[Shade.]

Originally Posted by ares

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Wow, she had never been inside the warriors’ den before. Her eyes were wide as she looked around the entrance of the den, her gaze trailing after every vine that covered the den like a barrier. As she approached, the vines annoyingly hit her in the face when she had poked her head in along its entrance, a quiet growl escaping her throat as she used a paw to move the vines out of the way. She mumbled something about the vines tickling her nose before nudging her way into the den, eyes narrowing to grow accustomed to the dimly lit atmosphere that merely reminded her of the medicine den. That wasn’t what was on her mind, though. The medicine cat apprentice glanced around for a familiar marbled tabby pelt that stood out against the dark atmosphere, oceanic hues dancing around from cat to cat to look for such a distinctive pelt of the former medicine cat.

“Roseraven?” She called, wincing slightly as her voice echoed throughout the den’s walls. She hoped it didn’t disturb any of the cats that slept in here at will, as she was only looking for the molly at heart. In all honesty, Springpaw didn’t see Roseraven as a bad cats as most of her clan-mates did. Yes, there was the bloodied birthing incident, but Springpaw thought it was just an accidental death. Of course, this might be the wrong thing for the molly to think about as she had only been a mere kit at the time it happened, but she didn’t pay much attention towards it. Her mind focused at the task at hand to find Roseraven so she could help her and Drizzlecloud grow accustomed to their roles and how the herbs worked… if she wouldn’t mind doing that, in any ways.

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@Shade.

Roseraven was just returning her best to the warrior's den. It gad to end eventually. She was partially glad, of course. Healing was a bit upsetting after the whole ordeal. Too many chances for mistakes. But she also missed her job.

Perhaps she wasn't done, however, as Springpaw, the new medicine cat apprentice, approached her.
"Hello, Springpaw." she greeted calmly.