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Post by Anemonemist on Mar 17, 2017 16:28:41 GMT -6
It was incredibly uncommon for Anemonemist to take a stroll just for the sake of strolling. Usually, she spent all her time thinking about her herbs. Checking on the herb patches, the herb storage, the herb uses and such. As her only point for even being alive was to heal, why shouldn't she devote her life to remaining repetitive like this? She didn't want to forget anything if she were to do something else for a change. That was what she feared the most.
Stopping for a moment, the healer settled herself down next to the river. She allowed the cold water to just lap at her paws, finding the cold sensation a nice tool for clearing away her bad thoughts. She needed a bit of relaxation to feel better--
...Who was that, staring at her across the water?
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Post by Snowwhisper on Mar 18, 2017 1:49:41 GMT -6
Snowwhisper still hadn't let go of her hunting and fighting skills since she left the clan. She understood that other cats may not approve, she was a medicine cat, but she also made sure to get all her work done. She woke up early to go hunting and work on fighting as well as father herbs on her way. This way during the day she could be there in case another cat got hurt. At the current moment she had already done all that stuff and had made sure that Frostbreeze had everything under control. She had planned to work in fishing at the Rockclan border, but she was distracted when she noticed their medicine cat. "Hello." she dipped her head politely as she was only a medicine cat apprentice so her rank was lower than Anmonemist.
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Post by Anemonemist on Mar 20, 2017 9:12:56 GMT -6
Anemonemist wasn't sure how to respond. She knew who Snowwhisper was, given it was pretty important to keep an eye on who was the current medicine cat of each Clan. But that didn't mean she knew the the IceClanne personally. And frankly, Anemonemist rather flunked in being friendly and open.
"...Hi." the healer grumbled, just barely loud enough to be heard. Her dusty blue eyes casted awkwardly down to watch the river flow by, needing something to focus on that wasn't intelligent.
Still... Snowwhisper was still a medicine cat. It might be best to... have a neutral or positive relationship with her. Who knows, if RockClan needed help, Anemonemist might value the connection with IceClan someday. "How... is IceClan?" she asked simply. |
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Post by Snowwhisper on Mar 20, 2017 9:46:24 GMT -6
Snowwhisper also wasn't that good at communicating with other cats, but she noticed the effort and made her own as well. After all, she believed it was important to have s many connections as possible. Who knew when she would need them. "We're doing good." she responded with a kind smile. "And how is Rockclan?" she returned, though she knew better than to expect an honest answer. Cat's weren't typically honest when talking about their own clan. She had no clue why it had to be a nessessity, but cats seemed to think they shouldn't share issues and get help. However, there were laws of every land, and she knew to follow them.
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