MODS PLEASE LOCK!

[xXSwiftkillXx]

Nightpelt smiled, "I'm sorry if I made you overwhelmed."

[fatal trouble]

C r e s e n t f l a s h

"No, it's fine" She smiles a bit wider, making her look awkward.

[xXSwiftkillXx]

Nightpelt nudged her, "come on we are suppose to be hunting"

[fatal trouble]

C r e s e n t f l a s h

"Right..." She stared at her paws. She felt rather laquacious currently, wanting to try to get closer to her new deputy. She saw a ripple in the water, batting at the fish below her, picking it out and using her free paw to kill the fish.

[xXSwiftkillXx]

Nightpelt was looking at the water watching for any movement. Once he saw movement he dipped his paw in the water and flung a fish out.

[Coco Bunny]

Sandpool padded around the medicine den restlessly. She'd switched to being a medicine cat apprentice along with Cherrypaw previously, and recently received her name, but now something was nagging at the back of her mind, and she didn't know what it was.

Swiftheart lay in the sunlight, half asleep.

Rainwing was watching her kits play with moss balls.

[winx]

Cherrypaw looked up from her work sorting through some oak leaves, hearing the commotion outside. "Sandpool? Even Starclan can hear you pacing from out here! Is something troubling you?" the she-cat questioned with a concerned flicker in her gaze. The younger apprentice had not received her full name as of yet, even though she was only a moon behind Sandpool. She enjoyed staying an apprentice for as long as she could. Cherrypaw wanted to make sure she was fully ready and prepared for the full life of a medicine cat. The change from warrior apprentice to medicine apprentice had been brief and rushed. It was a lot of responsibility to give up any chances of ever having a mate and the stress of caring for the entire clan.

[Coco Bunny]

She paused, turning to Cherrypaw's direction. She padded towards the younger cat, again feeling a flash of guilt that she'd received her name while Cherrypaw hadn't. 'It's just... There's something off. I don't know what it is.' She tried to explain. 'There's a nagging feeling the back of my mind. Don't you feel it?'

[winx]

Cherrypaw blinked in confusion at the worried auras coming off of Sandpool. "It seems almost like a regular day, unless Starclan is trying to get under your pelt to warn you about something. I haven't had any strange dreams." she explained her case, head tilting to the side to accentuate her feelings on the topic. "Do you think there will be another bout of greencough? Or is there just a danger you are unsure of?" Cherrypaw attempted to get to the root of the issue, knowing Sandpool would not be so antsy if it was for nothing.

[fatal trouble]

C r e s e n t f l a s h

After they caught about 8 fish between the both of them, she broke the silence. [color=#40FFFF]"We should probably head back to camp," she proposed, turning to the pile of fish her and Nightpelt had caught together.[/color]