Day Off.

[rex.]

The Deputy stirred early. The sun had not yet risen above the horizon, yet the sky was painted an attractive mix of orange and pink. About this time of day, Kashclaw would get up, wash himself thuroughly, share tongues with his mate, Prettypelt if she woke up by his commotion by that time. Then he would pick a small meal off the freshkill, and figure out how much food would be needed to top off the pile that day, then, he would take a couple mice, voles, etc to the elders and bid them a good morning. next he might have a quick chat with Rosestar, about perhaps some important current (or past) affair, and going ons. then go ahead and set up dawn patrols, and other patrols for that day...that was just his dawn duties. Oddly though, he looked forward to it everyday, thinking that everyday was a new chance for improvement.

Kashclaw opened his eyes slowly to see the beautiful sky. It would be a hot day, his whiskers told him, but a good day none the less. Prey would likely be running well, and he flexed his twelve front claws at the though of swiping up a fat rabbit or snatching a fat thrush out of the air, he made to get up and begin his normal duties, but then remembered his vow to Prettypelt the previous day; that he was forbidden to do anything today, he was to spend the day like a lazy elder, enjoying himself and not doing a thing. Prettypelt's logic was that he worked to hard.
Rolling his eyes, The Polydactyl hoisted himself up in his nest and began to wash his forearm, and as he did so, he looked over and Prettypelts beautiful sleeping figure. She had promised to take over his duties, and if she wanted to do that, she would have to get up soon, but he couldnt bring himself to wake her, he never could. Kashclaw began to purr as he licked the fur between her ears like a mother might do to her kit. He half hoped she wouldnt wake up...this would be a very dull day.

[::Fawn::]

OOC: Mind if I post here? I haven't RP'd with bluespring in a while.

IC:

A silver tabby she cat paused, letting the bundle of fresh herbs slip from her jaws. Mumbling words of annoyance, the medicine cat bent down to retrieve her supply, muttering words along the way. Distracted, early morning, collection, value... she muttered, feverishly collecting up the scattered remedies.

Bluespring padded back to her den, and dropped the bundle onto a flat wide rock for them to dry out on. She turned, her silvery body bending, and headed back out towards the clearing. Bluespring took a thrush from the fresh kill pile, and surveyed it closely for maggots. The thrush looked fine, but Bluespring frowned at it. It was quite skinny for a greenleaf bird, and it had a strange scent about it. Like something that had recently dorned a bad disease. Apprentices! she muttered under her breath. Don't even think to check their prey before adding it to the pile!

Bluespring carried the thrush gently out of camp, and dug a small but deep hole, behind the nursery. She layed the thrush gently in the hole, and pushed the dirt back over it with a silvery forepaw. She meowed a few words of respect, and then made her way back into the clearing.

Bluespring's dark blue eyes met Kashclaw's optics. Ah, good morning Kashclaw! the medicine cat meowed, smiling serenely. Your up early!

[rex.]

The deputy's voice was hushed as he left his mate's side to approach the medicine cat. 'no earlier than usual, it is you who is up early' Kashclaw meowed good naturally. 'If you dont mind me asking, what have you been up to that would require you to leave camp even before I was up? collecting herbs by moonlight?' he smiled, taking note of tiny bits of dirt that were clinging to her forepaws Digging up roots maybe he thought.

With a sigh, Kashclaw took a seat in the clearing looking dazed; not because it was so boring but because he was finding it difficult to stand by and do nothing, even while it was still morning and there was nothing much to do yet.

[::Fawn::]

Bluespring smiled pleasantly, her almond shaped dark blue pools looking intently at the deputy. Ah, well, as you thought, yes, I was digging up ginger roots. Oddly enough, there is a two leg garden that it grows in, not too far from here...Thankfully. It is, admittedly not as close as I would like, so I have to get an early start. She smiled again, more gently this time. I always have been an early riser.

[rex.]

"Well, it makes me proud to know that we have such a devout medicine cat here" he purred in reply, though he wasnt sure what ginger was good for, if it was important enough to travel all the way to the two leg place for it by moonlight, then it was probably a somewhat crucial herb to have. "Just be careful around the twoleg place, you never know about those twolegs...some of them may try to catch you if you are seen." he meowed warningly as he remembered when he was still an apprentice how he and prettypelt had traveled to the twoleg place to find her mother and had almost been captured. the memory sent a chill up his spin; he would fight the whole of rogueclan single pawed before he became a kittypet.
Kashclaw reminded himself that he was doing what would be considered work; he was talking in a somewhat important way to the medicine cat....but... he thought ...as long as Prettypelt is still asleep, i can do anything i want!

ooc: hardy harr. ooh by the way, Ginger is good for soothing upset stomachs. i know this because when i went sailing with my grandparents i would get seasick and they would have me eat plain ginger XP Bllleechhh

[::Fawn::]

Bluespring nodded in agreement. Yes, they have tried something of that sort before. She smiled, remembering the marks that she had put on that twoleg's arm, knowing that they wouldn't be gone in a hurry. Her blue optics narrowed at the thought of captivity.

