1x1 (Mist and sierra5043)

[Mist]

“Feverfew is what jumps to mind,” he meowed. “That and borage.”

[WinterWanderer]

Whiteriver nodded in agreement. "Good- we should have enough in stock. I'll go retrieve them," He turned away.

[Mist]

“Thank you,” Clover meowed.

[WinterWanderer]

"It's nothing. A kit is a kit, no matter their origin," Whiteriver meowed before going to the stores. He grabbed the feverfew and borage, grabbing a bigger plant to wrap them up before walking to Clover and handing him the herbs.

[Mist]

"You have my leader's thanks as well," he meowed as he grabbed the herbs.

[WinterWanderer]

"Of course," He nodded.

"Come along, your companion must be getting antsy," Snowstar meowed, turning to leave.

[Mist]

"I doubt that," he meowed as he followed.

"We got you now rouge," Foxkit meowed as she and Harekit pinned Gorse to the ground.

"Oh please great warriors, I plead with you to spare me," Gorse meowed.

[WinterWanderer]

Snowstar let out a rumbling chuckle as he saw his grandkits. "Well, looks like my daughter's kits got to him first." He meowed.

[Mist]

"Gorse has always been a bit of an overgrown kit himself," Clover meowed.

[WinterWanderer]

"Well, that's not exactly bad. I've been called kitlike before," He meowed.