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Russetpaw
After the molly had finished clawing away at the now flowerless patch where the too joyful yellow used to be, she stood up and moved to another bunch. The sight of the happy yellow color made Russetpaw flinch. She let herself inhale and continued to slice at the plants, depositing them into her big leaf. The apprentice worked in silence, not wanting to talk unless the warrior started up a conversation first. The fox-like cat wasn't in the mood to quickly give in and trust her older companion and strike up some small talk. It was rare for her to be the one to talk first. She just had to get through this, but something had been bugging her since she first joined the clan. Now was probably the best time to ask. A few moments passed as black paws kept slicing the herbs. The she-cat's mouth opened, quiet for an instant. "What is StarClan? Sorry for asking, but a former rouge like me wouldn't know" she questioned, adding an apology. Done. If the tom answered, then that was one less thought irritating her.