Talk:Medicine Cat's Den/@comment-5342796-20120930224347/@comment-5259793-20120930224719

Brookpaw looked at at her mentor. "Sure," she meowed, looking back down at the large pile of herbs in front of her.

She slowly and carefully pawed through the herbs, sorting the good ones from the dry ones. Then she sorted the good ones.

"Borage, marigold, chammomile," she muttered to herself as she sorted the leaves, roots, and flowers. Her ears pricked as she heard Beechfur talking outside. ''I wonder what she's talking about. ''She poked her head outside the medicine den to see.

(BTW, Imma start RPing in the Clearing now.)