"Fair enough" Puddleheart mewed at the small cat next to her, laying down next to her apprentice and watching as the camp moved, but its movements were different than she was used to, more the movements she had become accustomed to, slow, filled with sadness, but there remained the hint of the famous Hollyclan hope, she watched from outside her 'den', as Sparrowstar approached, looking nervous. "Bet your next mouse he's got a question for me?" Puddleheart jokingly said in the direction of her apprentice.