Hello? (Closed for Honeypaw)

Deerfrost sat near the front of a twoleg den, hidden in a bush, the remains of a squrriel in front of him. His yellow eyes were fixed on the forest. It was already getting dark out so he could probably see the cat he was looking for. The sounds of twolegs filled his ears. Nearby he could hear a kittypet purring in their garden, probably on the lap of a twoleg. Oh Honeypaw when will you arrive? Deerfrost wondered. His sister has got to arrive soon. She's gotta!

Honeypaw carefully brushed through the overgrowth, gently yet firmly clutching a bundle of herbs wrapped in a beech leaf in her teeth. She felt incredibly nervous traveling outside of SkyClan territory. She had never been this close to Twolegplace before. But she had promised her brother she would meet him here with something to give him, and she was going to keep that promise. She didn't want him to worry about her. She finally broke through the last of the underbrush, and she placed down the herbs so she could use her nose to scent for anything other than plants. She picked up the scent of her brother, pinpointing the bush he was hiding under, and she picked up the herb bundle again before trotting over.

Placing it down again in the soft, well-kept grass of Twolegplace, she nestled down on her paws to keep herself hidden from unwanted eyes and mewed softly, "Deerfrost, I'm here. I-I'm sorry to keep you waiting, b-but I wanted to make sure no one saw me leave. I-I brought, um, daisy, chamomile-- u-um, traveling herbs. I think you remember, they're used to keep up your strength and keep hunger at bay. I, uh, I could only spare these with the short amount of time I had, but, um, if you want, I can visit every moon and give you a check-up to make sure you're doing okay out here on your own." She didn't really know how Spottedstar or Sagelight would feel about her using their precious herb supplies on a now-exiled cat, but Deerfrost was her kin. She couldn't just abandon him.

"Hello." Was all Deerfrost said, letting Honeypaw speak. "Thank you for the herbs." He thanked before lapping up the herbs, the taste terrible as always.