by Transkitty » Fri Oct 21, 2011 12:02 pm
Hawkclaw smiled a little and followed them out of camp. His claw was a bother, but he usually kept it short so that it wouldn't cut up his paws as he walked. He could tell that Sweetpaw's wrench wasn't as serious as his had been, but he still wanted to check out the apprentice's paw. "It's a good thing I trained to be medicine cat when I was an apprentice." he though to himself, his ears twitching slightly. When Hawkclaw had still been Hawkpaw, he had indeed been the medicine cat apprentice. However, when he showed potential during a battle, and found he enjoyed fighting more than healing, he'd pleaded with both his mentor and his leader. After a few training sessions, the old leader had agreed, taking him on as her own apprentice. Sadness touched his heart as he thought of her, and her death three days after his warrior ceremony.