Warriors: Outcasts [Casual, On-Site, RP has started!]

(@20mia08, @Tiger, Quailtooth and Nectarheart are about to come back to camp and I'm thinking that sending Quailtooth to accompany BrightWhisper and Lionchaser was be interesting XD Mind if I send him over after NectarHeart replies?)

sure thing!)

((That's fine))

Nectarheart | Warrior | Female (She/Her) | Location: Returning from Herb Hunting/Camp | Mentions: Quailtooth, Open

Listening to Quailtooth, Nectarheart walked over to the herbs and picked up the second, smaller bundle. Following the medicine cat, the she-cat couldn't help but feel happy that she'd offered to tag along. As they go back to camp, Nectarheart carried the herb bundle over to the medicine den and set it down for Quailtooth to take proper care of it. As she had gotten ahead of the tom, she made her way back to him. "I've placed the herbs by the medicine den. If you ever need a warrior to help collecting herbs again, I'll always be available." But for now, she assumed Quailtooth would have more important business to attend to.

Beeclaw | Warrior | Male (He/Him) | Location: Camp | Mentions: Minkfoot

Leaving the patrol as they got to camp, Beeclaw deposited his prey over at the fresh-kill pile which was very small. He heard Minkfoot mention leaving camp to explore the forest and he headed right over. Considering his apprentice was part of the group, he figured Shadowheart or Pumafoot would be able to talk to Graystar about the territory borders. "I'd be happy to join," He meowed as he approched the group, stopping to stand near them. "Although, may I ask what we are doing?" The tom looked over to his apprentice. This would be a great learning experience for all of the apprentices joining them, especially the younger ones.

(Who is all in the group?)

| QuailTooth | MedicineCat | Male (He/Him) | Location: Camp|

Quailtooth thanked the she-cat and watched as she walked away, then started on the task of organizing the newly collected herbs, as well as the herbs BrightWhisper had collected previously. He sorted them into separate piles, then found separate ledges to place them on. Once the task was done, he padded out of the den and surveyed the camp. 

He noticed that BrightWhisper was speaking to Lionchaser. Perhaps she’s trying to enlist his help. Good luck, The tom chuckled dryly. I ought to go help her. I’d hate for her to have to go alone. The tom decided with a nod to himself, padding over to the she-cat and company. He nearly stopped short when he heard the end of their conversation.

“Do my ears deceive me?” The tom said incredulously, approaching the pair. “BrightWhisper, have you enlisted LionChaser to help you… with herbs?” The tom asked, the words Lionchaser and herbs weighed especially. “I came to offer my help, and I would be glad to join you, but I struggle to believe our usual duo has become a trio.” The tom smiled warmly at his fellow medicine cat.

He turned to the tom. Quailtooth had nothing against the tom, and really he seemed like the friendly sort, but he seemed to lack… motivation. He offered the tom a welcoming, if confused, smile. “I’m pleased you are willing to help. We often don’t find warriors willing to help us herb collect.” Quailtooths face was lit up like a child receiving candy. He didn’t know about Brightwhisper, but he hardly ever received helping hands. Yet, today not only had he received help from NectarHeart, but here was LionChaser, confirming he’d help his fellow medicine cat.

Brightwhisper | Med. Cat | Female (she/her) | Location: Camp Clearing

Shadowheart | Warrior | Male (he/him) | Location: Camp Clearing -> Leader's Den

Daisypaw | Apprentice | Female (she/her) | Location: Camp Clearing

Lionchaser | Warrior | Male (he/him) | Location: Camp | Mentions: Brightwhisper, Quailtooth

Willingly? Hardly. "She threatened to stuff me into a beehive and allow kits to toss pebbles at me and the nest if I didn't tag along." The golden tom spoke so casually, lazily stretching out his large form as if he'd only just risen from sleep. "But, StarClan forbid, my bumbling warrior presence might get in the way of you two talented medicine cats. The clan can't afford an uneducated furball like myself to disrupt such important flower picking. I suppose that if Quailtooth has returned, my...'assistance' isn't really needed."

Of course, he was still trying his best to get out of it. Lionchaser hadn't even eaten breakfast yet, and being as big as he was, he needed every ounce of energy to do...erm, "warrior things". Such exhausting tasks that these medicine cats surely wouldn't understand. Really, he needed to investigate the fresh kill pile to ensure that the captured prey was up to Graystar's standards. He also needed to try every piece to ensure that they weren't poisoned or foul-tasting. 

Alas...he didn't seem to be convincing them, regardless of how convincing his argument was. Maybe he should just fake an injury this time? Scowling to himself under his breath, Lionchaser slowly plodded after Brightwhisper, dragging his paws like some disappointed kitten as he moved along. 

