➢Sparrowclan➢Open!➢

Skystar looked back to Goldenstorm, a bit surprised by the tom's reaction. Taken off guard, but reassured. He felt some of his anxiety ebb away and gave Goldenstorm an appreciative nod. "Thank you. You can start right away. I'll announce it to the clan in a sunrise or two." With another nod, Skystar settled back down and returned to his mouse.

Bran turned his head to watch her. "Why don't you show me some time then?" He suggested before she went on. Bran was dully aware of the feud between Lakepaw and her father, so he figured he could either get instructions on how to remove it himself, or brighten her mood up enough that she wouldn't be down right unhappy with helping Goldenstorm. "Are you sure?" He titled his head to the side, running a paw over his muzzle. "It could be a really small one..." He paused as if in thought. "Say, why don't all warriors know how to handle thorns? Wouldn't it just be easier if we could all puck them out and care for them since they're common?" He asked, settling comfortably and scratching his ear with his back leg.

Bran seemed to think on her words, his back leg slowing down in it's scratching on his ear. Slowly, he eased his leg down and sat up straight. "What about traveling herbs?" he asked, tilting his head. "Could those be dangerous?" His eyes glanced up at the ceiling for a second in thought before he looked back to her. "Why don't we just eat a few a day during leaf-bare so we don't eat as much and won't feel hunger pains?" He let the question hang for nearly a moment before shaking his head and getting to his feet. "Never mind. I'm asking too much." He tried to excuse his own questions with a purr. "Thorns don't need to be treated, huh?" He asked, leaving out the 'don't always' part of it.

(added!)

Fallenstone watched Lakepaw silently. He was glad she took to the medicine cat life easily. His gaze shifted over to Goldenstorm. "Do you need anything?" He asked as the tom watched Lakepaw. "Or are you going to stare down my apprentice all day?"

Goldenstorm leaped to his feet in surprise, his fur fluffed up in shock. "S-sorry Fallenstone." As he turned to face the other tom the large thorn in his nose was very apparent. His nose was significantly swollen, and an angry red. Goldenstorm shuffled his paws in embarrassment, he was ashamed to tell the medicine cat he was afraid to speak to his own kit.

"Thank you Bran." She purred at the compliment. Lakepaw's eyes hardened at the mention of Goldenstorm, her tail flicked in annoyance. Closing her eyes she breathed deeply to compose herself, knowing she'd have to help the idiot. Returning back to her cheery self she mewed, "Is that so? We should go help him." She grabbed a leaf that had some poppy seeds in it, and Alder Bark. "Could you help me grab some cobweb and Comfrey Root?" She mumbled around the herbs in her mouth while using her tail to point out what she asked for.

The old tom sighed. "I'll help you, follow me into the den." He paused for a heartbeat and leaned in to whisper into Goldenstorm's ear. "Stop bothering Lakepaw. She doesn't want you to be in her life." He hissed quietly. "You aren't her father as long as both of you stay in this clan. I don't want her to be stressed out or distracted from her duties as a medicine cat because of you." He stepped away and signaled him to follow with his tail.

(Would it be okay if Fallenstone was somewhat a father figure to Lakepaw?)

Bran set the roots and cobwebs down gentle beside where Lakepaw laid her's out and sat back out of the way of the two medicine cat's and the wounded warrior. He kept glancing up and trying to make eye contact with Goldenstorm so he could shoot the warrior an apologetic look. Bran really wished he could have gotten things to go smoother.

"let's see." Fallenstone purred. "Comfrey root, cobwebs, poppyseeds and Adler bark.." Fallenstone mewed. "I don't think Goldenstorm will really need the poppyseeds. He doesn't seem to be in that much pain. And Alder bark is for when cats have a tooth ache. I'd use marigold for the infection instead of Comfrey root. Although we might need the cobwebs if his nose starts to bleed when we pull the thorn out." He turned to Bran. "Do you know what marigold looks like?"

"nonsense. There's some in the den." Fallenstone mewed. "And since Lakepaw seems to have taken you on as her apprentice," The old tom chuckled. "I'll show you where they are so you know for next time." The grey tom padded into the den, waiting for Bran to follow.

When inside, Fallenstone dug around for the marigold and took a few of the leafs. "This is marigold. It helps fight and prevent infection." He explained. "You chew it up and spread it where ever it's needed." Fallenstone's eyes suddenly had a serious look in them. "Bran, I wanted to ask you something. Are you happy as a warrior?"

Mountainpaw - She-cat - apprentice- Mountainpaw is a sleek grey, black, and white dappled she-cat. She has brownish gold eyes. She's bigger than most she-cats and can be insecure about it. She's a skilled fighter but has trouble hunting. - Mountainpaw is clanborn and lost her parents to old age

"I worry about Lakepaw and what she'll do when I'm gone." He spoke softly. "one day, I won't be here for her. I have a feeling shes not going to pick an apprentice any time soon after im in Starclan." He admitted. "I was wondering when that time does come, if you'd help her." His blue eyes seemed to be staring through the tom. "She's lost so much already. I don't want her to feel alone when that time comes."

(May I make a small prophecy?)

(What would the prophecy include? o:
Maybe! Goldenstorm is currently mentor to spiderpaw but the person who owns her has been inactive for ten days. if you don't mind waiting the extra four to see if they come back or not I'll switch them out!)

Bran tipped his head to the side. "I..." He wasn't expecting this. "I'm not sure what I could do for her, but I can do my best." He promised, leaning in a bit more and trying to keep his voice low. He wasn't sure how he felt about Goldenstorm and Lakepaw hearing the conversation he was having with Fallenstone and decided it was best to try to make sure they couldn't hear it. "This is... abrupt." He stated. "I imagine Lakepaw would have a whole lot more than just me looking out for her. She'll have you for a long time and after that the rest of the clan."

(alright!)

Bran blinked in confusion. Lakepaw seemed to be closer to him than the rest of the clan? He glanced at his paws. It was a lot that Fallenstone was asking of him in this moment, but he felt the urgency in the medicine cat's request and gave him a promising nod. He was relieved with the change in subject and gave a nod, following the Fallenstone out of the den with the marigold.