Winterpaw was going to be gathering honey and "sunfuzzies" this patrol, as Windclan's medicine cat- Lightningstorm- had called them. Gathering supplies to keep the clan healthy was definitely an important task, though Winterpaw was...admittedly unfamiliar with the process for getting honey. He knew honey was made by bees, and bees stung. Would they have to fight the bees? That sounded a bit intimidating, but Winterpaw was up for whatever the patrol might entail.
"I'm ready as well," he mewed calmly to Hollowfoot, nodding his head.
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