OOC: Yeah I know. It is pretty gross though.

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A tortoiseshell she-cat walked over to the two cats, curios of what her brothers mentor and the Medicine Cat were doing. Stonepaw ran up to Kashclaw, pouncing playfully onto his mentor. 'What are we going to do tommorow?' the young tom asked. Poppykit sat next to Bluespring, purring at how happy her brother was to have a mentor.

[::Fawn::]

Bluespring smiled at the apprentices, but heaved a small sigh. She had hoped to tell Kashclaw about the loner she had spotted on WindClan territory, but oh well. It could wait. It had been almost a moon since she had seen it anyways. We were just...Conversing. She meowed. Well, I must be off, lots of work to do. Bluespring gave one last warm smile, and shot a furtive look towards the deputy, and strolled over to her den, and disapeared through the entrance.

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Poppypaw watched her go then padded after her. Maybe the she-cat and her apprentice needed some help. Stonepaw watched his sister leave. The pounced onto Kashclaw's tail playfully as though he was still a kit. He stopped and looked up at his mentor. 'Sorry.' he meowed, smiling.

[rex.]

The black tom withdrew his tail protectivly against his blody, and smiled. Kashclaw meowed quietly. isnt it a little bit early for an apprentice like yourself to be up? The sun is barely up yet!

[&&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò]]

'I know! But im so excited! I cant sleep!' he meowed excitedly to his mentor, lashing his tail from side to side happily. Tommorow he was going to train and just thinking about it made fur tingle and it sent a shiver up his spine. He couldnt wait. His eyes were wide and even showed with excitement.

[|g.O.l.d.Y|]

OOC: Sorry for the wait.

Her paws twitched in her sleep as she laid sprawled out on her side. Every now and again her body would give a bit of a lurch and her claws would quickly slip from their sheaths. It was apparent that she was having the usual hunting dream, savoring the sweet taste of rabbits, vole, mice, and shrew. All was going quite pleasant until the golden fields randomly turned into a vast green meadow. None of this struck her as odd in the dream, though it should have. Other things were distracting her from this strange phenomenon. Her quiet movements were bringing her closer and closer to a succulent brown hare, nibbling on the long stalks. She bunched up her muscles, ready to break through her hiding spot when the smallest of drops fell on her forehead. Her head was tilted up and her hot blue eyes locked onto the small, gray rain cloud.

Confusion ran through her mind as she reared up at the low hanging puff and batted her paws against it. This only tore a hole in it, dumping water down on her. Now drenched, she spit in aggravation and reared up again. This time, she grabbed hold with her teeth. The cloud tasted very much like moss, but she ignored this fact. She began to drag it down, finding it a tiresome effort...

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In a strange turn of events she had began to eat the cloud and in doing so the moss-flavored thing had made a terrible clog in her throat. Lack of air made her eyes shoot open, immediately spitting out her bedding as soon as she realized what it was. She crouched low to the ground, making low, throaty sounds as she tried to work up the moss-clog. The whole act reminded her very much of a hairball as it might as well have been. The motions worked just as well, and the moss flew from her mouth to the ground. She took in deep swallows of air, looking around with narrowed eyes for her mate. Why wasn’t he hovering over her low form, crying out in worry? She glanced toward the entrance of the den, seeing a smaller figure pounce on her mate’s tail at that exact moment.

Kashclaw had the day off today. That was Kashclaw’s apprentice. It was early. This all spelled bad news for Prettypelt. Surely he hadn’t already tried to get away with work? Gone off to wake up his apprentice and do an early training session? She sighed in aggravation. He’d never give up. Her pawsteps were quick and her eyes were accusing as she padded out of the shelter of the warrior’s den and into the early morning lowlight blanket. She quickly cut a path inbetween Kashclaw and Stonepaw.

Normally she wouldn’t have left the den looking like this, fur crazily jumping from left to right. She would have given herself a good wash, but she didn’t want to waste any time in disciplining the cheating tom. Kashclaw, good morning. Stonepaw, you’re up early. What’s first on my agenda? Hmmm?

She gave him a coy smile, very proud of the fact that she had caught him in the act. She was making sure she let him know too.

OOC: I know he didn’t wake him up, but she’s quick to jump to conclusions.

[::Fawn::]

((That was freakishly long, lol. No wonder you won for most descriptive roleplayer!! =]))

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_{'Hi Prettypelt! Guess what! If Kashclaw says that it's okay, I might have my first training session tommorow!' Stonepaw meowed, his blue eyes brimmed with excitement at the thought.}

[|g.O.l.d.Y|]

Prettypelt's back stiffened at the apprentice's excited announcement. One ear twitched slightly while the other pinned flat against her head. She refused to look at Kashclaw now and instead forced a smile toward Stonepaw. Oh. That's nice. I'll need to be taking Hazelpaw out again soon. Do you two get along?

Small talk. Yes. This would save her from embarrassment, and postpone Kashclaw's sure-to-be-snappy response.