Post by shadowfur on Jan 26, 2008 4:13:40 GMT -5
The tip of her tail twitched as the horrid scent of rotted prey entered her open mouth, she drank it in and realized a cat must have something wrong with them "..leopardback" she sighed, her mentor was still yet to teach her the diffrent scents of sick cats and wich sick scent belong to wich sickness. Magicpaw sat up and wobbled unsteadily, before truly awakining from such a short sleep, earlier that night, she had been out hunting for some herbs she was requested to find "il find em" she has mewed, unfortunatly, it had taken her most of the night to dig these special herbs up "catmint...borage leaves....cob webs...cherivil...." she had been asked to find these four herbs, wich were the main herbs running low in autumnclan camp at this time...cobwebs were getting harder and harder to find, what was happening to them?, did the spiders that make them just wander away, get lost? whatever happened they had to come back soon, if blood spilt, these cats were depending on the spiders webs to help fix a cut or a loss of blood coming out the side of a cat. Magicpaw had so much to think about and so little time to do so