His eyes widened with grief and surprise. "Then don't let your mentor think you're ready. Always mess something up so that way that day will be a very long time away." He mewed after thinking carefully.
"I'll do my best," she promised. "I don't know if they'll believe it though, because apprently I did well last night... What if they make me do it anyway?"
"Run and do your best to wake up." He mewed, concern flashing in his green eyes
"I will." She gave him a lick, noticing he looked worried. "I'll be fine, I just thought you should know."
He sighed. "I know you will." He returned the lick. "Are you going to be okay about the Blackblood thing?" He mewed, remembering how sad she had seemed to be
"Yeah," she nodded. "As soon as we get this worked out, he'll be saved. He probably only wants to be there to be with Moonpaw, so he might come back afterwards. Who knows? Even if he doesn't come back, at least he'll be safe."
"I hope you're right." He mewed, as much as he didn't like the black tom, he still cared about his welfare and hoped that his attitude would change.
"I do too." She glanced back. "I think I'll go change my bedding before anyone sees the blood and freaks out."
Bramblestar purred. "Have fun with that."
"Don't worry, I will," she smirked, flicking his ear she stood up to leave. She said goodbye and went to the warrior's den.
