[Katara]

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i find it very, very easy to be true
i find myself alone when each day is through
yes, i'll admit that i'm a fool for you
because you're mine...

I WALK THE
line

clover

cloverstar.

MISTCLAN LEADER // 60 MOONS

I

t seemed warmer today, drawing Cloverstar out of her den early in order to examine the ice outside camp. She was keeping a close eye on the state of MistClan's territory, hyperaware of the one downfall to living in a cave: flooding. When the ground outside seemed wetter than it was frozen, she would have to have a plan to relocate her Clan for Newleaf. As it was though, the ice was still hard - it was only morning though, she'd have to check again later.

Moving back inside camp, she caught sight of movement near the nursery and paused to watch a queen emerge and mumble something to someone behind her. Ah, that reminds me... It was part of Cloverstar's role to get to know the queens and the kits that would become the future of her Clan - it would be her job to choose mentors for them. One of them, Hailkit, would be ready to become an apprentice soon. Less than a moon ago, his father had been killed by a fox on their territory. While Cloverstar had joined the patrol that had scared it off their land, she hadn't yet taken the time to visit the kit herself. Now was as good a time as any, she supposed.

"Good morning," she greeted the queen as she approached the nursery. "Staying warm?"

"Trying to," the other she-cat purred. "I wish I had a thicker coat!"

Cloverstar never knew how to act around the queens, and didn't care for small talk, so she immediately changed the topic. "Oh, that must be Hailkit?" She spotted a flash of dark fur at the nursery entrance, then returned her gaze to the queen. "Is he doing well?"

"He seems to be now. He's a funny little thing, but my heart breaks for him a bit. Losing his mother and his father, it's a difficult thing for a grown warrior to cope with, let alone a kit."

Ah. That was right. She'd forgotten she and Hailkit had something in common - his mother had died giving birth to him, just as her own mother had. She glanced back at the nursery now with renewed interest, watching the smokey kit within.

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HAILKIT
5 moons // Kitten


Hailkit was staring at the other kits as they played with a moss ball. His expression was seemingly a mixture of boredom and mild amusement, "I'll be right back dear," one of the queens murmured rasping her tongue over his ear. He drew away slightly abhorring the feeling of the wet tongue on his fur, besides she messed up his own grooming. Now thoroughly annoyed he huffed and hopped up into one of the warm nests as the leafbare breeze swooped into the nursery from the queen's exit.  As he circled, he pricked his ears at the noise of voices outside, "I wish I had a thicker coat!" he rolled his eyes at the queen's attempt at conversation with whoever was outside. Hailkit let his head rest on his paws but opened one grey eye as his name was mentioned.


"Is he doing well?" the other voice asked. He grimaced, a flash of irritation crossing his narrow face. Why was everyone so concerned about him, sure his father died but that didn't mean he was messed up. Hailkit sighed, standing and stretching his legs intending to tell this other cat exactly that but then the other kits began whispering in awe. Cloverstar. Hailkit had heard much about the leader of Mistclan, and curiosity nipped at him, a far stronger emotion than the annoyance he had previously felt.

Hopping down from the nest once more, he poked his head out, "Cloverstar?" Hailkit queried, eyes bright with intelligence and interest, "Is it time for my apprentice ceremony already?" he asked with a disinterested flick of his tail, he didn't care to train, he just wanted out of camp so he could look for dead things. He dared not mutter that aloud though as others didn't seem to like it when he talked about death so fascinatingly.

[Katara]

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i find it very, very easy to be true
i find myself alone when each day is through
yes, i'll admit that i'm a fool for you
because you're mine...

I WALK THE
line

clover

cloverstar.

MISTCLAN LEADER // 60 MOONS

W

ide eyes looked right back at her, framed by the outline of his body still lurking in the nursery, and when Hailkit did emerge his tail was high with all the curiosity and energy of a kit his age. His tone when he said her name made her think he was excited, maybe even awed, to see her visiting, but the tail flick and accompanying body language in his next statement seemed to tell her a different story. Was he trying to feign disinterest to impress her? Most kits were bouncing off their paws with eagerness to become an apprentice, but Hailkit was either a very good actor or wasn't looking forward to the experience.

"Not quite," she replied, "you've got a moon or so to go yet. In the meantime, I'll be thinking of someone who would be a good fit to mentor you." Kits used to annoy and even mystify her, but ever since raising Dogpaw, Azaleapaw, and Berrypaw as her own daughters, she thought she at least understood them well enough now to not speak to them as if they were braindead. Unlike some queens that would coo over their offspring and never see them as anything more than newborns. She'd liked to ask her daughters questions when they were kits, and found nearly every kit loved to give their opinion about things.

"What kind of mentor would you like, Hailkit? A powerful warrior who could teach you the best battle skills?" She all but ignored the queen still sitting nearby, not particularly caring to hear her input on the matter. If someone had asked her who her mentor should be when she was Hailkit's age... oh, she would've wanted the most brutal warrior in the Clan, but instead she'd been stuck with Bluecloud.

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