- I've added a 'Mate List' (though we have no mates atm) and a 'Patrol List' on one of the first posts. The patrol list is mostly to help keep organized but I'd really like if we follow it. If there are any problems please let me know. We're kinda lacking warriors so there are a lot of back-to-back patrols for warriors, but oh well. The currently listed patrols are for tomarrow in roleplay.
-Shadowstorm-
Shadowstorm bound through the forest and when they got to camp, he climbed his way up the tree to the medicine den with Rainsong, then set the bitter-tasting herb on the ground. "No, silly medicine cat. I had nothing else to do and you wandered through my path. No debt required- in fact, more warriors should help the medicine cats." He frowned, but shrugged. Most of the day everyone was busy, and there were three medicine cats- two apprentices, but still. They could probably manage fine, but he had always helped Lostfire when he could. Why not help his apprentices?
-Lostfire-
Lostfire nodded, though he hadn't ever heard of black willow. Willow, yes. Sometimes the bark of a willow was used for pain. But there were no willows in this forest. "I'll be right back then." He told her, briefly glancing at Limpfoot to see the pale orange tom had fallen asleep. He wondered why he had decided to sleep in the nursery. Quite odd.
The medicine cat turned and padded to the entrance. He jumped out and landed on a branch, then started climbing down to the medicine den. He paused when he heard voices coming from it- Shadowstorm and his other apprentice, Rainsong. Hm, what was Shadowstorm doing in his den? "You two are going to have to go to the sickden! I need to get in there and there's barely enough room for Ravenmoon, Rainsong, and I to sleep- much less walk around. That or get poppy seeds and give me some!" He added, fairly sure Rainsong would know poppy seeds.
-Darkwake-
Darkwake slowly tilted her head at the tom. He was a handsome cat, but a little wack in the brain. Oh well, she was too. She talked to imaginary kits like they were soldiers and raced through the forest as a miniature panther. She flicked her tail again with a frown, wondering why the other cats found such things odd. Whatever, that was their problem. "Well, very few cats are born into the Clan without an ability. I've never heard of a late bloomer, but maybe that's what you are." She suggested, her bright yellow eyes not leaving Skyleaper's as she stared curiously back at him.