Emberfeather pushes past Bluetail and sat down next to Cloverpaw. “Stop! She is young and her mother is sick. She would do that to give flowers to her. We have to be fair, and you of all cats should understand that apprentices can fall trap to things and believe what they should not.” She knowingly glared at him, thinking off Blackblood.
Cloverpaw flinched. "Because they smell pretty!" She squeaked.
Cloverpaw nodded vigorously.
Bramblestar snorted then reluctantly mewed "You may go now. I'll have Bluetail escort you back to your camp."
Oakpaw purred louder. "But what about your medicine cat training? Are you sure you want to switch over to being a warrior?"
“I always felt more comfortable in the warriors den. And I-I love you to much...” she purred and pressed to him.
Emberfeather dipped her head and mewed, “Thank you.”
Oakpaw pressed back and mewed "If that's what you really want, then let's do it."
“Are you okay with this? I don’t want to force you into something.”
Bramblestar grunted and dismissed them. Bluetail nodded to Emberfeather then led Cloverpaw out of the camp
