@starfall

Oriolepaw sat outside the medicine cats den, her paws folded beneath her. Her eyes were half closed and her head dipped, a position the molly had never been in before. She was grief-stricken and worried. Surgestorm's death had left the usually upbeat and happy molly in a state that could only be described as depressed. She was so young, only eight moons old and only knew a few of the herbs. She had never had a father, Surgestorm was the closest she had ever had. Losing him felt like loosing family, even though she had only known him for four moons. She was going to learn from Daydream and Shinefang, but she knew that neither of them could ever replace the cat she had lost. Oriolepaw raised her head a bit to somberly groom her shoulder. She gazed at the camp and even watching the happy couples and families still didn't make her feel happier. If anything it made her feel more anxious.