[Dust]

Condorpaw's head reeled at Lionwhisker's request, his nose scrunching up as he seemed utterly confused. His mouth hung open as he was going to ask something but then gave a defiant shake of his pelt. No! Questions were for babies! The apprentice marched his way defiant around the woods, eyes narrowed as he did his so - though not going too far from Lionwhisker (or at least his scent). Condorpaw didn't want to get lost... he still barely knew the territory... Ok. Marigold. Marigold. Big puffy yellow flower... or was it orange? No. Puffy and yellow. Definitely.

After what seemed like ages of walking in circles, Condorpaw happened upon what he could only assume was a marigold. A cocky grin plastered itself across his maw as he triumphantly strolled up to it. Well - this was puffy (kind of) and yellow! Condorpaw's tail lashed behind him as uncertainty began to creep up his pelt.

"Eerr...." He grumbled to himself, leaning down to nip at the stem. The sudden bitter taste of the stem juices made the apprentice shudder, his fur rising along his spine. It wasn't necessarily a bad taste... just surprising. Chugging through the strange taste, Condorpaw nipped a few other stems until he had a decent bundle of Dandelions (unknown to him) clamped between his jaws. What else did they need? Shoot. What was it? Sticks? Making his way towards where he had last seen Lionwhisker, Condorpaw began to kick loose twigs and sticks towards the area as well. Once he arrived back to the spot, he would look around for his mentor,

"Lionshwishker, ish thish enuf?"

@NIGHTOWL