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Originally Posted by king kaleb!
daydream gave a rumbling purr to the lick against their head. "its no problem really." they stood up and stretched, arching their back and opening their jaws wide in a yawn before relaxing. "How do you feel about going outside to see if new herbs have sprung in the territory?" they questioned. daydream didnt like to go into the territory alone. with the lack of sleep, and how shadowed their territory was, is was easy for their unrested mind to shape those shadows into monsters and scare themselves, to hallucinate, and worse on. it was symptoms of lack of sleep, but that didnt stop them from pulling their all-nighters. plus, it would be a good way to show flashpaw around the territory. obviously, she already knew it, but showing her around in a different way. she would learn where plants grew, their types of scents aswel. yes, she was a medicine cat apprentice now, and by now daydream was suppose to take her to the starcave to have her apprentice ceremony, but they were against that. they disliked starclan, and there was no ned for flashpaw to shape her training around them. when she was older and wanted to venture into that, she could on her own. but that wasnt something daydream was going to be teaching. |
Purring herself when she heard Daydream's, the dark colored medicine cat apprentice smiled at their words. She found herself grinning wider at their next statement. "Sure!" She felt as though she was leaving her reserved, self-conscious self behind and becoming a lot happier as the days as apprentice to Daydream drew on. It healed her to be in a more comfortable and positive enviornment and the effects were showing already. Look at her! A few days ago, this she-cat hadn't smiled for moons on end, and here she was, smiling every day! It was truly joyful to realize how quickly she was coming back from her past. Sure, it took some time, but at this growing rate, Flashpaw would be as outgoing as her sister. Okay, maybe not that ecstatic and snarky, but she was really being forced to come out of her shell and show colors she never knew she possessed. Rejuvinated by the thoughts, the she-cat pondered where they'd go. She faintly recalled a training session with Servalwing a week or two ago hunting, and she remembered stepping near a particularly strong-smelling leaf. Could that be an herb? She froze the memory for a moment, thinking hard, and traced her steps back to the camp once figuring out the memory's location. It should take about 156 steps for each paw in total, at my current spread of step on average, if it really was an herb patch I'm remembering. Standing and shaking her fur out, she prepared to follow her mentor into the territory, smiling and preparing to count.