[graves]

Originally Posted by Mauve

At first, the tabby thought that her words had just gone in one ear and out the other, and Heatherfur opened her mouth to repeat herself before she caught a glimpse of acknowledgement from their ear movement. Either they had heard her, or actually listened, as there was a big difference between the two, though Heatherfur thought it best to not push her luck. Finally, Daydream had dropped the aggressive, grieving tone - to one void of emotion, but still it was a welcomed changed. She let her fur fall and gave her chest fur a few swift licks in more of a way to calm herself than anything. At their comment of not knowing herbs, a twinge of frustration settled into the nook of her spine. "Well, I can't sit in that den anymore and pray to StarClan that I only have to treat scratches the rest of my days, now can I?" Usually she wasn't this short but the tedious task of learning all the herbs was beginning to grow tiresome and frustrating, especially with her work being corrected by those much younger. Heatherfur had spoken before Daydream had gotten the chance to finish however, and heat rushed to her ears as she realized they were leading up to offering their own expertise. It wasn't the first idea she would've thought of for her training - she figured since StarClan got her into this mess, they would at least help her learn what exactly she was suppose to do - but so far her dreams had been just black darkness, ending with her awaking the next morning still with no clue as to what she was doing as RiverClan's medicine cat. "...Thanks. I'd appreciate that," she said, keeping her tone a bit cautious as though she expected them to withdraw it at any time. As Daydream had spoken earlier of needing to speak to someone, she figured she'd be no help at that - Heatherfur was just now starting to learn all the cats in RiverClan, and really only knew Fallenstar and Rowanflower by name. "I can escort you to RiverClan. Not that I don't trust that you can do it on your own, but -" she cut herself off to swoop up the still untouched water vole that neither of them had claimed. "This should get back to RiverClan if you're going to pass on it," she finished, mumbling around a mouthful of fur as she fell into step beside the ShadowClan medicine cat, her gaze trained on the camp that lay ahead.

They started to walk towards the riverclan clearing, knowing the territry by heart at this point. the damp ground, the reeds theyd see here and there, the humidity from the rivers in the air. it wouldve felt comforting if they hadnt just been cast that news. "I know youre bit new to riverclan, but i want you to do my a favor." they tried to keep their tone as uncondescending as possible, they didnt want to seem as if they were looking down on heatherfur,"keep a close eye on fallenstar. theres something about him that rubs me the wrong way." in there short interaction with him he seemed stressed but in a..different way, resorting to immediate anger rather than reason when speaking, which could be dangerous when your clan is on the line.
[i feel this is a good place to end it after you post?]