you are currently held prisoner in Breeze’clan after a patrol found you laying near the thunderpath. Lynx’Spot, the medicine cat was currently tending to youer wounds but grumpily snapped at you for moving too much, after he left, some-cat came in your den

A brown she-cat entered your den, holding moss in her jaw. she placed it down before looking at you with her amber gaze

“I’m sorry about my brother. he’s, usually grumpy.”

she stopped before continuing

“And if you’re wondering why i’m here well I almost led a badger into camp so, i’ll have to do apprentice work until… well, starclan knows.”