~The Threat of The Shadows~ A Warrior Cat RP

Pigeonflight laughed "You two are so serious and quiet! Don't let me interrupt your spooky silence I guess." She told them playfully, slipping back besides them so she could flick one of Batfang's big ears with her tail.
Breezepaw shrugged, slipping into camp when they reached it. She frowned when she didn't see Beetlepaw, but shrugged it off, trotting over to the prey-pile and dropping her bird.
 
Winterfire sat in her den, thoughts whirling, mind wandering as she sorted through the herbs she and Beetlepaw had collected the previous day. Beetlepaw had yet to display a true enthusiasm for the art of healing, boring as gathering herbs may be, it is part of the path of a medicine cat....

Beetlepaw slipped into the medicine cat den, hoping Winterfire wouldn't pay too much attention to her as she flopped down into her nest, she looked as bored as ever as her eyes blankly counted the herb stack in front of her.
 
Breezepaw shrugged, slipping into camp when they reached it. She frowned when she didn't see Beetlepaw, but shrugged it off, trotting over to the prey-pile and dropping her bird.

Pigeonflight and Batfang followed beside her to put their mice down into the pile as well. Pigeonflight flicked her tail against her apprentice's side to get her attention "Maybe you should go see if Beetlepaw is in the medicine cat den, she doesn't like being in the camp clearing and we haven't seen her in awhile, maybe you should check up on her?" She suggested, she knew how important kin was, especially when it came to littermates. If she was Breezepaw, she knew she would be sure to check up with Beetlepaw whenever she could.
 
Pigeonflight and Batfang followed beside her to put their mice down into the pile as well. Pigeonflight flicked her tail against her apprentice's side to get her attention "Maybe you should go see if Beetlepaw is in the medicine cat den, she doesn't like being in the camp clearing and we haven't seen her in awhile, maybe you should check up on her?" She suggested, she knew how important kin was, especially when it came to littermates. If she was Breezepaw, she knew she would be sure to check up with Beetlepaw whenever she could.
Breezepaw looked up at her, and nodded. She flicked her tail in farewell to the two warriors, and padded across the clearing. She slipped into the medicine cats den, glancing around the dimly lit den. She spotted her sisters light gray pelt, and a loud purr rumbled in her throat, and she meowed softly in greeting.
 

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