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[color=848482]Blackmoon was pleased to see that the two warriors swallowed the herbs with little more than a mumble of complaint. He remembered when he was an apprentice-- the herbs were probably the worst thing that he had ever eaten. Now, it just tasted like grass. Very fragrant grass. It was easy to get used to after a while. As their group began to move towards the entrance to the camp, he glanced down at his apprentice. [color=C2DFFF][b]"We'll meet up with everyone before we get there. First we'll meet up with BirchClan's medicine cats, then MistClan's,"[/b][/color] he answered simply before he turned away and flicked his tail for them to follow. Then, without another word, he trotted across the sandy clearing and disappeared through the brush. [/color]