[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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Well, at the start, everything was going fine at first… that was until Springpaw straight up saw a pebble get flung right directly at Bumblestar’s head. The calico quickly flinched as her ears tucked back as a subtle, quiet hiss escaped her throat. That had got to hurt. Hopefully that wasn’t enough to cause any sort of damage to her head. That was the last thing that Springpaw needed added to her list of things to do. Squinting open an eye, Springpaw’s ears jerked back up as she listened to the leader speaking furiously once more. Well, firstly, at least she was okay, and secondly, who in the actual hell decided to fling a pebble of all things at her head? Springpaw was quick to begin to scan her eyes around the clearing, landing quickly on the departing Mudhound, who seemingly left the scene in a hurry. Well, that didn’t take too long for her to figure out who it might’ve been that decided to be small-minded enough that they would toss a pebble off all things up at Bumblestar’s head. All it did was cause a mass of chaos to erupt that didn’t even need to occur in the first place. Especially over some little game.

With a tight huff and that issue out of the way, Springpaw jeered her eyes back up towards Bumblestar as she listened to her continue the meeting. Well, at least patrols are being held out; one specifically going back to the old camp—which caused a jitter of unease to swirl within her stomach—one to the outskirts, and another also to the outskirts. They each didn’t sound too alarming, thankfully, but she’ll want to keep an eye out in case they come back with any new injuries. She would make a word out of it, but she was sure that they would understand the gist of her message anyways. Other than that, it seemed like the meeting was over. Standing back up to her paws, Springpaw glanced around to look back towards the direction of her mother, and quickly casted her a small smile. “I’ll be in the medicine den if you need me, mom. I’m sure you’ll be able to handle your apprentice just fine.” Springpaw was bound to add in another comment that would’ve definitely made some sort of amusement for the lot of them, but she held herself back. That probably wouldn’t be too necessary.

Other than that, she flicked the tip of her tail and began to b-line her way back towards the medicine cat den; ears alert in case anyone was going to get themselves checked out first before heading out for the patrols that Bumblestar assigned. Hopefully cats that didn’t have any wax in their brains were going to do that.

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@jupiter [no need to respond! ]