WindTail
"I´ll be right back." He meowed, padding out of his den. He picked up some of his herbs, quickly mixing them together before returning to the elder. He licked the mixture over where he saw BeetleClaw scratching."There, the itchting should wear off and the ticks will leave in no time." He meowed, tail giving a light flick."Anything else?" He asked, tilting his head.
AmberFur
"Alright." She meowed and followed after the senior warrior. Her ears were perked for any sounds of prey. Soon enough, she caught a climse of brown fur. Scenting the air, she identified it as a vole. Quickly, she crouched down and began to follow it.