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Originally Posted by Wolf

A warm breeze ruffled the white dappled fur of Dapplesnow within the medicne cat den. A warm musty scent hug loosely in the air, yarrow, marigold burdock and rotting leaves were strewn across the floor of the cave. The sleeping feline had been up to the late hours of the night sorting the rotting storage, mice had got into the store and so did the melting frost. It caused a rot which quickly spread umong her storage. The scent was getting bad so she decided to drive the rotting Components away from the fresh or usable herbs. The seemingly silent den was then Interrupted by a grunt. Dapplesnow was awoken by a bad dream, a dream where she as the medicne cat was left the only chance of saving a kits life through fighting, something she never learned how to do. It sent a shiver down her spine which allowed cool air to kiss her skin. She groaned again but hesitantly sat up. Her messy undone fur was set aside and another set of values was put fourth. Perhaps I can borrow a warrior or two for the day thought Dapplesnow getting to her paws. If I have any chance of catching up to my usual herb list is should get going now. She thought grimly licking a patch of uneven fur on her chest. Stepping carefully over the herbs strewn carelessly across the floor she slipped past the dribbling water from the lip of he cave. The snow had not directly left a clear passage for the mountain water, so the water from the top of the cave wouldn't be here until later on. When the newleaf fling is in full swing. She was thankful it wasn't running yet, she would often get drenched on her way out. Dapplesnow trotted towards the lip of the cave slipping out eligantly Nd striving pridefully across the clearing, a gust of strong wind barreling into her chest and cooling her heated skin. With the wind a new warm scent was brought to her. Breathing it in and allowing it to sit in her mouth. Silentstar. Just who I wanted to see, maybe he could spare a warrior for me She couldn't see him yet but she knew where he was. Slowing down she passed the gathering warriors and deputy she gathered her courage and started up the tumble of rocks leading to the leaders den near the high ledge to which silentstar would stand. "Silentstar?" Meows Dapplesnow approaching the ginger coloured Tom. "I understand you are busy but, if you could spare a warrior to help me? I mean since I don't have an apprentice yet I have none to carry herbs with me. I need help" She meows briefly, finishing up her statement. "And maybe an apprentice or two to patch up a mouse hole in my den, they are eating my herbs. I don't want another sickness outbreak" She added. Her eyes dropped from the flaming pelt of the feline.

(Oh I forgot to tell you, but Kestrelpaw((role played by EclipsemoonXD)) is Dapplesnows apprentice)Silentstar closed his eyes as a cold wind came, his fur ruffling because of it. He slightly jumped in surprise at Dapplesnows voice since he hadn't expected her to be here. After listening to what she had to say, the ginger tabby nodded and looked through the camp for a cat that Dapplesnow could take with her. "Take Thornstep with you," He grunted, his tail tip flicking. The scent of herbs from Dapplesnows pelt reached his nostrils, and for some reason he had always liked it. "He might not be willing to do it, but tell him that he needs to." Silentstar acknowledged Thornstep and him being serious about everything. He doubted that any other cat in his lifetime was and will be like that, so he considered himself to be lucky with such a great warrior. "You should get Your apprentice Kestrelpaw, and Dreampaw to help in your den. I'm sure they'll get along and get the work done quickly."
Ivorywhisker finally got to the meadow, the sun already shining down on it and making her cream and brownish colored pelt warm. The siamese cat didn't understand how a cat couldn't like hunting. It was the best thing she had ever learned! Padding through the fields slowly and cautiously not to disturb any mice, Ivorywhisker sniffed the air and immediately caught the cent of a vole, which surprised her since she had never seen many in this type of wheather. Where is it though? She wondered and kept sniffing the air, hoping to get an idea of were it was. Finally she picked up a scent of where it was at. Getting into the hunters crouch, the she-cat creeped towards the vole, careful not to step on any random twigs or leaves. She leaped forward and punched squarely on the back of it, giving it a swift bite to the neck that would surely kill it. After a few moments of looking at her prey with a smile, Ivorywhisker picked it up and started going back to camp. The vole was pretty big, but that was good. The clan needed a lot of food.