✧ // but i made it with you next to me
Icefeather heaved a sigh as she watched Owlpaw stalk away, hoping that he would at least listen to her. She knew that he hadn't gotten that wound from a branch; she had been a medicine cat long enough to know what claw inflicted wounds looked like. But she didn't want to say anything because clearly Owlpaw had been trying to cover it up. If things got worse, Icefeather would consider telling Ratstar to keep a closer eye on Owlpaw. She didn't want to isolate the apprentice, but it would clearly be a delicate balancing act to keep him from becoming defensive. Glancing at Nightpaw, Icefeather softened and flicked her tail. "Why don't you go see if the elders need anything for me?"