[Eaglet]

Thrushfur slipped in the medicine den, herb scent overwhelmed his noise as he shuffled away towards the entrance. He flattened his ears in embarrassment for giving such a reaction, the scent was just a bit too strong for him. He walked in a settled down in a corner. He's never really been all that much in the medicine den, he sometimes would have nightmares as a kit about cats who would force herbs down your throat. He gulped remembering that distinct nightmare. He could remember just like it was yesterday. He breathed once more, stiffing as he tried to overcome the scent of herbs that ensnared his nostrils. With a respectful gaze around the den, he looked around for the ginger tabby. Even just a glimpse to get out of this prison as quickly as he possibly could.

" Sundust- Nevermind.. "He murmured softly. The medicine cat would probably notice him already when he entered. The reason he came was for his wounds, and his stomach that has been bothering him. He was questioning his own unawareness.Was it something I ate? His brows furrowed. Giving a small heave as he waited inside the den. Onlooking at the patients in the den with him.

[ @Naiad ]