[wickedvirtues]

Whitepaw sat outside the medics den, silent. The medic trainee stood, wondering what to do. I could trick somebody into some fresh-kill.. BORING! She thought. She walked to the fresh-kill pile. A fake omen? She could tell the medic beforehand.. ugh. Done it before. It'd made her paws reek of wet moss for moons! She could sneak out and gather herbs with her power. Ugh, it was a last result, but she snuck into a shadowy corner and went invisible.
((Italic text is thoughts and italic and underline is when she's invisible))
The trainee snuck into the territory, maybe she could disrupt some future warriors lessons! She never understood why cats wanted to get their pelts dirty over pointless conflict. Well, she sort of did, but it was still idiotic to her. She'd rather stop their mindless complaining with some herbs.