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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2016 14:07:43 GMT -5
So let go, let go, jump in. Oh well, what you waiting for?
Dawnblossom lay in her nest as the moon rose in the night sky, the decision she had yet to make trampling through her mind and keeping her awake. Valerianpaw's endless curiosity was so promising, he seemed genuinely interested in herblore and in the possibilities they held. She recalled how he had asked if she had ever tried to come up with new herb combinations, and that sort of innovation, though potentially dangerous, if done carefully could help StoneClan, and gurdigingly she admitted, ALL the Clans, in the long run. And yet he was nearly a warrior. Why hadn't StarClan led her to him earlier if this path was right for him? A cat could be endlessly curious about everything to do with being a medicine cat and still not be right for the position.
Her gaze pierced through the darkness, in the direction of the nursery where Silverglade and Sandkit would be asleep. She missed the little tom's company. He was just as curious as Valerianpaw, that was for sure. But it was the depth of his compassion at such a young age that really drew the calico she-cat's thoughts down this path. And yet he was young still, it would some moons before he could begin training. Could Sandkit be her apprentice? Her ears twitched uncertainly. He was not StoneClan born. He was not Clanborn at all... but that had benefits as well as bringing up concerns. He was truly neutral when it came to Clan borders... unlike her.
Her gaze fell to her white paws. She knew well her own shortcomings, and she hoped she would not pass them on to her apprentice, whoever StarClan led her to. She closed her eyes, praying silently, I only want what's best for StoneClan. We found refuge outside our own once before, is it the right choice now? StarClan, in your wisdom, guide me. She peered out from her den once more, catching glimpse of the moon before clouds passed over, hiding it from view. She wondered if that was a sign itself, that the decision was hers to make and StarClan would offer no guidance this time. With a soft sigh, she curled up, burying her nose in her tail.
A moment later she found herself wide awake. Fire raged all around her, and yet she found herself unafraid. She looked around calmly, but the fire went on as far as she could see. Feeling her paws drawn forward, she resisted for only a moment, the logical part of her telling her how stupid it would be to walk into the flames. Then she was padding into them, and with each step the fire died away, leaving behind only soft sand to warm her paws. She kept walking until the fire had gone completely. The heat of the sand drew her in, and she laid down, purring, and quickly fell into a dreamless slumber, surrounded by the sand's comforting warmth. When she next woke, the land around her was covered in green, plants and herbs of all kinds had sprung up while she slept. Dew glittered like drops of silver on the leaves, but beneath her, her sandy nest was still warm and comfortable.
When her eyes blinked open in the dawn light the next morning, the dream was still vivid in her mind. Though much of it confused her, one thing was perfectly clear. StarClan was guiding her to Sandkit. The other parts of the dream had numerous possible interpretations, but no matter what way she took them, the answer was still apparent. StarClan accepted him, Clanborn or not. Perhaps they had even led Silverglade and Sandkit to StoneClan for this very purpose. It had been her own sister who had found them, after all. Rising to her paws, she shook out her fur, giving herself a quick grooming. She thought she felt grits of sand scrape against her tongue, but she found no evidence of them after a quick look. She let out a soft purr of amusement. Apparently StarClan wanted to drive home their point.
She slipped from her den, standing just outside and watching the Clan wake. The dawn patrol was on its way out and a couple cats stood at the freshkill pile, picking through what was left from the day before, while a couple others were heading out to replenish it. StoneClan needed its warriors as well. Valerianpaw was already well on his way. She turned her gaze to the nursery, wondering if she should speak with Silverglade about her son's future now, or wait until they had time to wake properly. She decided it could wait for the sun to rise a bit higher. It wasn't as though Sandkit could begin training that day anyway.
Her ears twitched thoughtfully and she looked toward Hawkstar's den. After a moment, she made her way toward it, deciding she should tell him what StarClan had shared with her, in case he had any of the concerns she had about taking an apprentice that was not Clanborn. She wasn't sure where her leader would stand on the matter, but StarClan had spoken. She paused outside, aware that Hawkstar shared his den with his mate and unsure if she was up and out yet, she didn't want to disturb them. “Hawkstar? May I speak with you?” she called quietly, waiting outside.
