Littlebird walks along with Whisperingpaw as they went to go get some moss for her den. She smiles over at her, "So, how's your training so far? I know it can be hard being the only apprentice, I was for about two moons." She laughs, remembering when she was training with Wolfnight and he had attempted to climb higher than her. He had turned into a sore looser after she had made it to the top of the tree before him!
Whisperingpaw sighed, but tried to act tuff. "It doesn't affect me. It at least gives me a full den, all to myself!" She forces a smile and looks up at Littlebird happily. They had become good friends, considering she would have to help her with anything every now and then. They go to the regular place to find moss and Whisperingpaw started to claw off some, putting it into a ball. She gets about four moss balls and she carries one under her chin, the other in her jaws. Littlebird does the same and they make their way back to camp.
Wolfnight woke up from the commotion coming from outside the warrior's den and in the clearing. He held back a smart remark and peered outside at them. He walked up to Emberpaw drowsily. "What's going on?" He questioned, watching Spiderfang.


