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Originally Posted by Delta
Tallmarsh felt a swell of pride at her apprentice's questions. Irispaw was thinking like a medicine cat and asking all of the right things. Maybe she wouldn't be as hard to train as Tallmarsh had feared. "We use honey for that. It's sweet, so it masks the flavor of gross-tasting herbs," she explained. As she turned and began to lead the way, she said, "We're going to Two-Leg Place first to find catmint." She by no means wanted to go back there--she dreaded going there every time she went catmint-hunting--but she needed the herb, and she knew that Irispaw needed the experience. She gave her apprentice a stern glance, daring her to argue.
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Irispaw nodded, realizing that honey would help. She'd tasted it once, and she purred with nostalgia as she remembered its sweet, thick taste. It made sense that it would disguise the herbs. She smiled as she heard that they were going somewhere, but stopped dead when she heard the word. Twoleg place?! She thought worriedly.
"Wait, they Twolegplace?! But-" She began to protest, but she caught a glance of Tallmarsh's expression and thought better of it.
"Ah, I mean- yes ma'am!" She mewed, walking in the direction directly ahead of her. She stopped.
"It isnt this way, is it?"