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Scents swirled around the life and liberty of this way of life. To survive rather than hunt and fight, but to memorize and store the precious herbs that may save lives. Being blessed with the gift to contact StarClan, to read and reconize their signs when they appeared. The cry of a non-existent cat in flames, a dead fox near the boarder, or maybe even a shimmer of silver in the brush. Whatever the sign, they had to be known, and the Clan would have to be warned.

'Marigold to prevent infections.' Gently using the sharp tips of claws to speak dead or unusable pedals of the yellow flower had a pile of herbs to be discarded near the entrance of the den. Through the mild wind that seemed to whistle as it passed through the brambles at the front. The hollow log was holding up well this year. For warriors had patched it up nice and proper, no draft dared to stir inside the den. 'Horsetail... oh dear.' looking a the pitiful amount that Dawnsong had, pushed the entire pile towards the discards. Face rather grave, made a mental note to go out and get some more.

Looking at the neat and tidy arrangements of herbs in the crevice, stood up and heaved a sigh. 'Done at last.' Not caring that flakes of essence were in her pelt, used the edge of her tail to sweep the ground clean. Not wanting any herbs to accidentally get mixed up. 'Who knows what could happen.' Patting the top of the discarded pile, pricked ears and muttered rather annoyed. "Where is Owlpaw?" Looking around, ducked her head to see if he was in any of the patience moss. Giving a sniff, noticed how dry and brittle the moss was. 'Unhelpful apprentice.' Though it was a downright lie, without Owlpaw, Dawnsong would be moons behind on work. Raising her jaw, gave a high meow calling the apprentice wherever he might be.

{326 Words; Short but Sweet xD}
{Listening to Hospital}
{6-10 Muse}

-Dawnsong
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The scent of mouse bile hit Dawnsong's nose, and she could of laughed out loud. Planting her rump onto the freshly swept ground, took a pawful of herbs that were to be discarded and started whipping away the mouse bile that had stubbornly planted itself on Owlpaw's fur. After a moment, gave a small mrrrew and stood up once more. "Has Nightfur been pesting you about ticks? I swear it's his imagination." Shaking the clawful of herbs out of paw. There was still some mouse bile underneath his gray fur, though if anything he smelled like tansy.

Flicking the apprentice over the head with her tail, took her her motherly nature as she sat by her herb store. "Well, before I start ordering you around like the apprentice you are." there was a gleam of amusement in her eyes. "I'd like to... not give you an assessment, but rather summarize what you've learned so far." With a jerk of her head, invited Owlpaw into the rather dark corner where all the herbs were stored. "Now, I know you know some basics like Dock, and Comfry as well as some others. But I want you to learn to decipher them only by smell. Not taste, not sight, not feel, but pure scent. You'd be surprised how this can come in handy."

Hoping that Owlpaw would calm down enough to concentrate, was thinking up a list of chores that they needed to do. 'Restock herbs, especially horsetail before a frost kills all of the remaining passels off, clear out the moss, poke their noses around in all the dens to make sure no diesies was there, and maybe make a fern bottom for the moss nests since winter was due soon; to keep it dry.' Heaving a sigh, was grateful for Owlpaw, "So close your eyes and no peaking." Another mrrrew erupted from her jaw, one of the medicine cat's 'signature' noises.

{318 Words; Short but Sweet xD}
{Listening to Hospital}
{6-10 Muse}

-Dawnsong
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Lovely hazel eyes sparkled through the darkness, whiskers twitching with a shadow of a smile upon jaw. How devoted the apprentice was, yet how much he had to learn. There was a long winding road ahead of them, full of death and despair; though also achievement and glory. Where one paw would collapse, another would fall in it's place. The ever lasting cycle of medicine cats, their opinion relished close to the leader. To set a claw in StarClan before your time; an honor that could not be understood by the average warrior, even the apprentice. 'Not until you realize that your destiny can't be anywhere else, you would die just for a scrap of catmint that may or may not save a life. To do anything possible, to use your time on the world for others.'