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Post by BlooRey DVD on Oct 25, 2016 18:31:25 GMT -5
Hawkstar may your dreams be larger than mountains The large StoneClan leader hung somewhere between consciousness and sleep, his sand colored ears twitching slowly every now and again as a sound drew his attention. The surrounding air was chilled, the cold seeping from the stones encircling him, yet he was warm. His nest, lined as it was with feathers and fur, managed to contain the heat given off by he and his mate Frozenrain. He swore getting up in the morning had never been as difficult as it was for him now. He could spend all day in his nest, so long as the beautiful she-cat beside him was there too.
He'd been telling himself he should get up for what felt like half a moon. Wolfclaw's voice drifted to his ears, no doubt organizing the Dawn Patrol. He recalled the responsibility he'd felt as deputy, knowing so many looked to you for direction. As leader, there was a different sort of responsibility on his shoulders. The direct responsibility was a little less, but... He still felt weighted by an unseen burden. Whiskers twitched thoughtfully in the dim lighting of his den, his ears catching a different sound. Paw steps, and they're drawing nearer. He remarked to himself, amber eyes cracking open to meet the early morning light.
He paused, waiting for a voice to announce its owner's arrival; it greeted him quickly, in the form of Dawnblossom's voice. His ears pricked, the tom's curiosity roused by the medicine cat's arrival. "Of course, just a moment." He mewed toward her, loud enough for her to hear without stirring Frozenrain too much. Heaving his form from the warmth of his nest, he ducked to lick his mate's ear tenderly, before stepping out of the circle of feathers and fur. With a quick shake to dispel any clinging residue, the tom stepped toward the entrance and into the real world.
Offering StoneClan's medicine cat a smile, he motioned for her to follow. "Come, we'll take a brief walk just outside camp." He suggested, awaiting her acknowledgement before leading the way. Descending the path from his den with ease, he weaved toward the camp's entrance, nodding to Wolfclaw as they passed the gray-furred deputy. Hawkstar didn't take Dawnblossom far, turning right as they cleared the camp entrance and heading a little ways off; far enough they would not be heard by the residents of StoneClan, but close enough that getting back would take no longer than a flick of a tail.
Amber eyes focused on the she-cat as he seated himself, inviting her to do the same. "You have my full attention, Dawnblossom." He spoke encouragingly, his sandy tail laying over his paws.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2016 0:01:47 GMT -5
So let go, let go, jump in. Oh well, what you waiting for?
Dawnblossom did not have to wait long before Hawkstar emerged, leading her out of camp where they could speak privately and leave Frozenrain to her rest. As they left the relative shelter of camp, the wind picked up and she bushed her fur out against the cold, thankful for her longer pelt now that the days were growing cooler. Hawkstar stopped not far from camp, sitting and giving her his full attention.
“We spoke of my taking an apprentice some days ago,” she began immediately, not wasting any time, “I was having a hard time deciding between two cats, but last night StarClan sent me a dream, and I believe I have my answer.” Her ear twitched back toward camp, uncertainty briefly fluttering in her belly on fragile wings. StarClan had spoken, she reminded herself. Regardless of Sandkit's past and lineage, he was their clear choice for her.
“I would like to speak with Silverglade, and then with Sandkit himself. But I wanted to tell you first. I believe StarClan led them to us for a reason, perhaps even this very reason. Sandkit shows a level of compassion for his age that astounds me. Coupled with his curiosity about my herbs and duties as medicine cat, there is nothing more I could ask for in an apprentice,” she spoke confidently, despite the small doubts still nibbling at the back of her mind like fleas, determined to pester her regardless of her best efforts.
