[Fawn]

LIONSTAR

leader of treeclan

Blinded by the light of a new sun

Even TreeClan leaders were susceptible to getting thorns stuck in their pads. The golden tom's long toe-fluff made it difficult to get his teeth around the offending thorn-stem to remove it. He had tried unsuccessfully for longer than was probably wise, and on top of the general sting, there was a nasty throb that was cause for limping.

Lionstar maintained a calm disposition as he went through camp, forcing his pace to be even so as not to alert the others. That's what I get for letting my battle moves get so rusty. His training session in the hidden thicket had gone well enough. At least, he'd thought it had gone well enough, until Lionstar executed a move too sharply and thrown himself all balance, landing into a thorny area of the thicket. His thick pelt had protected him from the worst of it, and apart from a scratched ear, he'd been fine - until he'd stepped on a rather long thorn climbing out of the brambles.

"Bluejay? Falconstorm?" The scents of herbal concoctions wreathed around him, mingling with the freshness of this morning's frost. "It's not urgent. Just a thorn stuck in my pad." Bluejay was out - visiting the queens, if his hearing was still as sharp as it used to be - but Falconstorm was in. This was hardly a medical crisis, and even if Falconstorm was still new to his role as medicine cat apprentice, Lionstar trusted him to do what was necessary for the sake of TreeClan.

Stepping inside, he smiled at the fluffy tom then held up the injured front paw. "It's wedged in pretty deep." There were some cats in the forest who thought leaders were near invulnerable; that couldn't be the furthest from the truth. They still got hurt, they still bled like any other cat. Not even Lionstar was the exception.

Take it to the world, gonna sing it like an anthem

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Falconstorm

31 MOONS, MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE OF TREECLAN

"I'll be right with you."

He heard his name being called and briefly looked up from his tally of the herbs they had to get them through leafbare. Thankfully, he'd gone on several trips out into the fields and near the brook to gather up the more common ones to dry out to sustain them, but the harder to find ones he hoped they didn't need. He rose finally and stalked into the main area of the medicine den from the back where their herbs were stored, surprised to see Lionstar standing there, and limping at that.

The news made him tip his head sideways first. "Sit down." He told him firmly but the tone didn't lack respect for his leader. He leaned in and sniffed the injured paw, sighing softly before leaning back. "Its not infected, which is good. Stay here, walking on it probably wedged it in there further. I'll be right back, just have to get a few things." Everything he needed was pretty common at least, so that was also easing his mind.

He took only a few minutes to find and mix the herbs he needed, leaving one in to carry back in a separate leaf. "Chew that, it will help with the pain." The other two he'd soaked in water and then ground up with a stick he'd found and brought in for that exact purpose. Getting it done with the stick in his mouth looked silly, but it worked for him.

He had the two mixed herbs in a leaf, which once Lionstar had taken the dandelion leaves for the pain, he applied directly to the paw itself. "Leave that on while we talk, it'll take the swelling down enough that I can pull the thorn out."


Falconstorm settled himself in a seated position, looking at his leader quietly. "So, Honeysong seems happier lately. And she talks about you all the time when I see her. So tell me then, do I have you to thank?"

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[Fawn]

LIONSTAR

leader of treeclan

Blinded by the light of a new sun

Lionstar chewed up the dandelion leaves, finding the taste a bit unpleasant but not overly so. Falconstorm's observations on his adopted mother, Honeysong, warmed Lionstar. He smiled, preferring not to give himself so much credit. "I think it was a group effort. We have been spending more time together, which I've enjoyed immensely."

He felt comfortable discussing his old friend with one of the few cats in the Clan who cared about her even more than he did. He's adapting well. Already, Falconstorm was moving around the den and making use of the herb stores as if he'd been doing this his entire life. A purr rumbled from the golden tom, and he chose to sit as out-of-the-way as possible, careful not to set his paw on the ground while the poultice worked its magic.

"If you can keep a secret," Lionstar mewed. "I'm planning to give Honeysong an apprentice soon. Mockingbird's litter are ready to move out of the nursery. She did an excellent job of raising you and your siblings. I think any kit I choose will be safe in her capable paws." A golden ear swiveled to take in the happy squeals and mewls of the pawful of litters in the nursery right now. He would have to hold an apprentice ceremony soon, before the nursery walls burst from all the activity.

