Post by Helica on Jul 2, 2010 0:55:40 GMT -5
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Sunhigh and broken into the forest area, but yet hadn't past the thick layer of fern, that decorated most or StormClan's territory. A larger brown tom-cat with a short tail traveled easily and calm through the ferns , mouth opened wide for any scent of herbs. The slightly tang of feverfew, brought the tom-cat to slow down and by more attention to his surroundings.
Keeping his blue eyes open and alert for the small bush with a white flower, he spotted his herb. Acting like a warrior he crouched down and stalked the unmoving plant before jumping into the air and landing in front of the plant with a soft thud. A smile broke across his maw , this short stubby tail moving a mile a minute. Careful when pulling the leaves close to the stem as he can get, he removed a good size pile. Checking around for any other useful plants, he didn't spot any in the small area and desired to head back to camp. With a purr he picked up the bundle of leaves and heading back toward the camp, the strong scent rubbing against his nose, and making him almost sneeze.
Even with the strong herbs under his nose, he picked up the faint of oak. Slowly down and placing his herbs in a dry spot on top of a rock he looked around. Over there hidden in a pile of ferns he found a dozen fallen oak leaves. Glancing around the he picked up a few leaves and placed them in the sun, to dry them out. Feeling the warmth across his body he gave in and slumped down to sit beside the drying herbs.