written in the clouds [open herb hunt]

It was a day past their most recent heavy rain storm, and as dawn broke, turning the sky light pink and gold, Smokepetal waited by the entrance of camp. This was the perfect time to search for herbs, still shady enough with the sun rising to not be in the thick of the Greenleaf heat, and long enough since the last rain that the herbs would be fresh and rejuvinated but not waterlogged. The medicine cat danced impatiently from one paw to the other, eager to get out and start searching... they were low on catmint, and comfrey, and one could never have too many cobwebs...

A flash of gold caught the edge of her vision, and Smokepetal glanced sideways, expecting Falconmoon, but coming face to face with his brother instead. "Oh, Sunfire, hello," she said cheerily. The tom still looked half-asleep, but Smokepetal was grateful for his company, anyway... the more eyes they got out there searching, the better ground they could cover.

Sunfire yawned, his haunches falling to the ground as he greeted the medicine cat with a short nod. He wondered who else would be joining them today, and hoped it was someone whose company he could stomach. He was too sleepy to be antagonistic today, but he would, if he had to uphold his reputation. "Morning," he grumbled, licking a paw to draw it across his ear.

Creamsky let out a yawn as he pushed his way from the warrior's den not long after Sunfire had exited, taking a moment to stretch out each of his legs until he turned to see that Smokepetal was sitting at the entrance of the camp with a sleepy Sunfire having taken a seat nearby. The warrior blinked before padding over, quickly realizing what was transpiring. "Hope you don't mind if I tag along?" he asked with a smile, dipping his head in greeting to the two. He hadn't had the chance to help the medicine cats yet but he wasn't going to pass up the chance to learn more about herbs alongside the opportunity to just lend his paws toward a useful purpose.

Beechfang had been awake, keeping a silent watch from the edge of camp as cats began to stir. Already a patrol was being gathered, headed by what Beechfang thought was Plumleaf's younger denmate. Two toms had joined her, and after a short pause, the former medicine cat padded toward the trio. "I'll join, if you don't mind." She spoke softly, inclining her head to the she-cat. She smelled of herbs, and Beechfang could guess what this patrol was for. It had been a long time since she had called the medicine den her den, but she wouldn't pass up an opportunity to help her clan. She recalled Sunfire's name from conversation with Wolfblossom, and gave her grandson a small nod, though she didn't recognize the cream tom who also joined them. She'd find out, she was sure.

As Creamsky approached, Smokepetal smiled warmly. "Of course not, you're more than welcome!" The more mouths she had to carry herbs back to the den, the better! This was going to be promising, she could just tell! Beechfang joined them as well, and Smokepetal grinned. "Please, do!" She looked them over. "Let's be off, then!"

She led them out the camp entrance, and towards the Great Ridge. "We're not looking for anything in particular! If you see anything interesting, just call out and I'll check it!" Meandering towards a patch of sunlight in the distance, Smokepetal squinted at some plants growing in the crack between two small boulders. As she got closer, she exclaimed, "Ah! Chervil! Good for bellyaches, infection... lots of things!" to no one in particular.

Smokepetal has found chervil.

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Sunfire dipped his head in greeting at Creamsky, feathery tail flicking slowly back and forth. He stood up, ready to leave, only to see Beechfang coming to join them as well. The yellow tom didn't blink for a moment as he studied his mother's mother, looking away casually only after she offered a small nod, which he returned before giving her his shoulder and padding to stand beside Smokepetal. He still didn't know how he felt about that one... she was his grandmother, yes, but she was close with Bloodstrike, and that meant he didn't trust her.

Before long they were coming up on the Great Ridge, and Sunfire wasted no time in moving away from the rest of the group, searching for something worthwhile... and coming up empty.

Sunfire has found literally nothing. What a knucklehead.

The member 'JJ' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Effect Dice' : 4, 1