[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Springpaw let out a silent sigh of relief as the marbled tabby came into the pastel calico’s view, a short smile growing upon the young apprentice’s maw. ”Hey, Roseraven.” she responded back to the older molly, approaching her close enough so that she could sit down in front of the marbled tabby, her tail wrapping daintily around herself and laying atop of her white-furred paws. “I hope that you don’t mind me intruding in here. Bumblestar just got done speaking with both Drizzlecloud and I about what she expects of us as the new medicine cats and well… if you don’t mind it, we could use your help with learning how to heal the sick and weak. I know about the whole incident that happened moons ago back at the old camp, but I don’t see you as a bad cat for it. We all make mistakes, it’s not like we are all perfect in our own ways.”

She flashed the older molly a short smile after she finished speaking, tilting her head slightly to the side to show that she truly meant her words. All because Roseraven caused a mistake didn’t mean that she was automatically a bad cat. Springpaw saw it that way with every cat—except her birth giver—as not every being could be automatically considered someone to avoid like the plague all because of a simple mistake they’ve caused. Roseraven was one of those cats that Springpaw thought didn’t deserve to be avoided like that. “So, if you are okay with it, may you help both Drizzlecloud and I learn the ways of a medicine cat and to learn how to heal the sick and weak? Even if it’s only a little bit of information, it’ll help us a lot with the learning process of becoming a good medicine cat and serve ThunderClan.”

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@Shade.