Silentsong's two kits, Finchkit & Thornkit, had grown up. Along with Moonfeather's three - Aspenkit, Fawnkit and Amberkit, with Mockingbird's troublesome trio of Berrykit, Owlkit and Ravenkit ready for the next stage of their lives. Berrykit would be a good match for Littlestep, Ravenkit would go to Honeysong, and Owlkit would do well with Thornstrike.

Take it to the world, gonna sing it like an anthem

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Falconstorm

31 MOONS, MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE OF TREECLAN

"An apprentice would certainly keep her mind off things." Falconstorm agreed, leaning over to sniff at the poultice for a second before sitting himself back on his haunches. It wasn't done yet, if he was remembering right. He had learned the basics quickly enough, but he knew not to become overconfident. A real emergency, a cat's life in danger, he'd be lost. Bluejay was needed for anything more severe than a sprain or cut. Or in this case, a thorn stuck in a fluffy paw. "She has been teasing me. Instead of possibly getting my first apprentice this year I end up going back to being someone's apprentice. So have my siblings." He sighed, raising a paw to absently pick at his claws for a moment with his teeth before putting it back down. "If it wasn't unbecomming of a medicine cat, even an apprentice one, I'd shred them." He meant that in a more playful sense, as he loved his siblings very much.

His head tipped, blue eyes intent on his leader for a long moment as if he were searching for something in the other tom. "Honeysong is like my mother. She's gentle and has a very giving heart. So, that being said, she is very fond of you." He was giving Lionstar the full weight of his gaze, shoulders pulled back some and stare unwavering. "If this thing going on between you progresses, and you break her heart, I will end you. She deserves to be happy, and I'm all for her finding that happiness, but I will defend her and that happiness with everything I have. My mother deserves that much."

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[Fawn]

LIONSTAR

leader of treeclan

Blinded by the light of a new sun

Lionstar's whiskers twitched. Falconstorm was threatening him over Honeysong? Oh for the love of StarClan. The golden tom shook his head, not sure whether to be amused by Falconstorm's threat or annoyed that his medicine cat's apprentice was promising to 'end him' should he break Honeysong's heart.
"I know her better than you think, Falconstorm." He replied, keeping his emotions in check. "We've been friends since before you were born. If I ever cause her any pain, then it would never be intentional. I care about her just as much as you do. I can't predict the future, or say for certain what's going to happen between your mother and I, but they will work out the way they're meant to."

That was all he could say. Honeysong's words drifted back to him like a lazy summer breeze. If two cats were meant to be together, then StarClan would keep pulling them close, keep sending the signs - they just had to be keen enough to notice them. Lionstar raised his paw, looking at the herb-smeared tufts of fur. "This is starting to feel better." The swelling seemed to be going down, it didn't feel as inflamed as before.

"she is very fond of you."

So Honeysong felt something for him. Lionstar's pulse quickened. He felt more pleased about that than he'd anticipated, and the golden warrior stole a glance to the other dens in TreeClan's camp, where he held on to the hope of glimpsing Honeysong. He couldn't allow himself to get too caught up in the 'where this could go', and focus on the present. Perhaps they could... talk after he was done with Falconstorm.

Take it to the world, gonna sing it like an anthem

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Falconstorm

31 MOONS, MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE OF TREECLAN

Falconstorm flashed a grin at his leader, finally coming to his paws so that he could remove the herb bind and cleaning away the remnants to get to the thorn stuck in Lionstar's paw. "You responded the way I had hoped you would. Just knowing you will do your best is enough for me." He looked over the thorn and nodded to himself before leaning over and snagging it with his teeth, giving a firm yank so that it came out of the fluffy tom's paw.

"There, that's settled. I would suggest you refrain from hunting or climbing at least until tomorrow, to give the pad time to heal, but otherwise you are good to go."

The warrior turned medicine cat apprentice followed his leader's look just in time to see Honeysong emerge from her den. She was carrying a snoozing ball of tawny-colored fluff, one of the loner's kits he thought by the look of it. Those kits were now apprentice aged, and still seemed fond of sleeping in dens not their own.

She carried the young kit back to the nursery then came out again, stretching before going about her day. Not even noticing that she was being watched.

Falconstorm sighed. "I'm just happy she's started smiling more again."

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