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Originally Posted by .:Moonfang:.
Whitepaw limped in, a smirk on his face as he looked back. Yet another fight that he caused. Shoved into the medicine cat's den to get patched up. Claws raked on his shoulder- not deep enough to cause noticeable scaring, but deep enough to be forced to get 'healed'. He chuckled under his breath and looked about for the one named Daypaw. "Hello?" He called, sitting in the middle of the den. He looked at his shoulder and gave it a few licks, clearing the blood from his white pelt. His blue and green eyes finally caught sight of an orange tabby. "Daypaw?" He asked. He held his head high, cocky as always. "Mind helping out real quick? I got into a scuffle and they tossed me in here." He said looking at his paw.
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Daypaw was simply organizing herbs, to deep in thought to notice Whitepaw enter the den. Their ears perked at hearing their named called though, turning their head to face the bloody apprentice. Daypaw immediately sighed, pulling a few herbs out from the herb wall and walking over the Whitepaw, they needed no explanation to know what was wrong at this point. "Cant you apprentices keep your claws to yourself, we already have enough going in with Riverclan." the tabby said cooly, bending down to chew up the dock herb they had grabbed, they looked up at Whitepaw,"What happened?"