Post by Frecklefern on Oct 19, 2021 21:47:33 GMT -5 And I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do And I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to The moon had slowly been growing larger in the sky over the past nights and soon a gathering shall be upon them. Yet as the moon reached half its full size once again Frecklefern couldn’t help but be giddy. She had spent all day backing little satchels full of fireflowers and herbs. For once the medicine cat wasn’t upset to have a warrior follow her out on her trip. Having an extra set of paws made it much simpler to carry her belongings. The she only intended to be gone for the night but one might swear with all she packed she would be gone for the next moon. The hollowed out turtle shell that had resided towards the back of her den had been dragged out to the territories to be filled with the special water that Gartooth had made from scratch. It was easier for the small she to carry the shell rather than attempting to balance everything she had wanted to bring. A stick rested upon her back with the small satchels balancing on either side. Frecklefern carried the shell between her teeth as she trotted well ahead of the warrior. After the incident with Helios, trying to get out of the camp on her own hadn’t been the easiest. Yet tonight she wasn’t going to yell at a god or even go to pick a fight. Tonight was quite the opposite. Perhaps going on the outing was going to help her to unwind and ensure she didn't get herself in trouble again. As she reached the edge of the Moonclan camp, she dipped her head at the sunclan warrior who guided her here. “Ya can head on home. Miss Bay gonna bring me back in the mornin’ ya ain’t gotta worry.” The first time the half moon had graced the clan the Sunclan guard had refused to leave. Yet as the events continued to occurred and both medicine cats continued to return safe the guards had accepted it was fine to leave the mottled she alone in the Moonclan camp and she would always return the next morning. Frecklefern had trotted into the camp like she belonged there though her bright pelt stuck out clearly in the night. The dark colors that seemed to grace all who lived within these walls clashed with the sandy color that coated her own fur. Her colors quickly faded into the shadows as she ducked into the Medicine cat’s den. The pathos that hung down brushed upon her back causing the satchels the shift. Compared to her own den, it was quiet. The warrior who had been knocked unconscious by Witheredrose slept soundly in a nest but other than that there weren’t many in the den. Frecklefern had paused for a moment in front of tom, setting the turtle shell down to pull a small fireflower from her bag. The carefully laid it in the nest with the tom before grabbing the shell and continuing to Baystorm’s own private den. The first few times she had visited their sister clan the mottled she had waited by the entrance for the she to come get her but now Frecklefern just let herself in. Shoving her way into the she’s den a smile crept upon her maw. She quickly set down the turtle shell and settled in the corner of the den. “Evenin’ Miss Bay! Ya den’s real quiet. Ya wanna take the overflow from my den?” A chuckle left her lips as she made herself at home. Though she didn’t live here, the young she made her feel safe and in a way it was her home away from home. Mood: Happy @bay ### NOTES: Girls night! ⒶⓀⒾ of Adoxography
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Post by baystorm on Oct 31, 2021 20:33:37 GMT -5
☽ BAYSTORM ☾
Moonclan Medicine Cat
- NO I WON'T SMILE BUT I'LL SHOW YOU MY TEETH -
Delicate pothos and ferns were pruned and carefully placed throughout the expanse of the Moonclan healer's den. Tendrils drifted down from the ceiling and sprouted up from the floor, lush herbs of mint and lavender carefully interwoven and placed in the spaces between to create a more inviting and calming environment for those that had the misfortune of finding themselves within the walls of her own domain. Most that approached said den were already less than pleased about whatever injury or ailment had sent them, but often times even more so intimidated to meet the sharp and wild yellow glow of the eyes that would greet them from the shadows of the den that did not always reach the filter of light that poured through. Perhaps the curated flora helped ease some of their nerves, reassuring them that despite the overall public depiction of the blue healer they would, in fact, leave in a better state than they had come in.
For now, pleasantly, the den was quite empty and spacious. Other than the still recovering form of Mothblaze, poor soul, she was left alone with her own thoughts, processes, and idiosyncrasies.
Today was a little different, though, for this time she knew to expect company and exactly who it was. There were not many things Baystorm could say she truly looked forward to, or many felines that she readily welcomed the company of, but the mottled healer of Sunclan certainly checked off both of those boxes. In fact, the eerie medic had already laid out the space in anticipation of the other molly's arrival. Prey, carefully picked and plucked, had been placed out for a pleasant dinner. A trip into the territory earlier that morning had resulted in a few sweet treats of berries and honeycomb, new plush moss and glowing mushrooms added into the mix just for some added coziness and ambience. The job of a healer was often stressful and down time was never guaranteed, so she felt justified in pulling out a few extra stops for her favorite visitor.
Right on time, that exact freckled face had peeked into the space typically only reserved for herself. Baystorm stood with a smile, nodding to the space beside her. "I like you and all, Freckles, but I think I'm going to keep my peace and quiet while I have it. Maybe you should start giving out lectures for your patients about being a little less rowdy." The statement was all in good fun, but Baystorm had heard little tales of some of the Sunclan... drama? Her counterpart had her paws full with that lot, that was for sure.
"I see you didn't come without some things of your own." She added with light tones of amusement, referring to the special blend carried all the way from back home. "Come on, catch me up on everything that's been going on." Baystorm requested, eyes glimmering, an ease about her most of her clan had never even seen before.
For now, pleasantly, the den was quite empty and spacious. Other than the still recovering form of Mothblaze, poor soul, she was left alone with her own thoughts, processes, and idiosyncrasies.
Today was a little different, though, for this time she knew to expect company and exactly who it was. There were not many things Baystorm could say she truly looked forward to, or many felines that she readily welcomed the company of, but the mottled healer of Sunclan certainly checked off both of those boxes. In fact, the eerie medic had already laid out the space in anticipation of the other molly's arrival. Prey, carefully picked and plucked, had been placed out for a pleasant dinner. A trip into the territory earlier that morning had resulted in a few sweet treats of berries and honeycomb, new plush moss and glowing mushrooms added into the mix just for some added coziness and ambience. The job of a healer was often stressful and down time was never guaranteed, so she felt justified in pulling out a few extra stops for her favorite visitor.
Right on time, that exact freckled face had peeked into the space typically only reserved for herself. Baystorm stood with a smile, nodding to the space beside her. "I like you and all, Freckles, but I think I'm going to keep my peace and quiet while I have it. Maybe you should start giving out lectures for your patients about being a little less rowdy." The statement was all in good fun, but Baystorm had heard little tales of some of the Sunclan... drama? Her counterpart had her paws full with that lot, that was for sure.
"I see you didn't come without some things of your own." She added with light tones of amusement, referring to the special blend carried all the way from back home. "Come on, catch me up on everything that's been going on." Baystorm requested, eyes glimmering, an ease about her most of her clan had never even seen before.
but i can't feel new as long as i rot
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