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[center]Duskwing couldn't help her whiskers twitching with amusement at the complete lack of awareness that Frogkit had for what she did, and why Blackpelt was so upset about it. She knew that the kit was smart enough not to eat anything that was in the medicine den, every cat even at a young age knew better. She could tell Blackpelt was getting more and more frustrated with Frogkit and forced herself not to sigh. This was why she didn't tend to the younger cats in camp as much, or deal with conflict between clanmates. That was something left to the deputy most of the time not her, but Stonefall was busy with Fernstar and this needed to be resolved before something came of it.

[color=f7941d][b]"Frogkit,"[/b][/color] she waited a moment to ensure that the little she-cat was at least listening to her, [color=f7941d][b]"I know you're aware not to eat anything that is in the medicine den, but while Blackpelt isn't here it's rude to go in and mess with his things. What if someone got hurt or sick and he didn't know where something was in the den because it had been moved around while he was gone?"[/b][/color] She gently tapped Frogkit on the flank with her tail, [color=f7941d][b]"Even if you didn't mean any harm by it you still need to apologize to him."[/b][/color] 

Hopefully some of that would get through to her. She didn't really want to have to take something as simple as a kit messing around in the medicine den to Stonefall or Fernstar to deal with. It shouldn't be necessary to do something like that. In the moment though she became more and more grateful for how easy Moosepaw was to train and deal with. The fluffy tom always had a great deal of respect for everyone in the clan even when he first arrived. With luck the situation would be resolved and she could go to sleep and be ready for Moosepaw's warrior assessment the next morning.[/center]

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[center]Stormheart followed after the older tom as he lead the way through the trees, keeping an ear out for any chirps or small paws; nodding in agreement with what Sunfur said. Normally he would've been able to make a decision like that on his own, but he had to focus on putting one paw in front of the other more than he'd like. Spidernose also made a good point, he didn't fancy digging through snow and hard earth for the possibility that there might be a mouse or vole underneath. 

At Sunfur's suggestion Stormheart's eyes went wide as he glanced up into the branches. They were thin and partially covered in snow, possibly ice, but he didn't have any way of defending why they shouldn't other than the obvious tremble he could hear in Spidernose's voice. He didn't blame her for the fear. He was not a climber and the prospect of potentially falling from that height was terrifying. [color=0072bc][b]"Be careful,"[/b][/color] he knew it went without saying, and he kept his voice low, but it felt better just to voice it. The last thing they needed was someone with a broken leg that would prevent them from hunting at all. With the strangers in camp, as long as they weren't allowed free reign, they would be feeding three additional mouths, so they needed all hands on deck.

He glanced towards Sunfur as Spidernose slowly clawed her way up the tree for some sort of indication of what the rest of the plan was. He didn't like the idea of perching up in the canopy, but the birds could easily get away from them if they were still on the ground. He sighed slightly, looking up at the branches of the nearby trees or even a spot on the ground that might work better. They needed this prey and he wasn't about to let it get away.[/center]