Graystar | Leader | Female (she/her) | Location: Camp | Mentions: Shadowheart

StarClan, it felt as if every cat in camp wanted to converse with her, bright and early. But the tabby she-cat reminded herself that she had recently been promoted to leader, and not only that, but promoted in a new territory long-since foreign to SkyClan. Naturally, cats would act as if they were walking on thin ice. Surely, there might be much to report, and plenty of questions to ask. Graystar hadn't even thought about establishing borders, but now that she thought about it, it would indeed be necessary. There would be rogues lurking about, and definitely the occasional nosey kittypet to try and fumble after clan prey. 

She could feel her belly rumbling. Lionchaser had taken her by surprise when he didn't bring any prey to her den, but the again, he was inclined to eat anything before it made it to her quarters. She still recalled when she was recovering in the medicine cat den as an apprentice, and her best friend so kindly decided to bring her a bird for dinner...only for Graystar to have noticed bits and pieces missing from the fresh kill. He had eaten most of it before he even made it to the medicine cat den. His excuse that he had been merely "growing" and needed to eat. Yeah, right. Graystar had sharply replied that Lionchaser (both 'paws at the time) was only growing dumber. 

The leader did miss their old home. She missed when she was young, reckless, and naive. She missed getting into trouble with Lionchaser.

A small sigh. "Yes, I'm free."

| QuailTooth | MedicineCat | Male (He/Him) | Location: Leaving Camp|

Quailtooth padded alongside the she-cat, looking back at Lionchaser with a concerned face. “I… well, I…” The tom stuttered after the larger tom made his statement, not sure how to respond. “Im still happy to have you along…” The tom finally mumbled, his tail and ears drooping slightly at the warriors slander. Flower picking? The tom thought, his pride insulted. Those flowers might save your life one of these days. 

Quailtooth previous good mood was dashed. His fellow medicine cat seemed much more assertive than he, and had proven she could confidently match Lionchaser’s sharp tongue. However, Quailtooth was an introverted soul, and was quickly abashed. He, however, was still determined to find the needed herbs to replenish their stores. 

He glanced at BrightWhisper as she confirmed that Lionchaser was not here of his own accord. He nodded. “I’m glad to help… But I didn't find any borage. Im sorry.” The tom responded quietly, staring at his paws. He was trying to mentally list the herbs he most wanted to find. “Maybe we’ll find some this time. With three cats, we’re sure to find some.” He added, with a hopeful glance at Lionchaser.

“BrightWhisper…” The tom began slowly, thinking through his list. “Fawnsight is due soon, so I was thinking we’ll need Narcissus flower petals, to help with her contractions, to soothe her mind. And birthwort, to induce the contractions in the first place. And of course, the borage you mentioned…” The tom finished, his tail flicking gently. “You know I just get so nervous every time a queen nears her due date… I get fussy…” The tom muttered, slightly embarrassed.

When he was a medicine cat apprentice, the tom had once been left alone in camp while the medicine cats went to share tongues. One of the queens had an early delivery, and because of his lack of knowledge, she lost two of her five kits. Since then, Quailtooth felt very responsible and nervous whenever a queen was close to birth, and Fawnsight’s old age was making him extremely on edge.

Nightstalker - Warrior - Male (He/Him/His) - Location; Camp - @; Thrushfeather

Nightstalker stood, shaking off his pelt as he looked around, before sighing. He paused, before deciding to move towards where he could see Thrustfeather, standing beside her and looking at the apprentices before her. "Early training session?" He asked, looking towards the apprentices. He paused, looking towards her as he runs through his words, making sure he had said the right thing.

Brightwhisper | Med. Cat | Female (she/her) | Location: Camp Clearing

"Of course. We should try to find as many birthing plants as possible." She said quietly, matching his tone, and seeing his expression, Brightwhisper placed her tail on the tom's flank. "If anything goes amiss, know that it isn't your fault. It will simply be because of her older age." She whispered, smiling a little.

Turning her head over her shoulder, she looked at Lionchaser. "Come on, now. You can eat a late breakfast today, so I'm sure you're fine. Or, if you're such the warrior, you can catch all three of us a tasty meal while we're out because none of us have eaten today." Brightwhisper added, and the thought made her stomach complain silently.

Shadowheart | Warrior | Male (he/him) | Location: Camp Clearing -> Leader's Den

Shadowheart heard a grumble, possibly coming from Graystar's belly, and he regretted not bringing her the fresh prey the hunting party had brought back.

"Well, while we were hunting, we smelled a faint trace of a fox, but not disturbingly close. However,  this gave me the idea of borders. I was wondering if you'd like to come out later today and set the borders with me and any other cats you choose." He smiled, dipping his head respectfully.