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Post by Mintleaf on Jan 14, 2014 17:54:52 GMT -5
Mintleaf crouched outside her den, eying the warriors' den with demonic eyes. She needed some cat, specifically a warrior, to accompany her as she went gathering for herbs. While it certainly wasn't the most dangerous duty for a Clan cat, there were undoubtedly many poisonous bugs and other predators that RainClanners had to consider when leaving camp, and Mintleaf couldn't be watching out for things of that nature while also retrieving life-saving herbs for her Clan.
As the medicine cat waited patiently for a victim, her tail flicked. The sooner she got an apprentice, the better, although she'd still need a warrior with her for some time because she'd need to teach her apprentice the different herbs before being able to drag him or her along for protection.
Things would be easier if only Mintleaf had been born in SandClan or FernClan. SandClanners always seemed to say that their territory was the most dangerous, but just how dangerous could it be to live in a desert? They could see and hear anything coming at them, for StarClan's sake!
The gray tabby let out a sigh after a while, her mind drifting away from her thoughts and back to reality, where she was watching the warriors' den and waiting for a companion.
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