You sure you know what your Doing?

[Finch]

Foxpaw stared intently through her one good Hazel eye, her gaze locked on one unfortunate vole that crossed her path. The vole was too busy nibbling at a flower bulb to even notice the fox-like apprentice stalking through the undergrowth. She was so close...

If only that dang thorn bush hadn't gotten in the way. Now Foxpaw padded into the camp, her face twisted in pain as blood dripped from her face. She should have been more careful and checked her surroundings but her impatience got the best of her. When the vole lifted its head up, suddenly catching her scent, she flung herself after it pursuing the vole until a certain thorn bush 'attacked' her, raking its thorns along her blind side. The unbearable pain and the blood dripping from her face told her that she must have wedged a thorn or two in her old wound, where her other eye should have been. The thorn bush also took off a few clumps of fur in exchange for thorns in her pelt. 

She padded though camp towards the medicine den, keeping her head low to avoid any explanations. As soon as she entered the den she began calling out for Robinfeather only to remember the medicine cat's fate. Robinfeather had been the one to revive her after her mentor Wolfshadow had purposely ripped out her eye and Foxpaw missed her presence in the medicine den.

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Cedarpaw was in the middle of sorting herbs when he heard someone call out Robinfeather's name. Wasn't Robinfeather the old medicine cat? he thought, confused. He turned around and saw an apprentice that he knew as Foxpaw, however he had never talked to the she-cat. He sighed and gave up on sorting his messy den and walked over to her.

"I'm in the middle of something! If it's just a thorn in your pad, I'm sure you can get it out yourself!" he growled grumpily.

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A deep growl rumbled in Foxpaws throat. Why does Starclan pick the grumpy ones. "I would get it out myself... if it wasn't in my eye." She retorted, growling with both impatience and pain. Well, technically it wasn't in her eye, but in the empty flesh pit in which her eye used to be. "You... do know how to get it out right?" She couldn't help but ask, she knew the brown tabby was being trained by Starclan themselves but he had only begun his training and what if Cedarpaw made her injury worse? It was already bad enough having one eye to slow down her apprentice training.

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Cedarpaw's tail flicked back and forth, annoyed by the she-cat's growling. but then Foxpaw said something completely unexpected. Her eye? I'm not even going to ask how she did that... he thought, surprised. I haven't been taught how to take thorns out of someone's eye! he thought, his fur rising slightly. Would I, um, get the thorn out with my teeth? He sighed, trying to calm himself down.

"Well..." he trailed off, having no idea what he was supposed to do.