ripplewhisker
she-cat // med. cat // no apprentice (helps train Birdpaw occasionally) // no mate
medicine cat den // Breezesong + Birdpaw // speaking // thinking
a soft hum left the slender golden-brown and white patched tabby as she slipped into the medicine cats den, letting her slanted eyes adjust to the dim den the she-cat spotted the familiar forms of her denmates crouched in a corner of the den, sorting through the herbs; coming to a stop by Breezesong she dropped the Borage and Coltsfoot she had gathered earlier that morning while out on a walk with her father "good morning Breezesong, Birdpaw" Ripplewhisker greeted, dipping her narrow head "I went on a walk this morning and found some Borage leaves and Coltsfoot" she added, flicking her tail towards the yellow and blue plants.
thrushbelly
tom // elder // mate is Owlheart (deceased)
Elders den // Thistlebite // speaking // thinking
the large pale tom murmured a soft good bye to Ripplewhisker as she excused herself from his side, scanning the camp clearing he spotted Thistlebite, lounging in a patch of sun; decuding to join the tom the pale tabby slowly limped his way up to the other Elder "greetings Thistlebite" Thrushbelly murmured softly before settling beside him, purring as the sun began to warm his pelt.
she-cat // med. cat // no apprentice (helps train Birdpaw occasionally) // no mate
medicine cat den // Breezesong + Birdpaw // speaking // thinking
a soft hum left the slender golden-brown and white patched tabby as she slipped into the medicine cats den, letting her slanted eyes adjust to the dim den the she-cat spotted the familiar forms of her denmates crouched in a corner of the den, sorting through the herbs; coming to a stop by Breezesong she dropped the Borage and Coltsfoot she had gathered earlier that morning while out on a walk with her father "good morning Breezesong, Birdpaw" Ripplewhisker greeted, dipping her narrow head "I went on a walk this morning and found some Borage leaves and Coltsfoot" she added, flicking her tail towards the yellow and blue plants.
thrushbelly
tom // elder // mate is Owlheart (deceased)
Elders den // Thistlebite // speaking // thinking
the large pale tom murmured a soft good bye to Ripplewhisker as she excused herself from his side, scanning the camp clearing he spotted Thistlebite, lounging in a patch of sun; decuding to join the tom the pale tabby slowly limped his way up to the other Elder "greetings Thistlebite" Thrushbelly murmured softly before settling beside him, purring as the sun began to warm his pelt.
