(It's cool, I do that a lot too. (Don't tell. :D))

Nevermore shrugged. "No, if you need a heads up, I think you should go to Duskclaw. The deputy might know." he gave a suggestion, and then padded over. "Though, if you wouldn't mind, I could teach you for now..."

"Yes! Thank you, please train me." She said happily.

(Bearpaw is both very protective and might have a little crush on Dovepaw but doesn't realize yet.)

Bearpaw smiled. "No problem!", He answered. "I don't want you or anyone else to get hurt.". The young tom lifted his head from his paws. Even when pawing down he was about as tall as the dainty Dovepaw. "I'm proud of getting hurt for you." , Bearpaw went on.

pings

(Sabira: Cool beans!)

Dovepaw stood shocked, but somehow pleased. "Um, thanks?" she said shyly. She was used to being small, but somewhat wished she could be taller. "That is really sweet. Um, I was wondering, if you feel up to it, if you wanted to come with me to a secret spot. I think you might like it. It helps me calm down, sometimes making me completely leave all reality behind." she laughed, remembering the last time she had spent the whole night there.



Nevermore motioned for Flowerpaw(?) to follow him. "Hunting or practicing cleaning the elders den seem fun to you?" he teased, knowing what she would say. "Though, if you really wanted, we could practice sparring..." he let the question hang in the air.

Bearpaw stood, holding up his front paw, trying to keep off his bad shoulder. "Sure.", He smiled, waiting for the shecat to lead him to her spot.

Dovepaw trotted out and around the camp, waiting for Bearpaw. "So, I guess it isn't really much. Just... A corner of the river." she chatted, breaking the silence.

"It still sounds good enough to me.", The young tom said, a small smile on his face. He enjoyed Dovepaw's company, most have said she was a little brash and rude but he was fine with her personality. He actually took a liking to her wild personality.

"Yes, I love sparring!" She said kinda bouncing.