[Undertaker]

@CasperCreates @The Cannibal @Skeleton Bliss Girl

Rosethorn let out a low scoff hearing that she was called for patrols. She had been cleaning her lovely son's luxurious pelt when interrupted by the call. "I'm sorry, darling. I have patrols to take care of so you'll have to finish cleaning the rest of your coat." Her voice was honeysuckle sweet as she spoke to the big-boned tom resting in front of her. Her son parted one amber eye with an upset hiss. Of course, that stupid deputy just had to interrupt his bath. As Rosethorn rose to walk over to the cats on her patrol, Tigerpaw got up stretched and then followed after his mother.

"I'm coming too." He announced like it was already set in stone. He was getting bored sitting around in camp all day and since Crowtail started taking Softpaw out for training it was getting harder to find time to pick on her. It was like the deputy was set on to ruin his amazingness. "Besides, Owlfeather hasn't been training me." This he said to his mother who gave the old she-cat a disapproving glare. Why hasn't that bag of bones retired yet? She thought to herself. Rosethorn never has and never will approve of Owlfeather as Tigerpaw's mentor, he could have had someone so much better. Rosethorn heard about the old medicine cat dying and whatnot, but she had no clue who she was, beside her being a medicine cat, and so didn't care much.