Mistfeather smiled at the kit's offer. Being one of the only - actually the only- elders in RiverClan was tough. Although the apprentice's chores were easily finished, exploring and bright kits often visited the old she-cat, asking for stories about the clan before their time. The company was always nice, but for the ex-deputy who needed rest, it was a bit of a nuisance. But as always, she kept a smile on her face for the little ones and decided to entertain Smokekit and Wolfkit.
"Trying to bribe an old girl, are we?" she chuckled, reaching out for the mouse. Although a small pain shot through her disfigured spine, she managed to grab the critter in her paw and bring it close to her.
"Are you sure this isn't poisoned? After all, you're going to have to take care of me when you become an apprentice. How can I be sure you're not trying to get rid of me before you have to remove all of my ticks?" the silver she-cat purred, teasing Smokekit. "How about I tell you how almost everyone in the clan got terribly sick, and you tell me if it's safe to eat this in return. Does that sound fair?"
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