Petite paws traveled against the soft bark crevice, some stones here and there for support. Eyes not being able to see, used her own scent. With a tender paw, batted out a fresh borage leaf, some feverfew, and a delicate morsel of catmint. Holding each under Owlpaw's nose; wasn't surprised when he read off their names. Expecting a bit more, like for him to explain their scents. 'Bitter, sweet, irresistible, sour, and similar.' Though since he was correct, the criticism did not meet tongue. Though it was hardly needed as he pointed out a leaf in the juniper berries and the large supply of tansy. Smiling, explained gently. "Instead of picking individual juniper barries, I bite off the branch. It helps keep the berries fresher for longer, and I can carry more back to camp at a time. As well, there is no chance I might puncture one with tooth or claw."

Replacing the catmint gingerly, made sure it was in perfect pile, before placing a small stone on top of the pile. "To keep it neatly stacked. Such an important herb should be in the driest area, and by placing the pebble on top decreases the chances of it being mixed in with other herbs. You can't waste a single fragment." Placing borage and feverfew away, turned to Owlpaw. Smiling in approval, stood up and rolled her shoulders. "Now; why don't we clear out those wasted herbs, put them by the dirt place; and then we can both go out into the field and you can collect some m-." Dawnsong stopped short. About to tell Owlpaw to collect some moss changed what she was going to say in mild reward. "You can scout out the horsetail and watermint that we need. I'll collect the moss."

Standing up, ducked her head as she entered where patients would sleep, and started determining which bedding needed to be replaced, and which could be reused. Though the nests weren't dirty, some had shriveled up with lack of water, others has become hard and rather prickly. "Not something fluffy to sleep in." There were no rays of sunshine in the cold but air tight den. Clouds obscured the flaming orange ball that usually hung high int he sky. Just as Owlpaw's footsteps were thumping across the clearing, Dawnsong had determined good moss from bad and pushed a ball of soiled out with her nose. "Good, discarded those herbs then?" Pushing the moss ball out of her den, started walking towards the fields. "Let's go near the Riverlcan boarder. Watermint grows plentiful there."

{562 Words; Very Nice}
{Listening to Start Again}
{8-10 Muse}

-Dawnsong
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Eyes sparkling with delight, such an enthusiastic and attentive apprentice. No glazed look in eye, or shuffling of the paws. A listening, an observer, 'He'll learn to notice sickness easily.' Soft paw after the other, led the way out of camp. Pushing past the thick wall that barley brushed her skinny pelt, rattling gently. Little Owlpaw behind her, what would she do today? Maybe once they had collected their herbs and moss, if he wasn't too tired, they could go out and just bask in the sun or chase some rabbits. 'Or maybe he can go off with his friends and could go out with one of mine.'

Dawnsong mothered the entire Clan, and was very fierce to any intruders. Though, she didn't think she could really put a lot of trust in anymore. One ear splayed, the other pricked, pondered what her flaw was. Probably just the fact that she was a medicine cat. Staring at the ground, almost stepped on a thorn bush. Eyes widening, jumped over it, rather ungracefully, but she got away unharmed. Little Owlpaw would probably be able to squeeze his way through the thorns, since he's probably land belly side first if he jumped of it.

With mroww of laughter at the thought of that, directed paws towards the river. You couldn't hear it yet, but you could sure smell it. After a moments of weaving on the tree-less, undergrowth-less, slope land came near the river where there were the rarity of trees on WindClan territory. Nodding off for Owlpaw to collect the herb, started a scooping motion at the moss covered trees. It was dirty work, but every moss came off clean. No thorns, no dirt, but maybe a few roots here and there.

Taking each moss in her jaw in turn, shook it out so it was dry. In the end, she had enough for three beds. It was a pity that these moss covered trees were so far from camp. Ears pricked, looked about for Owlpaw, unless he had fallen in the river, he should be back now. Honey eyes blinking, waited patiently her sense obscured with moss.

{354 Words; Too lazy to make a seperate thread by the river xD}
{Listening to Stuff at my Channel}
{6-10 Muse}