Just as Heronpaw was about to take the thorn out, Morningpaw had done it. "I should have brought herbs with me." she growled to herself, "It'd be great if we could find some chervil or marigold.""Lavenderkit! Don't say that. Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so harsh."Morningpaw murmured, wrapping her tail around the kit gently. She sniffed the thorn, and pulled it out, quickly licking the wound.
Heronpaw nodded, "I am." she meowed, "SplashClan.""I'm sorry for following you. Is your mission important? I won't tell the others, promise." She turned to Heronpaw. "W- who are you? Are you from another clan?" She sniffed at him curiously.
"Just a second, I need to help this kit." Heronpaw called.Coldshard stumbled through the foreboding caves, realising that here he could get lost easily. And as much as he didn't want to admit it, he needed help. "Heronpaw?" He asked, his voice echoing through the caves. He wandered back to the surface. He didn't want to admit he was afraid to go alone. "Time is wasting..."