[Spotty]

Berrypaw

The fluffy molly hadn't really done much, mostly just worked on making her nest more... like... her. Days had been spent weaving flowers into the moss, and moving all her little rocks, pebbles, moss balls, and even that mudball she had made that one time to the new den. There were more cats in the apprentices' den, and the cats were also bigger, so instead of placing her collected items on a neat little row beside her nest, she had hidden some of them under the moss as to keep them out of the way.

She also hadn't been in camp much, and not at all outside of it. Stars, she would have to actually get going with her training and duties soon. That was what apprentices did, and she wasn't a kit anymore, meaning she couldn't just stay in the den all the time, and would have to start doing stuff eventually. A shape moving towards the Breezerock caught her eye, and for a moment she thought it was Twilightstar starting a meeting, but the voice, color, and message of the cat were different, and Berrypaw poked out her head from the apprentices' den to glance towards the cat.

She... couldn't seem to recall their name, but they were on the Breezerock. "...are they suppose to be up there?" The question wasn't really directed towards anyone, and maybe as much to herself as to anyone else. She wasn't sure on the exact rules and stuff around that, but there was a certain feeling that only Twilightstar or maybe another High Rank should be up there. Well, the cat had called loud enough, so if something was wrong with what they were doing, someone should call them out.

Aannnyyyyywayyyyy. A race did sound fun. Berrypaw was a very very short, and very very inexperienced cat, only having been made an apprentice rather recently, so she was very unlikely to win over anyone, but it might be good for the training or something, it was at least something Peachfrost should be proud over if Berrypaw did manage to do something significant.