Can I?
Challenge: Drabble || Word Count: 100
He'd drop by her den every day to see what she did, and he'd even help her sort herbs too. But his question had still surprised her: "Can I be your apprentice?"
Her concentration lapsed and she tugged a leaf too hard, covering the floor of the den in various herbs. She was still young, no need for an apprentice, but his natural talent was remarkable.
He bounded over, busying himself with sorting the herbs as she watched him closely. Then she laughed; either through StarClan's interference or an odd coincidence, his question had been answered.
"Of course you can."