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- apprentice: jackalpaw - setting | medicine den, clan high ledge
tags | briarseed
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โโhaving turned away from the glaring of cats amassing at her direction, sykestar lifts her face to the rain, feeling the elements faintly drizzle her muzzle. licking at her whiskers, she sighs while realigning her thoughts and feelings towards the direction needed for her clan. "coyoteleap." she whispers to the wind before turning away to address other cats needing her.
โโamidst the motion of fallsclan assembling to rebuild, her gaze gravitates to the hollow cavern of the medicine den where briarseed's darkened coat glistens with the minimal light. while gazing over the molly, an image of a younger kit flashes before sykestar's gaze: briarpaw sorting through herbs with stiff shoulders and a rigid tail. the memory seems to rush towards her:
- "briarpaw," fogfern called to sykeshadow's terminated apprentice. "briarpaw come here." eventually, like flowing water through a forest, the shy feline emerges to greet sykeshadow, a shiver in her fur.
"briarpaw..." sykeshadow spoke, voice faint, grappling for some understanding of how to address her former apprentice. "i...i expect you will settle, well. into this new position." despite her grace and her abilities, the warrior's voice seemed to hollow the more briarpaw seemed to evade her gaze. the dark furred molly should be capable of producing more than a simple line, she practically raised briarpaw since her apprenticehood...but now, the bi-colored molly could barley meet her gaze. sykestar's throat tightens at the image of her apprentice, no, her former apprentice, finding such difficulty in her presence. only once fogfern replaced briarpaw in the den, did sykeshadow's fur begin to bristle with frustration at the lack of vocalization from the younger cat.
"i realize this new appointment might be a shock to you briarpaw, but..," her ears flick back with the conflict swirling on her tongue. a quick glance into the den to reveal the medicine cat deep as the cavern would allow, a spike of fury lances through her and her tail lashes as she makes her way onto her paws, "i thought with all our time together, you might have learned how to speak for yourself by now." frustration now more neutrally masked by her position, a younger sykeshadow wasn't afraid to show her former apprentice how she felt.
- โโ the memory drifts away at the sound of cats milling around, and of the sniffling faintly heard from the depths of the cave. sykestar glances a final time at the ruined garden, almost imaging fogfern tending to the wilted roots and drowned seeds. sometimes it felt like she was governing a clan of more lost souls, than those that wished to live in the present.
WC: 400+ here
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( APPRENTICE | MOLLY | 10 ๏ผญ๏ผฏ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผณ |
( APPRENTICE | MOLLY | 10 ๏ผญ๏ผฏ๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผณ |
- mentor: starlingflight
setting | clearing, starlingflight's side
tags | starlingflight [mentioned]: cloudpaw
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โโthe faint rain watered down the darker markings that painted kyanitepaw's features. she had been watching the night sky when the lightning pierced through the veiling darkness, splitting the sky with a bright white blaze that reminded her of a fish bone, before it snaked down and made contact with the tree. when the tree splintered from contact, a blast of bright embers had been sent in all directions and filled the air with a watery scent of ash. despite the power of the storm, kyanitepaw admired the beautiful danger of the elements.
โโwhen morning came, she was not in the apprentice den and would not be found at the fresh-kill pile. it wasn't a fresh kill pile. with the prey assorted there, quickly picked apart as the other carcass' appeared intertwined, and rotting at a central core. having stared at the damp, musty mound of meat, the light-furred, almost silver-tined bodied apprentice ignored the sharp pain of hunger lancing through her underbelly. she wanted no part of the other cats, or a meal for that matter.
โโhaving witnessed the destruction to the herb garden, the movement of the soils roused no intention of helping the medicine den party reassemble the remaining piece of fogfern. there was no salvaging what was lost, as sykestar had explained. onto the current motion within the clan, kyanitepaw shook her fur and gave her shoulder a quick lick, tasting the minerals in the rainwater, before approaching her mentor out of obligation, rather than enthusiasm.
โโher gaze aligned to his, piercing visionaries studying the emotions of his oculars. "are we participating in patrols today, or training, starlingflight?"
WC: 300+ here