Adderfur POV
Adderfur was out of sorts. Buzzardpaw had arrived back at camp from a hunt a little while ago. He came back with no prey, but rather a yarrow stalk. In order to clear his head Adderfur left camp with one of the only cats he knew he loved. Rabbitfang. They had left the camp a little while ago, and were now sitting at the top of a sand dune, staring out at the jungle.
"Rabbitfang, I-" he began, but stopped. She was looking at him, rapt with curiosity.
"Never mind," he muttered. She nudged his flank with her muzzle until he finally said, "It's Buzzardpaw."
She cocked an eyebrow and asked, "What about him?"
"Nothing. Well, I- I just. . ." He trailed off.
She nudged him again and said, "Go ahead."
He continued. "Earlier today, I sent him with Featherpaw to collect herbs. Now I regret it."
Rabbitfang was now fully engaged. After noticing her puzzled expression, he said, "He has a charm about him. He's a bad influence. And as witty and sarcastic as he may be, I worry."
Rabbitfang thought hard for a moment then replied. "Apprentices will be apprentices," she said thoughtfully. "There is no stopping that. Speaking of young kits," she said, looking at a young cat Adderfur recognized as Otterkit. "It's about time they become apprenticed."
Adderfur agreed. He said, "I'll bring it up with Shinestar. I'll put in a good word for you. I know you would like an apprentice." At that, he licked Rabbitfang between the ears and bounded away to find Shinestar.
OoC:
@Crims0n
Just getting your attention,