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Rosepaw was practically bouncing with excitement when her mentor gave the 'okay' to being able to leave camp to go hunt for herbs. However, as happy and excited though she may be, she realized she needed to calm down if she was going to finish her task of sorting the herbs into their correct places. She was [i]not[/i] going to make a mistake and possibly mess things up by letting her head be clouded. And so she took a few deep breaths, reeling her excitement in. She continued this exercise until she felt calm settle over her and stood from where she had been sitting, intent on heading back to the storage and finishing up. That was until Aspenthroat was brought into the den with nasty wound on his forepaw. Rosepaw felt her eyes widen as her mentor bustled about the den collecting what he would need. His voice calling her name snapped her out of the trance she had found herself in and she whipped her head around to look at him.

[color=#E6006B]"Huh? R-Right..."[/color]

With that she hurried into the storage area and plopped down in front of the piles of herbs. She could still see Aspenthroats wound and a shudder ran down her spine before she sharply shook her head. [color=#E6006B]"I am a Shaman's apprentice. It's not all about just sorting herbs, I'll have to dress wounds and such. I can't let this get to me, I [i]wont[/i] let this get to me."[/color] She whispered to herself quietly in a determined voice. She took a deep breath to settle herself and began sorting again, being quick and efficient as she neatly sorted them into their places. Soon it was finished and she stood, heading out to the main area of the den. [color=#E6006B]"Wolfmask, I've finished."[/color] She said in a quiet voice, just in case her mentor was concentrating. The last thing she wanted was for him to be distracted by her and possibly mess up on treating Aspenthroat's wound. 
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