[flopsy]

@WhitesilverQueen

The small molly turned in her nest the sound of her fellow apprentices conversing had woken her up and honestly she needed to go do something. Wrenpaw began to fix her nest gathering dry clumps of moss and putting sticks in order, suddenly she started to pick up the muffled sound of crying. Leaning her head she stared at the shadows, squinting her eyes until she could make out the form of a slightly familiar calico she-cat. Wren knew a little about her but not who she was as a person, I mean who didn't her parents were traitors who for as far as Wrenpaw knew went missing. The short molly shook her head before awkwardly heading over to the crying molly, "Hey, uh you ok?" she attempted to rest a paw on her shoulder.