If she wanted Hawkstar to be honest with her, then she needed to also offer him her own honesty, so she continued, “I won't deny that I had my doubts initially.... I was unsure if StarClan would accept a medicine cat that wasn't Clanborn, and I am still a bit nervous about giving a cat not born in StoneClan such a large responsibility to us all. But I trust StarClan's wisdom, and their message to me was clear.” Her whiskers twitched in vague amusement once more, “I even thought I felt sand on my tongue when I groomed myself this morning, after my dream, as if StarClan was driving home their point, trying to wash away my doubts.”
She paused to give him some time to digest all she had said, then dipped her head slightly, “If you have concerns about this decision, I would love to hear them now, before I speak with Sandkit and his mother. But even with my doubts, this still feels somehow... right. He is young, eager and curious, and I am sure he will have no trouble learning and living our ways. I know he is too young to be formally apprenticed right now, but I don't see any harm in him helping me in my den now and again until he's ready. That way he'll be more prepared when he takes up the position properly....”
She glanced at her paws briefly, “Leaf-bare is a hard time to become a medicine cat apprentice. I would like to teach him what I can about herbs before they all die off and I am forced to wait for newleaf to show him many of the things he'll need to know.” She took a deep breath and silenced herself, looking back up at him and finally allowing Hawkstar to speak, feeling as though she was trying to hard to convince him of the choice before she even know his own thoughts on the matter. She could not show Sandkit where to gather herbs just yet, that WOULD have to wait until newleaf, but she could at least show him many different kinds before frost killed them and her stores ran low, or ran out altogether, depending on how cruelly this leaf-bare was going to treat them.
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Post by BlooRey DVD on Nov 4, 2016 16:11:04 GMT -5
Hawkstar may your dreams be larger than mountains The big tom nodded his head slightly, acknowledging her reminder of their conversation a few days back. Intrigue flashed in his eyes, the StoneClan medicine cat seeming to hint that she had made her decision; backed up by StarClan, nonetheless. He mentally flicked through the cats in the Clan, wondering who it could have been to capture the attention of their ancestors high above. He certainly hadn't expected the name of the loner kit who'd so recently joined their ranks. His ears pricked, amber eyes blinking in mild alarm, but he remained quiet, out of respect for the she-cat. He would let her finish, for he knew she had much to say.
Dawnblossom was right about one thing: Sandkit carried with him a heart capable of an amount of compassion that was almost startling. The world had not necessarily been kind to Sandkit during the first moons of his life, yet he bore no bitterness. Instead, he approached the world with unbridled curiosity, and shared his youth and innocence with others. Hawkstar had experienced it himself in the pawful of times he'd spoken with Silverglade and her orange tabby kit. Despite his personality, Hawkstar did bear small pinpricks of concern at the thought of Sandkit being appointed medicine cat apprentice.
The she-cat before him seemed to share his concerns, for she mentioned them herself. When she paused, apparently allowing him a moment to mull over her words, the sand-hued tom frowned in thought. He had few qualms with bringing Sandkit in, and those that remained were all but erased when Dawnblossom finished her piece. She was right once more; getting a headstart on training before Leafbare could not hurt, considering the implications of the season on both herbs and cats alike. His tabby tail twitched from where it lay on his paws, amber eyes closing a moment as his breath escaped him in a swirl of cloud-like steam.
"Dawnblossom, there are only a pawful of cats whom I trust nearly as much as I do StarClan. You are among one of them, as you have proven your loyalty and your skill to us many a time. If Sandkit is whom you choose, and StarClan has backed you on this decision, I have no desire to indicate otherwise. Sandkit is a strong, young tom with a heart larger than most. Under your tutelage, I have no doubt he will grow to be a medicine cat StoneClan will be proud of."
He paused momentarily, his gaze drifting to the skies above. "And for most, I doubt it will be an issue. Yet, despite the successful integration of both Crimsonshadow and Hawkfall into StoneClan's ranks, there will be those opposed to the presence of both Silverglade and Sandkit. Even more so upon hearing Sandkit will be their medicine cat apprentice. Both Sandkit and his mother should be notified of this possibility; it may not be an easy path. That being said... I support you in your decision, and would be interested in coming with you to disclose the news to our most recently appointed Clanmates."
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