Tackpaw
"Hm... Well! Alright then, see ya, Heatherpaw!" He mewed, turning around and going back to the den to rest a little. His head was hurting due to the atmospheric pressure being very high today.
Shiverbelly
The young medicine cat curled up in his nest, thinking to himself. Selfish-sounding, yet reasonable thoughts, such as why he had an apprentice while he wasn't even that old, how his own apprentice knew more than him, that look that new she-cat- what was her name? Somethingbreeze? -has on her face whenever Flamepelt went past her. No, not selfish, just curious questions. Just curious, harmless questions.










