Herbs

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Coralpaw walked for a long time, and her paws were aching a little. The catmint was just ahead, she remembered. There were a coouple of
Twoleg nests, and at one of the there was catmint. "It should be just up ahead, at one of teh nests," she meowed. Though her gut told her something was about to go wrong, what it was she couldn't say.

[silentreflection]

The brown-tabby tom strode after his young apprentice rapidly. It would not do for her to walk into soemething. Neither of the two were trained for battle, although he did know something of it.
Elmheart nodded as Coralpaw spoke, eyes scanning the surrounding area for dangers.
"Be careful. This is twoleg territory; you never know what might happen here."
His movements were wary as he walked on; he shared his apprentices nervousness, which he could read from the angles and curves of her body.

[[.F.]light]

The soft white she-cat watched from a distance at the two cats. They had the scent of a clan. She didn't know them to well but knew that there were four in the forest. Her odd-hued optics blinked as she strained her ears to listen to them.

"It should be just up ahead, at one of teh nests,"

What was up ahead? She stared at the nests for a moment. Nothing but flowers and...ah catmint. It was a herb she knew. Were the two healers of some sort? The older one must be training the little one. Clans had odd ways of ruling. The loner twitched her ears to try and hear the older one. She snorted as she only got a mumble of 'be careful'. She trotted nearer so she was completely visable. "Hello, having a nice time here clan-cats?"

[silentreflection]

Elmheart blinked.
"Who are you to approach us like this?" he asked defensively. "A loner or rogue, to be sure, but who?"
His eyes darted swiftly to Coralpaw.
Don't do anything stupid, he willed her, then turned back towards the loner. Her pure white fur made her stand out. Though not unattractive, she still did not appear to exemplify beauty. He cast a critical eye over her form. It seemed quite typical of a loner. So who was she? And why did she even bother to greet them? There was nothing extraordinary about her.

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COralpaw could sence the tension from Elmheart, but couldn't feel any herself. The orange apprentice took a step forward. "Hello, I'm Coralpaw. Would you happen to know where the catmint is around here?" Coralpaw flicked her ginger tail to Elmheart to tell him she wouldn't let her guard down, and hoped he understood.

[[.F.]light]

"Who are you to approach us like this?"

CatFight let out an amussing purr. Her kinked long-furred tail gave a small twitch.

"A loner or rogue, to be sure, but who?"

"Loner, my friend. My name is CatFight," She meowed calmly, showing no hints of wanting to fight. Her odd-eyes moved from the tom to the apprentice.

"Hello, I'm Coralpaw. Would you happen to know where the catmint is around here?"

She knew it was instinct for them to be cautious of her. "Catmint...hmm..in that twoleg garden, theres also some catnip there too," It was a bit strange for her to know herbs but she raised that way. To know the wild, to heal her wounds when needed. CatFight raised a paw, giving it a quick lick she lowered it.

[silentreflection]

Elmheart nodded slowly.
"Thank you," he responded, dipping his head respectfully.
He turned to Coralpaw. "Let's go. We don't have time to waste."
His tone was brisk. They weren't just on a tight schedule. He didn't like the sound of the loner's name at all.

{A bit short, but...}

[mystickit]

Coralpaw nodded great fully to the loner, catfight. Funny name, catfight, how would you earn a name like that,...? The ginger cat quickly followed her mentor, taking step behide him, but took a glance back at the loner to see what she was doing.

[[.F.]light]

"Thank you,"
"Let's go. We don't have time to waste."

The older one seemed to want to leave. Was it her name? "I'm not one to fight unessecary fights, I'm not the one who choose my name," She flashed a smile to Coralpaw before going back to the fence. CatFight had completely forgotten what she was about to do.

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Coralpaw smiled back at the cat, and then turned her head. In front of her was a nest. It was fenced in, and had a garden out front. She got a running start and made her way up the fence, and stayed atop it, and looked to Elmheart.

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Coralpaw grabbed the herbs and headed to camp.

To: Stocking herbs