A Well Visit

Bluepaw fluffed his fur up along his pelt. The weather was cooler and cooler these days and he often found himself taking shelter in little corners of camp trying to stay warm.

His good friend Brightpaw had gotten himself injured and his poor leg was all hurt apprently.

Bluepaw looked at the small fresh kill pile with not much on it. He wished it was better so that he could take his injured friend a meal to try and cheer him up some.

With a little sigh and flick of his tail he glanced around curiously to see who else might be nearby.
He gave a shy little smile to Sandpaw and a wave of his tail greeting her.

"I think I am going to go check on Brightpaw, maybe he would like some company since he is locked up in the med cat den. Do you want to come with me?" he meowed blinking.

He did his best to speak slowly and clearly knowing that sandpaw was still kinda learning forest speak. She had gotten a lot better at it but she was probably still more used to her native tongue he guessed.


He waved his little paw for her to come follow if she wanted to. She was a lot bigger than he was in comparison since she had those feral genetics.


Walking across the camp clearing he went to the med den, his eyes squinted in the darker environment till they got used to the low light, "Brightpaw? how are you feeling?" he asked with a small tilt of his head as he settled down nearby his friend.