Thinking [open]

[..::Frostpaw::..]

Frostpaw sat by the Apprentices' den, a thoughtful expression on her elegant, solid white face. She didn't understand it. The whole clan thought she'd died because she didn't show up at camp one night, and she was deprived from her Medicine Cat Position. It didn't matter though, because Frostpaw would be the best warrior she could be, and forget all about her Medicine Cat past. She walked quickly over to the fresh-kill pile, grabbed a mouse, and went back to her spot by the Apprentices' den. She thought intently as she ate.

[Brambleclaw]

Kinkfur smiled as she looked at the ex-Medicine Cat Apprentice. The newly kitted Queen knew that Bluefeather had been quick to find a new apprentice, a very excited Silverpaw. But where had Frostpaw been? She had been gone several sunrises, and it made the queen wonder what had happened.
"Hi, Frostpaw." She said with a smile. She glanced at the den, knowing her kit would be safe with Mistrose for a minute. Kinkfur could get out a little.