Post by ♥Goldenheart♥ on May 14, 2008 21:34:32 GMT -5
Tigernose padded confidently through the forest, at the head of a patrol. She looked back at the cats she led: Creamflower, her former apprentice and now a good warrior for the Clan, Snowpelt, a deaf yet dutiful warrior whose blue eyes seemed to see everything despite the fact that his soft white ears heard almost nothing, and Sunpaw, who had started her training with Creamflower and Snowpelt but, due to a small problem involving her mentor being violently slaughtered by a Clanmate, still had yet to finish training or gain a warrior name. The patrol had been going well so far, with neither scent nor sight of invasion or sickness anywhere to be found. They had even caught a pretty good haul of prey. So, when Creamflower padded up to Tigernose wearing what was unmistakably a cat's wince, Tigernose was surprised. "Is something wrong?" she meowed.
"It's my head," Creamflower groaned. "I've started getting awful headaches at the strangest times, like during a patrol. I thought I'd go talk with you for a while, see if that makes it go away."
"Your head? Perhaps you should go see Hollyleaf when we get back to camp. She might know what's going on."
"I probably should," meowed Creamflower. "The headache's going, now. It might seem strange, but I always seem to get these headaches when Snowpelt's around."
"Snowpelt?" meowed Tigernose, surprised. "I thought you two were good friends from kithood. Didn't you train together, and everything?"
"Yes," Creamflower admitted, "but something's changed. I don't know what, but it's changed." She fell silent, saying in the sign language that all of RiverClan had learned because of Snowpelt's deafness, Prey. Over near that tree. I'm going after it. The young pink warrior stalked over to it, pounced, and... Gotcha! The ex-mouse dangled limply from her jaws. "Anyone want some?" she asked the patrol at large. "I don't know that I can eat this all myself."
"It's my head," Creamflower groaned. "I've started getting awful headaches at the strangest times, like during a patrol. I thought I'd go talk with you for a while, see if that makes it go away."
"Your head? Perhaps you should go see Hollyleaf when we get back to camp. She might know what's going on."
"I probably should," meowed Creamflower. "The headache's going, now. It might seem strange, but I always seem to get these headaches when Snowpelt's around."
"Snowpelt?" meowed Tigernose, surprised. "I thought you two were good friends from kithood. Didn't you train together, and everything?"
"Yes," Creamflower admitted, "but something's changed. I don't know what, but it's changed." She fell silent, saying in the sign language that all of RiverClan had learned because of Snowpelt's deafness, Prey. Over near that tree. I'm going after it. The young pink warrior stalked over to it, pounced, and... Gotcha! The ex-mouse dangled limply from her jaws. "Anyone want some?" she asked the patrol at large. "I don't know that I can eat this all myself."