[graves]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Appledash watched her demonstration, and unsheathed his own claws, looking down at his ginger paws, which were more of a brown color as they were covered in dried mud from his most recent outing into the territory. He nodded, but winced inwardly. How can one cat stand to strain their paws for this long? Appledash thought it would hurt to do it, walking all over the territory. It was even hurting him, doing it for only this short amount of time. He relaxed his paws, and lifted up one to inspect. He had taken after his father, he had very dainty paws. His pads were easily scratched up as well. As she complimented his intelligence, Appledash nodded to her and smiled. "Well thank you. If like you to know that I am quite an intelligent tom. Not to brag or anything." He purred, smirking at Brokenshadow. "And you can say that again, about the mud."




Canarypaw's greeneyes sparkled as Daypaw mentioned getting help from Kestrelberry. "Well that's definitely reassuring! I thought you were going to have to learn all of the plants yourself!" The golden apprentice had been truly worried about his sibling because of the way he had become the next medicine cat, going straight to full-time medicine cat, and not first learning as an apprentice. He wished he could do that as a warrior apprentice as well. But he knew that it would probably get too stressful for him. "Yeah, hopefully we can! That would be so much fun! You, me, and Eveningpaw!" Canarypaw loved thier other littermate. Sometimes though, he wondered where his mother went wrong in naming them. As there was Daypaw, then Eveningpaw, and then him, Canarypaw. Where did that fit in? Sometimes he felt as if he should've been named Morningpaw or something, but Canarypaw loved his name. He also loved the bird he was named for, their songs were beautiful. At Daypaw's simple word, "hopefully", Canarypaw cast his gaze in their direction. He wanted to say something more about it, but decided that wasn't the best idea. So he turned the topic to something else. "Do you think you'll ever get exercise? I mean, sitting in that stuffy den all day..."

"Yeah, itll be alot easier now." Daypaw decided not to mention their Starclan mentor, Northpath. It would only raise questions on why they would want one, seeing in the past they have only expressed disliking Starclan. Even the thought of them made their pelt bristle a bit. The nodded along with their sibling, "That would be nice, hopefully I finish my training in time." med cat training took a bit longer then a warriors, seeing as there was more to learn, not to mention Daypaw just wasted half of their apprenticeship training to be a warrior, so it would take a bit of extra time. They didnt mind. They raised an eyebrow at Canarys question, "Well, hopefully so. I dont like to go out into the territory, but I'll be sure to not get chubby." They hated going out in the territory alone. Hated it. Large dark pines looming over them, creating shadows that werent there across the ground and in the corner of their eye. Though Daypaw wouldnt tell Canarypaw that, they didnt want him to stress over it.