[Rose]

| Post Count: 25/100 | ft. Larkfire |

Starlingpaw could appreciate cats who did their job. And they realized, now, that unfairly calling Larkfire by names without any real reason was something unforgivable. Here was one of ShadowClan's hard workers, not even bothering to turn around and correct all those who labeled her wrong, and Starlingpaw had shamefully been among those. Never again, they swore. Never again would they judge others from afar without bothering to really look.

Cats like Nightlight, cats like their father, deserved scorn. Not cats like Larkfire. Not those like Shadowfur and Mirehound. These cats genuinely worked for their position, and all ShadowClan managed to do was point out mistakes. Dull blue hues narrowing, Starlingpaw followed after Larkfire on gangly limbs as the youngest Enforcer led them first to Icy Heartlands, and then to Moonlit Grove.

She explained them both, first speaking on the former; "Named after Icestar. You'll probably get sent here on a herb patrol to find cobwebs."

And then on the latter; "ShadowClan buries it's dead here. Just.. perhaps don't try hunting, it's restricted. Oh, and there are a lot of herbs here too, so Elmshadow or Ivysnake might tell you to accompany someone here."