✞ SoulClan -=- Accepting ✞

[MoshiMoshi~]

He picked himself up, quickly gathering the leaves and rushing out of the camp, hiding his embarrassment.

[majora.]

Brindlepaw was training outside camp with Heatherfur, the two she-cats seeming to be battle training.

[MoshiMoshi~]

Soulpaw laid the rotten herbs on the ground, trotting over to the two she-cats, "Hey! How's training?"

[majora.]

Brindlepaw hissed loudly and heaved Heatherfur off of her, throwing the she-cat to the ground and making her groan in pain. "Great!" She exclaimed, twitching her whiskers.

[MoshiMoshi~]

He noted the rough way they interacted with eachother, 'Now I remember why I chose to be a medicine cat...' He thought to himself.

[majora.]

"Looks like your herbs aren't doing too good." She commented, looking down at the stench of mingled, rotten plants. She scrunched up her nose, narrowing one eye in disgust.

[MoshiMoshi~]

"Some sort of white fungus has gotten to our supply of dock, only a few of the leaves are still usable." He responded, looking down at the leaves.

[majora.]

"Maybe you could use the white fungus somehow!" Brindlepaw screeched, crouching, her rump waving in the air as she grinned up at him playfully .

[MoshiMoshi~]

Soulpaw blinked, "They've proven of no use," He looked behind him, "They're too small, anyway."

[majora.]

"Oh." She mewled, tumbling onto her back. She pawed up at him. "You should battle train with me some time, don't want to be helpless and clumsy do you.?"