Crafty Title [p; Larkkit]

Larkkit had been looking around for his buddy Compasskit, curious as to where she was at this time of the day. They were usually together, exploring and disobeying rules by sneaking out without an escort. It was a great time indeed; they were so similar in different ways and therefor made a great dynamic duo. The tuxedo eventually decided that he couldn't find her and figured that she was just somewhere and he hadn't realized. The newly promoted medicine cat apprentice flickered his tail timidly as he exited the nursery, heaving out a long, relieved sigh as the wind rushed past his face and made him feel alive yet again. Oh, how he loved winter.

Larkkit had lifted up his sprained paw a little higher as he began to step heavily through the snow, not wanting it to damage more than it already had. The sprained limb was proving to be quite annoying (and painful) at this point, especially when the winter breeze chilled him right to the very bones in his body. Larkkit flickered his eyes opened as he spotted an apprentice chasing down a strangely winged critter. This caused the curiousity to rack his brain, so the tuxedo wobbled over to notice that Redpaw (the apprentice) had now reached the nursery. Larkkit tilted his head as the butterfly fluttered past beautifully, curious as to what this creature was. He had never seen a butterfly before.