Yeah, Wolfhive wasn't quite sure what Kestrelpaw was thinking.. actually, he was pretty sure he knew
exactly what she was thinking. He twitched his whiskers, stepping out of the den to get a closer look at the noisy apprentice. He was.. worn out, exhausted. Almost two moons of being sick would do that, and he was glad he was getting better.. didn't really want to spread anything.
"I don't think anyone wants to pretend to be that crabapple, Kestrelpaw." Mountaintalon.. dude looked like he had some stick wedged up his ass with how sour he always looked.
"Been sick." Quiet, factual. Wolfhive sighed as he settled down outside the den, resting his head on his paws as he watched her.
"Happens sometimes, since I was around your age." That was around the time the poisoning started.. his stomach twisted at the memory.
"I'm only a season-cycle or so older than you, y'know?"
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