Ivyshine yawned and stretched out on the dry ground in camp, watching as cats hustled and bustled and shared tongues. I should probably find Peachpaw and have a training session with her. She thought staring down at the half-eaten water vole in her paws. She would feel bad if she ate and then proceeded to do nothing the rest of the day. Ivyshine finished the vole and staggered to her paws, smoothing her silver dappled pelt. She looked around, and, noticing a group of apprentices sharing tongues, decided to try and make her way over. Before she reached them, she saw another apprentice, a black and white she-cat by the looks of it, farther away. Why isn’t she with the other apprentices? She wondered , and, steering off her course from the bigger group of apprentices, padded over. “Hey there. You okay?” Ivyshine meowed softly, gold eyes round with a soft worry. She seemed so... quiet.

(Sorry if I misjudged her character but that’s how she seems to bubbly Ivyshine lol @Zesty Mango )