Leafheart looks at her herb storage, everything was a mess and needed to be sorted out, or else it would be difficult to find things later on. She turned her head towards her apprentice.
"Once your done with that, come help me sort." She said, smiling. "I would do this myself, but it would take a while."
Silverstep shrugged. "I don't know.... I went on patrol earlier.... it was, uneventful." He finished, stifling a huge yawn. "How about you, had any luck hunting?"
Bristle snored besides Nirvana, who seemed to be wide awake, watching something off in the distance that wasn't really their. She and her brother had always been able to see things others couldn't... dead cats for example, those that haven't passed on.... "Lingerers" she whispered, watching a deformed ghost-like cat, limping around.
As long as you don't move or make a sound, they can't know your there. They have very bad vision and although they can't see actual, physical bodies, they can see heat signals. They can't smell or feel pain, but they can be harmed and killed.
Tigerpaw flailed his paws in the air, bored out of his mind. He wasn't in the mood to go outside, yet he didn't want to sleep. If he wen't out, he'd probably have to go hunting or training and he didn't want to do that.
"Once your done with that, come help me sort." She said, smiling. "I would do this myself, but it would take a while."
Silverstep shrugged. "I don't know.... I went on patrol earlier.... it was, uneventful." He finished, stifling a huge yawn. "How about you, had any luck hunting?"
Bristle snored besides Nirvana, who seemed to be wide awake, watching something off in the distance that wasn't really their. She and her brother had always been able to see things others couldn't... dead cats for example, those that haven't passed on.... "Lingerers" she whispered, watching a deformed ghost-like cat, limping around.
As long as you don't move or make a sound, they can't know your there. They have very bad vision and although they can't see actual, physical bodies, they can see heat signals. They can't smell or feel pain, but they can be harmed and killed.
Tigerpaw flailed his paws in the air, bored out of his mind. He wasn't in the mood to go outside, yet he didn't want to sleep. If he wen't out, he'd probably have to go hunting or training and he didn't want to do that.