A/N: I made a few changes to the character descriptions in the first chapter. Check it out if you want. Just letting you guys know I thought some of the descriptions were really cringe worthy and didn't match what I would think it would be like at all. Anyway enjoy the chapter!
Silverpaw awoke to a pair of blue eyes and white fur. Snowpaw stood over her, sniffing her injured leg carefully and examining the wrench.
"What time is it?" Silverpaw asked drowsily.
"The sun's going down right now. You've been sleeping for a long time and I thought it was about time I examine your wounds." Snowpaw explained.
Silverpaw groaned. "If my wounds don't kill me, then this extensive exposure to boredom might."
Snowpaw purred in amusement. "You can help me some more today. You also need to stretch that leg to make sure it's healing."
Silverpaw nodded. "Okay, I got it,"
Dewdrop pushed her way into the medicine den. "How're you feeling, Silverpaw?" she asked.
"Better," Silverpaw mewed. "How long does it take before I can return to my duties?"
"That's up to Leaffeather and Snowpaw," Dewdrop replied. "Don't worry. I'll get you caught up once you're well enough."
Silverpaw sighed, "I wish I didn't have to stay cooped up here all day every day from dawn to dusk."
Dewdrop purred. "Don't worry. There's a gathering tomorrow night so you can go. I'm sure that'll make your life a bit better."
Silverpaw's eyes brightened up. "Really? Oh, thank you so much!" she purred happily.
Dewdrop mewed a good-bye before leaving. Silverpaw got up and shook out her fur. It felt so great to finally stretch her legs without wincing from the pain, but the infection was still there, and it seemed to be seeping away at her strength. Ignoring this, she finally dragged herself outside the den. Instantly, everyone's eyes in the near vicinity turned to her.
Crystalpaw ran over to her. "Silverpaw! How are you?"
Silverpaw gave her a confused look, "I'm fine, why are you so worried? You saw me yesterday."
Crystalpaw gave her a deadpan expression, "Well I mean, you're a hero. You single-handedly saved Antroot's kits from a fox! A fox! You're a half-trained apprentice and you fought off a fox."
"I didn't fight it on my own," Silverpaw corrected. "Ice-bergfang helped me."
Crystalpaw shook her head. "Mountainstar refuses to acknowledge the fact that an Iceclan warrior helped you, especially since we're technically still hateful rivals."
"Oh," Silverpaw mewed, padding over to the fresh-kill pile, pawing at it. "Did I miss anything?"
"Not really, no," Crystalpaw replied, picking out a shrew and bringing it near the apprentice's den. Silverpaw plucked out a bird and joined her.
"The gathering's tomorrow," Silverpaw pointed out.
Crystalpaw brightened up. "You're right!" she turned to Silverpaw. "You're going, right?"
"Of course!" she replied. "Are you?"
"Mhm," she replied through a mouthful of feathers.
Silverpaw got up and returned to the medicine den. She then spent the rest of the day learning basic herbs and remedies. Silverpaw was surprised at how much she ended up learning. At the end of the day, she plopped back into her nest and closed her eyes, falling asleep immediately.
A/N: Sorry for the late and short chapter. School started and life sucks and plus I'm not allowed to have my laptop during the week :/ Anyway hope you enjoyed!