Ebonypelt purred. "Your welcome." She mewed. She noticed that Fawnstep didn't seem like herself today. "Fawnstep is something bothering you? You seem down today."

"Wrong?" She blinks in surprise, then shakes her head. "No, nothing serious. I was just sad about losing all of the herbs that grow in cold weather..." Her tail droops and brushes the floor.

Ebonypelt licked her friends ears. "Cheer up!" She purrs. "Atleast the new leaf herbs are back!" She licked her paw and cleaned her white ear. "But that can't be all that's wrong, you seem a lot sadder then you do once the herbs go. Are you sure there's not something else?"

"I'm sure, but thank you!" She licked her friend's cheek, happy to have someone who cared for her so much. "I have to go gather herbs now, but we can talk later!" On that note, she exchanged a look with Needlestar and bounded out of camp.

(Needlestar) "the new season of spring will grant us prey and herbs" Needlestar says and sits down and gives her shoulder a clean. "the weather is a bright as ever and prey will be looking for food" she says and looks at Birdsong and Oakfang. 'i wonder how they will be involved in the prophecy' she thinks

(Oakfang) "well..." Oakfang starts but stops. "a thorn was in my nest, don't worry it's gone" he puts on a humerus smile and licks his paw and washes his face. he looks at Birdsong and his tail twitches

Ebonypelt looks back at him. "I'm sorry to hear that." She mewed as she trotted back to him. "You look worried as well, what has happen to make everyone upset?"

Fawnstep sighs and begins searching for her herbs nearby. She spots a marigold and immediately chews through it's stem, bringing it back to her den. No one can know about the prophecy until we're sure about it!

(Oakfang) Oakfang looked at Ebonypelt and said "well i was just worrying if a thorn bush was near the warrior den. but i guess it got stuck in my fur then got in my nest, no worries" he playfully pokes her shoulder wit his paw and smiles. "or it might be Birdsong be paranoid about everything and now everyone thinks something will happen" he chuckles

(Birdsong) Birdsong rolls his eyes as he listens then leaves the camp to hunt. he see's Fawnstep but moves on through the ferns and bushes. he perks his ears up and listens for prey, he hears the whistle of a bird and looks up and see's a songbird on a low branch. he crouches down and slowly approaches, then the bird, not knowing his presence began to sing a song. he lunges and catches it and lands with it limb and still. he walks back and walks to Fawnstep. "look what i got, a bird isn't easy to catch. But it was sorta sad since it was singing a pretty song". he says then looks at his catch, it was the same colors as him, grey and black

(forgot to ping whoops)

Her eyes widen in surprise at the sight of he songbird, and she delicately drops the marigold she has in her mouth by her feet. "Great catch, Birdsong!" She purrs as she praises him, touching the tip of his shoulder with her tail. "It's as if you were meant to catch it..." Fawnstep catches herself as she says this, then begins again. It couldn't start this soon...could it? "Is that what I heard singing?"