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[Lord English]

Shadow waited silently on the edge of the territory. "They have to come out sometime! I'll be here! They won't know what hit them!" he hissed to himself as he hid in a bush near the territory border.

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     Caesarus scowled, trying to think. "How do you remember all of this, Hysteria Sir?" His silvery orbs glittered like a child in a candy shop, so naive and innocent. But it was a wonder how he could have all of this stored into his mind. Who knows how long it would take for the ginger tabby himself to memorize all of this?
     He continued on with the Herb, red tail flickering repeatedly, nonstop.

[Clark]

"Much repetition." As a student, Hysteria had recited the name and purpose of herbs in his head until he could explain each one at the flick of his tail.

"If you've practiced healing for as long as I have," he laughed, "it all sort of becomes a sixth sense." Although he was not old, most of his life had revolved around medicine. His life was herbs and healing. And he enjoyed every moment of it.

[Lord English]

"Their scent is closer!" he hissed as he pushed father into the bushes.

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     "Amazing..." Little Caesaus' blue flecked orbs widened with wonder. The power of life in just a lawful of herbs; a single leaf or berry. He shook a petit ginger head, as if trying to remember something. The herbs he was learning of. These seemed very important for lots of things-everything. He looked back up at Hysteria.
     "How did you ever come into a practice such as this? Is healing all that Herbs do?" Two more questions flying out of his mouth like tornadoes, swallowing up whatever information they might find. Especially things like this.
     "Oh yes. Also, where are the herbs we are searching for?" The sharp tongued Future looked around at Boneclan's wide expanse of territory, silvery disks gleaming in thought. There was more than fighting in life.

[Clark]

"I wasn't born into BoneClan--er, Skull as it was called at the time," began Hysteria. "When I did join, the position as a Herb-in-training was open and I was the ideal candidate with my previous knowledge of herbs." He hadn't required much training, though Sarathi had showed him common herbs found in the land and introduced him to the idea of "torture herbs".

"Healing, yes, is mainly what I and my students do. We also experiment with remedies and medicine. Though, in the end, everything revolves around healing." 

Hysteria took a breath. "We'll have to head out to the borders, perhaps even farther. Ragweed and juniper berries do not grow near camp."

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        Little Caesarus tilted his head to the right just ever so slightly. Torture herbs sounded a bit morbid and creepy. But the healing part was nice.
        "Who are your students?" Students. Such an easy, yet surprisingly new word to the little Tabby. But making an inference, they were most likely Herb Trainees or something close to that. He craned his scarred neck, making a feeble attempt to look farther into territory. He liked going out of the borders to think occasionally of course.

[Lord English]

Shadow loved his new plan to rid this cat of his life. He had dark red berries on his claws, deathberries. He had tried this plan on his son once, but failed as he was saved by another cat. This time it wouldn't fail. "This is sure to work." he said to himself.

[Clark]

"Daeyon and Coffie," answered Hysteria. The two young cats were promoted very recently. "Though I am considering taking on a third. The work is very challenging and requires multiple paws to help." He walked with ease; unaware of the dangerous tomcat lingering nearby.

[Lord English]

Ready...NOW "Surprise!" he yowled as he lept from the bushes, swinging the berries aiming to try and shove them down the other's throat.

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     Caesarus practically jumped a few feet in the air, snarling. Not again! What was with this Tom and trying to kill him? Taking the chance in the air, he dropped own, trying to land on his attacker's shoulders. This was unnacceptable. This was getting just plain annoying now. Did he even know this cat's name? f course not!

[Lord English]

Shadow was taken a bit by surprise as Caesarus jumped on top of him. "Get off of me! You worthless piece of foxdung!" he hissed as he attepted again to shove the berries in his mouth.

[Clark]

Hysteria spun away from the commotion. It took him a few heartbeats to gather his bearings. This cat, again?!

"Coming back for seconds, I see?" Hissing, Hysteria leapt at the trespasser with outstretched claws in an effort to push Shadow off from his Clanmate and pierce him with his claws.

[Lord English]

Shadow was ready as he quickly dodged. "If not his life! Then so be yours!" he hissed as he lunged out with his claws, attempting his plan to make him eat the deathberries.

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      Caesarus snarled, hackles not raised whatsoever. He was light and quick, but not heavy. So attempting to knock Shadow over was probably just that; an attempt. But doing this, he got berries shoved in his throat instead. The young Future gagged, a painful sensation going through him like electricity. He had to get this out of his system! Although Caesar did not know what this red substance was, it was definitely one of the torture herbs Hysteria spoke of.