Shrewsteps day had been getting better and better. Becoming a warrior, and getting to go to the Starcave? This had to be some kind of awesomeness record. He was still suspicious of the promise of Bouncepaw, and had been eyeing him strangely as they made their way to the home of Starclan. Taking a step back to let Bouncepaw go first, that much he was willing to concede, he followed the other two cats in before settling down to the side. He might know some herbs, but he had no intention of talking to Starclan. They were real, but he doubted they would want him hanging around. Instead he was content to stay to the side near the entrance, to keep an eye out for anything that might sneak up on the medicine cats. @
Fletcher @
Angelique