Mallowswarm
Mallowswarm had been grooming herself, but she raised her head as Mudhound's call echoed through camp. They were taking ThunderClan to the new piece of territory, the cave that they and Wolfhive had found back when the latter was alive. Thunderbird Cavern. Bumblebreak had told the clan about it, in the meeting before the first otter patrol had gone out (stars, that felt like so long ago- what had it been, two moons? Less?), but the expedition that had been promised had been delayed by everything that had happened since then. It seemed like Mudhound was fixing that.
She hadn't expected the Hornet to seem so excited about the trip. She had expected it to be more solemn, considering the landmark's connection to Wolfhive, but then, from what she knew of Mudhound they tended to be a cheerful cat. She had witnessed a different side of them when her mentor passed, but it seemed they had moved on, or at least they weren't wallowing in the grief. Although what did she know? Some cats were incredibly good at masking their emotions, a skill Mallowswarm had never managed to learn.
She gave her fur a few last licks to smooth it down and stood up to join the slowly gathering crowd. As she waited, her gaze caught on an apprentice, eyes locked on Alpinemoon as her chest heaved. Mallowswarm was no expert at reading emotions, but she could see the distress on the younger cat's face. For a few moments she hesitated- she didn't know how to help cats, to comfort them, she was useless when it came to this- but then the thought of her mentor came to mind. One of the many things she had admired about Wolfhive was his ability to comfort others, the way he always noticed if an apprentice was struggling and helped them. She wanted to follow in his pawsteps, didn't she? Mallowswarm swallowed, steeling herself, before walking over to the apprentice. "Uh, hi," she started, shifting uncomfortably from paw to paw. What was she supposed to say? "Uh, I couldn't help noticing- um, are you okay?"
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