Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26786334-20171128194606/@comment-32093661-20171129020215

I'm just going to start. I Shouldnt be watchung Simon videos from Adventure Time, it majes me sad.)

Darkpool woke up early, at least an hour before the dawn patrol. She walked carefully, taking care to not disturb the other cats in the warrior's den. She had an apprentice, Branchtail, but she thought it was too early to wake him.

Darkpool knew she wasn't supposed to be in the medicine den unless something happened, but she wanted to check on her sister. Purespirit was deaf, but she could see more than most of the cats in the clan. She saw when people talked about her, about how they shouldn't have a medicine cats who couldn't hear, but she held her head high. She could accuse without words, and inspire the most roughhearted cats, including her sister.

Purespirit was curled up in a corner, with a pungent leaf fluttering on her nose. Darkpool looked farther back, to silverecho, the old medicine cats who had trained Purespirit. They worked together in silence, for no words were needed in their conversation. Purespirit's connection with starclan was much the same. Feeling, and touch were most important, not the deception of words. This was why Purespirit had been named Purity by their mother, for purespirit could not lie.