by Scoinwolf » Sun Jan 06, 2019 4:16 pm
Darksky || she-cat, warrior, 25 moons | tagged: Tigerpaw, Firepaw + Darkpaw (mentioned), camp
Darksky was laying in some of the shade at the edge of camp, escaping the sun while she could. The dusky grey she-cat was watching her apprentice with amusement as Tigerpaw launched an attack on a leaf. The young cat's hunting crouch was looking fantastic and Darksky felt pride glowing within her chest. Tigerpaw was coming along wonderfully in her training, the she-cat's enthusiasm and brightness made the lessons fun as well as practical.
There was a small commotion with Firepaw and Darkpaw and Darksky saw Tigerpaw bound over to check it out. Heaving herself to her paws, Darksky gave her thick pelt a quick pat down before slowly heading over as well. The large she-cat stopped a good several paces away, not wishing to crowd the apprentices. "Tigerpaw! How would you like to test out that hunting crouch on some real prey?" She called out the hunting invite as a way of summoning her apprentice. The other mentors were going out training but Darksky was looking to assess how well Tigerpaw was putting her learned skills to use, to see how well she was coming along.
Sandtail || tom, warrior, 25 moons | tagged: Amira (mentioned), Wolfrunner, Dawnlight, med den
While he'd managed to be awake for Amira, Sandtail couldn't deny that he was indeed exhausted, and even the welcome presence of the black she-cat wasn't enough to keep him engaged in full. He'd managed to take a few bites of the fresh-kill under Amira's watchful gaze and could feel it peak his stomach's interest. He didn't want to eat too much too fast, however, and refused any more than the scrap Dawnlight had left him. Maybe after his nap he'd check out the prey pile. The coughing had subsided with the help of whatever herb he'd been given and Sandtail was enjoying the reprise. He'd dozed a lot, sure, but real sleep had been hard to come by with the persistent nagging of his lungs.
Taking the chance to rest properly, the pale ginger tom curled up tightly in his nest.
Dawnlight || she-cat, medicine cat apprentice, 33 moons| tagged: Softwing, Wolfrunner, just entering camp
Dawnlight had enjoyed the calm presence of her companion while out in the territory. Softwing and she had not actually found very many herbs, in fact all they had to show for it was a mouthful of watermint and a few scraps of coltsfoot. Softwing had found a nice clump of cobwebs, however, and Dawnlight was rather pleased by that. No one had been in desperate need of wound dressing, but their supplies had been low anyways, and it was a nice feeling to be prepared.
The golden she-cat nudged her friend's shoulder with her nose, a teasing glitter in her eyes. "Thank you." She meowed genuinely, having appreciated being able to spend time with her. It wasn't often anymore that she and Softwing got to hang out for an extended period of time, especially since their differing career choices often had the two of them running separate errands all day long. "I'm sure Wolfrunner will appreciate our plethora of findings." Dawnlight couldn't help a cheeky grin, waving her tail in goodbye as she collected their small pile and headed off towards the medicine den.
She ducked her way inside, pleased to find Sandtail resting peacefully as compared to his earlier zoning out. "I'm back." She called out to her mentor, announcing her presence. "When shall we leave? Do I have time to sort these before we go, or should I wait until we return?" Not that the meager scraps would take long to store anyways. Dawnlight would also appreciate the chance to groom her pelt before showing up before Starclan, always wanting to look presentable for her ancestors.
Russetheart || tom, warrior, 25 moons | tagged: Hawkstep + Morningflood + Amira (mentioned), Softwing, in camp
Russetheart couldn't deny he was relieved when Morningflood came to relieve him and Hawkstep of guard duty. The large russet tom was eager to get up and stretch his muscles, unused to sitting still for so very long. He murmured a soft goodbye to the two she-cats and jumped up into a long stretch. He shook out his red-brown fur with relish and allowed a bit of a bounce to enter his step. White paws faltered momentarily as he recalled his earlier internal promise to himself to visit his brother after his shift. Right. Russetheart turned anxious eyes on the medicine den's entrance and he steeled himself. Right.
Amira exited the den and Russetheart judged himself to be in the clear. Or, at least, Sandtail would be open for interaction. What if the loner had left to provide Sandtail some rest? Should he wait? He could ask Amira how his brother was faring, but he didn't actually trust the loner much, and it wasn't like he'd ever had an interest in speaking with her before.
.. It would also be awkward to ask a loner how his own brother was doing. It was embarrassing enough to admit to his friends that he hadn't visited Sandtail yet, it would be far more so to tell that to an outsider who risked entering camp just to see the sick tom.
His hesitation was solved when he spotted Dawnlight and Softwing entering camp. When the medicine apprentice left to seek out her mentor, Russetheart padded up to the remaining she-cat. "Hey, Softwing." He greeted, tail raised happily. "Would you care to accompany me for a hunt, or even just a walk?" His paws were itching with energy and he was eager to get out of camp and into the woods for a while. By the time they got back the medicine cats would have left to share with Starclan, he would let Sandtail rest for now and keep him company when the two were gone.
