Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except Nightpaw.
When Nightpaw didn't return that night, Firestar sent Mousefur, Spiderpaw, and Rainwhisker to look for him. They found the young apprentice asleep near Fourtrees.
"Mousebrained furball! I told him not to eat that stuff." Spiderpaw said to herself.
They took Nightpaw to Cinderpelt and let her deal with idiot. After a quick sniff-over, the medicine cat spoke.
"He'll be alright in a day or two. Hopefully this taught him a lesson, though." She said as she stuffed herbs into the young cat's open mouth.
The next morning, Nightpaw woke up to a pounding headache and an awful taste in his mouth.
"Rise and shine, mousebrain. Maybe next time I say don't eat something, you'll take my advice and not eat it. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get herbs down that tiny throat of yours?" Cinderpelt growled.
Well? Yes, yes, I know its short. I like short chapters. Deal with it!