaw commented on her catch. He thought she had been successful! Maybe she wasn't as terrible at hunting as she'd thought.

The trio had gathered together as the rain continued to fall. Trailpaw and Asterpool were talking about herbs, so she guessed that's what the other apprentice was doing out here. It was a shame he hadn't found it, but she supposed that the flowers weren't exactly going anywhere. And maybe she could help out tomorrow! "Yeah, I'd love to get into a nice dry den!" she said in agreement. The rain wasn't her favourite kind of weather to be outside in, and if she could curl up somewhere dry and watch it fall. It was calming seeing the rain crash into the ground from the safety of her nest.

A grin spread across her face as an idea came into her mind. "Hey, Trailpaw! I'll race you back to camp!" Nettlepaw announced, then snatched up her mice. In a moment she was streaking across the grass as she ran back in the direction of their home.

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NETTLEPAW | 9 MOONS | APPRENTICE | THUNDERCLAN

by Baratheon on Tue Nov 03, 2020 11:57 pm

Trailpaw had always thought Asterpool was kind. A little spacey, but she never seemed to blame anyone. She quickly dismissed his failure of finding the herbs and suggested that it was her fault. Trailpaw knew better than to argue for his own stupidity, and instead just smiled. Nice, but spacey. How had she not felt the oncoming rain just yet? Nettlepaw was a little more aware of the situation at hand, grinning over at Trailpaw as she grabbed her mice. A race? Well, then.
The brown tabby tom had barely a moment to get ready before the other apprentice had already darted off. "Hey!" He called after her, adrenaline spiking. No fair! He took off after her, soft paws thudding on the ground below.

trailpaw - 8 moons - male - thunderclan

by hanakosong on Thu Nov 05, 2020 7:47 pm

Purring as she watched the apprentices dash off, Asterpool gathered up her herbs in her jaws again and followed after them at a more leisurely pace. The tabby didn't mind the rain so much, and it wasn't falling hard enough for her to worry about catching the sniffles from it. Besides, she could just curl up in her den to warm up later, and she knew which herbs would chase away any symptoms that might come for her later.
Tail waving merrily behind her as she trotted after Trailpaw and Nettlepaw, Asterpool did remember to keep a sweeping eye out for the flower she was looking for, just in case.

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