Owlflight
Owlflight, seeing nothing more would be done for Whitekit, frowned slightly. But she understood. THe life of a medcat was stressful and rushed. She herself was a medcat apprentice at one point. But the job did not give her joy. She loved running and hunting. So she became a regular apprentice instead. She grabbed Whitekit gently, bowing her head to Mothtail, trotting away and laying down in the outskirts of camp. It wasn't extremely cold outside, and she didn't want any of the other kits catching Whitekit's cold. She curled around Whitekit gently. She knew that even colds could end a kits life. Owlflight knew Whitekit's immune system was weak. It always had been. She just hoped her dear kit could pull through.
Turtlekit
Turtlekit nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. " Okay " he murmured. " Thank you. " He trotted forward to catch up with the shecat, and watched as Dapplekit did the same. For some reason, he felt worry bubbling in his chest. He didn't know why. Whitekit was fine, right? He didn't bring it up, as he figured she was probably perfectly fine, curled up next to mum in the nursery.
