Part 110

                                    

                                          
Sleetstorm
Sleetstorm sighed. She really was like Appleleaf and Snowair when they used to badger him every day. "Just," he said when she finally settled back down in her nest, "Just tell me next time when you're going to storm out of here. The cobwebs don't stay on if you are too active. And please rest after this. You really need it."
                          
Lillyheart
"Fine" she growls
                          
Sleetstorm
"Good. Again, if you need me, though by your attitude, you certainly won't, I'll be right here sorting herbs," he replied, thankful that she didn't protest this time. If everyone just listened to him, they'd be out of the den in no time and healed as best as they could. He turned around and leaned over the half-finished watermint pile and went back to sorting.
                          
Lillyheart 
She goes back to sleep
                          
Sleetstorm
There were a few bad watermint leaves and he pushed them into the bad yarrrow pile. He'd have to take those and have them thrown out. Once that was done, he moved onto the buck root that didn't need much attention. He got those sorted out pretty quickly with one looking rather wilted. The chervil and webs were fine because they were recently stocked and the webs never went bad.
                          
Lillyheart 
She Fidgets in her sleep
                          
Sleetstorm
All of the other herbs looked alright except for the comfrey where he had to throw out most of the pile much to his distaste. He'd have to gather more once he redressed Willowshard's wounds. He hoped that she would recover quickly and had thanked StarClan for not giving her infections. Fox attacks were nasty. And he did thank StarClan for not giving Lillyheart a broken back. That was something he never wished upon anyone.
                          
Lillyheart
She fidgets more
                          
Sleetstorm 
He perked his ears, hearing something from Lillyheart's nest. He craned his neck so he could see her since it didn't sound like she was eating the rabbit anymore. She appeared to be fast asleep and twitching in her nest. Must be a bad dream. He didn't have any herbs for those.
                          
Lillyheart 
She growls and it appears she is fighting something in her sleep
                          
Sleetstorm
Sleetstorm frowned. A really bad dream. There was nothing he could do except ignore his own policy and wake her up. Though if he were some warrior like he was before, he'd most likely do it and leap out of the way before whatever she was doing in that dream flashed into reality for one brief moment and clawed his pelt. Though this was better than running around camp. He turned his attention back to his herbs but listened carefully.
                          
Lillyheart 
"Get away, get away. Stop trying to overpower me!" She whispers in her sleep
                          
Sleetstorm
His frown deepened as he turned his attention away from his herbs again. A cold feeling pricked along his spine, causing his pupils to contract. What was going on? She couldn't be training with the Dark Forest, could she? She couldn't. But Jaypaw recently passed away due to her injuries caused by those terrible warriors. And those warriors were some held responsible for his sister's... he shook his head, hurt in his heart. They did kill her... but then the Clan lied to him. But he couldn't think about that now.
                          
Lillyheart 
She jolts awake panting
                          
Sleetstorm 
"You alright?" He asked for what felt like the fifth time with her. He regarded her with wary eyes. "Some dream you were having." He really hoped that she wouldn't say it wasn't a dream and she was actually fighting dark warriors. He flicked an ear to discard a leaf that had gotten on there from sorting herbs.
                          
Lillyheart 
She doesn't answer and her eyes widen
                          
Sleetstorm 
"Uh... are you feeling okay? What's wrong?" he asked, disturbed by the lack of response. "Do you need anything?" He glanced back at the herbs lining the edge of the den and back to her.