Wow. This is horrifying and terrifying and whatever fearful frightful synonyms you could throw in. Morningpaw was standing outside of Bumblestar's den. He really shouldn't be here bothering her with this. He didn't even have a solid reason to be here, he really didn't in no way shape or form like at all. His green eyes squinted as he tried to peer in and see if the queen bee was in her hive. Though he was because he needed this. Then his thoughts would stop raging so much about this or that. He needed to talk to her but it's only for his own gain in the end and that's exactly why he shouldn't even be doing this at all. But alas...he was. Morningpaw took a deep breath and held it for a few moments before releasing and stepping into the den.
"Bumblestar? You in? I need to talk to you if you aren't too busy, sorry for the interruption, I can totally come back later if you want."
It was becoming increasingly rare for apprentices to visit her in her den. Bumblestar wasn't really sure what the cause was, but if it got her some fleeting peace and quiet, she wasn't really going to complain. That being said, she wasn't too upset with baby visitors, either.
Morningpaw's voice reached her through light sleep, and with a yawn, she cracked an eye open before pushing herself up into a loaf. "Yeah. You need somethin'?"
She/her - 68 moons
Massive brown bengal molly with amber eyes
Anger still burned in Hawkcatcher's veins, far hotter than her temper usually got, but usually her clanmates didn't get murdered. Tail still lashing behind her and claws -though she had forced them to sheathe- itching to rip our the throat of whichever fox had done that, the massive warrior entered camp, at least making an effort to smooth down her bristling fur and mask her expression as not to worry anyone as she made a beeline for the leader's den.
"Bumbelstar. May I come in? I have something to report about."
Re: ThunderClan Leader's Den
