- WOLFIE I FINISHED PAINTING MY PRESENTS

Yours isn't painted, I bought it. With MONEY. O.O
-Fallenwish-
"Well, go on then, try it." He said, a happy note to his tone. He hoped it worked, for he saw no other place for Snowpaw besides the elders' den if it did not. Of course he could try to think of something else, but he doubted that he would be able to. He waited, watching the apprentice intently.
-Lostfire-
Lostfire led the apprentice all the way back to the Camp Tree. It was a walk through the forest, which was starting to show signs of brilliant leaffall colors. When they made it to the clearing surrounding the tree, he leaped onto the trunk and started to climb up it. He'd have told Ravenmoon that she could stay down there and he'd come back for the leaves, but he doubted she'd agree to that and he couldn't talk through all of the herbs. So he didn't bother trying, and when he got to the small hole in the tree that was both his den and the storage for herbs, he climbed inside. He padded to one of the spots where herbs were stored- there were few herbs, because they'd only recently arrived at this campground. There were a few leaves, roots, stems, berries, and flowers- but not many of any. Lostfire carefully deposited the roots in a pile he mentally had labeled 'borage'.
-Limpfoot-
Limpfoot closed his eyes briefly. He scrolled through the rest of the day's patrols. Considering the day was almost over, all that was left was the moonhigh patrol- which he was not in. He didn't have another one until tomarrow, before sunhigh. Then he'd have to be off hunting. But until then, he had nothing to do and it was pointless to climb all the way down...
He opened his eyes again. "That would be nice, I suppose. I've never slept in the nursery before. It's quite comfortable- and I'm not even laying down." He said, a touch of humor in his voice. "Thank you, Dreamywyvern. It is very kind of you." He meant it. The tom pushed himself carefully to his paws and padded to one of the nests, then curled up. He wrapped his tail around himself and set his head on it, and looked at the queen.
-Shadowstorm-
Shadowstorm flicked his tail back and forth, watching the she-cat dig the herbs out. He removed his paw from one of the roots so she could dig them. "Why are you so nervous?" He asked curiously, but as if it were an afterthought. He continued to be focused on her paws as they moved the dirt.