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Mar 22, 2018 2:38:34 GMT
Post by Loki on Mar 22, 2018 2:38:34 GMT
Ashstar awoke from his den and hurriedly picked a small piece of fresh-kill. A measly vole was all he would eat, ans after that he would help Silverbrook gather herbs. He bit off a bite of the juicy flesh, wanting to savour it. Prey was just starting to come back from the harsh winter they had. The grey cat ran to the med den and approached Silverbrook. "Ready to go herb hunting?" He asked. It wasn't his favorite task, but doing a bit of all the chores helped teach him a bit of his cat's jobs and helped him socialize more with them. "Want herbs will we be gathering? One's near the river I suppose since they're ready?" ( Silverpelt)
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Mar 22, 2018 20:39:40 GMT
Post by Silverpelt on Mar 22, 2018 20:39:40 GMT
Silverbook looked into her herb store, then turning back to the leader she said, “I suppose we can collect some watermint, we are running low on that.”
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Mar 23, 2018 0:12:23 GMT
Post by Loki on Mar 23, 2018 0:12:23 GMT
"Great. Let's go then." He ducked as he exited the medicine cat's den and headed for the exit. He navigated his way throuh the forest trying to ignore the smell of prey. He could hear the river running as they got closer. He spotted a clump of something nearby. Ashstar had no clue what watermint looked liked, so he didn't know what to look for. "Is this it?"
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Mar 23, 2018 15:30:39 GMT
Post by Silverpelt on Mar 23, 2018 15:30:39 GMT
"No," Silverbrook said sadly, "Watermint has toothy leaves and the stem has a hint of purple. The flowers of the watermint are tiny, densely crowded, purple, tubular, pinkish to lilac in color, that there is swamp milkweed." Looking at him she finished, "Its sap is toxic."
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Mar 24, 2018 1:28:38 GMT
Post by Loki on Mar 24, 2018 1:28:38 GMT
Ashstar took a step back when he heard toxic. "Oh. Good thing I'm not a medicine cat." He wondered down the stream, searching for a plant of the correct description. He sighed in defeat. Maybe Silverbrook had better luck. He looked one last time and spotted it. Unfortunately, it was on the opposite side of the stream. "I can do this. There are some stones to cross on." He said to himself. He hopped across each one, water coating his fur. He grabbed the plant and returned, driping wet. Silverpelt feel free to have something bad happen like a fox if you want
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Mar 24, 2018 15:14:59 GMT
Post by Silverpelt on Mar 24, 2018 15:14:59 GMT
Padding farther down, Silverbrook spotted the lovely cluster of flowers she was looking for, "There you are my little watermint." Biting down on a few stems, she picked them up in her jaw and then headed down the stream. Today was beautiful, the sky was bright blue and the puffs of clouds that dotted the sky looked like cotton balls.
The sent of the watermint covered up the sweet scent of the river, but what would that matter? Silverbrook was safe where she was, she always visited the stream and every time she came there was no new sent of unwanted visitors.
Stopping at the curve of the stream, she watched as tiny fish paddled by, they shiny silver scales resembled the pebbles that lied on the riverbed. 'I better get back to camp.' Silverbrook thought, 'I don't want this cold weather to damage these herbs.' Darting away from the stream, Silverbrook ducked under the brown thorny brambles but on reaching the end a large shadow drifted over her. There came a booming screech, and the branched from above broke as large dark brown wings dived on through.
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Mar 24, 2018 15:36:21 GMT
Post by Loki on Mar 24, 2018 15:36:21 GMT
Ashstar hurried down the stream edge in search of Silverbrook. "She probably went back to camp." He said to himself, talking around the herbs. He moved away from the stream and pushed through bushes, wincing as thorns pricked him slightly. The shadows of the trees above made his pelt even darker as he went in and out of them. A large screech interrupted his walk back to camp. It had come from the left of him. Watermint still in his mouth, he lurched forward and ran to the noise. If something was attacking Silverbrook, it wouldn't end well. Medicine cats had little training in fighting and only knew basic moves. He could see silver fur through the shrubs and he pushed harder. He pushed through one more bush as he saw brown wings dive down.
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Mar 24, 2018 15:59:44 GMT
Post by Silverpelt on Mar 24, 2018 15:59:44 GMT
“Ashstar!” Silberbrook screamed. The bald eagle dived past the lower branches, and with its massive talons outstretched it shaved her to the ground.
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Mar 25, 2018 0:16:53 GMT
Post by Loki on Mar 25, 2018 0:16:53 GMT
Ashstar jumped onto the back of the eagle as it flew to Silverbrook. He dug his claws into its feathers and flesh and tried desperately to sink his teeth into its neck. He held on for his life as the eagle tried to shake him off. His hind legs slipped as he clawed to keep his grip on the bird. He pulled himself farther onto the birds back to get a grip on the white head. He shoved the head down, trying to get the bird to dive into the ground.
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Mar 25, 2018 0:22:41 GMT
Post by Silverpelt on Mar 25, 2018 0:22:41 GMT
Racking the birds face with her claws, Silverbrook managed to slither out from under the bird. Jumping on to battering wings, she bit down hard onto the wing bone, so hard that she heard a snap.
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