[Fae Magic]

Beauty is a joy that forever increases
It will never pass into nothingness

The sun was basking a humid glow across the camp; filtering through the treetops. With a squirrel hanging from her teeth the light ginger tabby climbed the roots of a tree with careful paws before heading for a place she was not known for stepping foot in. She was doing her usual rounds of making sure all were fed like the kits and queens in the nursery to the elders. The warriors and apprentices to snatch their own prey if they are so pleased. Frankly, though, Primrosepetal hadn't seen Lionstar all that much and she hadn't been observant enough to see if he'd been eating. That's why the young warrior had gone out hunting that morning after her regular duties were done with and headed straight for the leader's den. Granted, she didn't know if he had eaten yet or not and she wouldn't be too hurt if he had eaten already and didn't want her catch. The ginger tabby just didn't want her leader to go hungry.

Pausing out front of the entrance to the den she sighed; wiggling her nose to get the squirrel tail fur out of her nose before she gingerly scraped at some bark in a way of addressing her arrival as she called out with a muffled voice.

"Lionstar, do you have a moment?" she called out. "I know you might be busy...I brought you something to eat; I wasn't sure if you'd been eating lately so..." she explained herself and paused to listen to see if she could hear anything inside the den.

She didn't hear any voices and listening harder she tried to see if she could hear a heartbeat or maybe some shuffling paw steps that would indicate anyone inside. Was he out and she'd missed him? She sighed and turned to leave. She'd just go put the squirrel in the pile for someone else to grab for later on since she didn't hear anyone inside. She wasn't so rude that she'd just walk in and see if he was home. She had more respect than that. Besides, what if he was just sleeping and she couldn't hear him over the sound of the forest around her? She was pretty tired. She just wanted to check upon him. Maybe he was just out for Pumafang? Just because he was a leader didn't mean he was confined to the camp of course. Shrugging the young warrior turned and began making her way carefully down the tree roots around her until she was stopped by the sound of paw steps. Confused she looked up hearing the shuffling and caught a glimpse of a figure through the shadows of the tree branches.

"Lionstar? Oh, I hadn't heard you earlier I thought you were out." she said as she set the squirrel down at her paws. "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry if I had. I was just checking up on you...Hopefully It's not too improper of me; I didn't want to disturb you if you were busy." she said softly.

She hoped he wasn't mad at her for stopping by. She wasn't one to seek him out on a regular basis as she tended to focus more on other warriors and apprentices that would be more talkative. But, today she had decided she needed to check up on the rest of her clan just to make sure everything was right. She was no deputy of course that was Pumafang's job among many other things but she was a motherly creature. She felt bad for not checking up on her leader too even if anything else was fine. She didn't want to neglect his well being either. Maybe she'd come up and check on Pumafang next time they met.

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[Fawn]

Lionstar

The crown is getting heavy
But they've written my name in the stars

Lionstar's muzzle was damp from the short trek to and drinking from the sparkling brook. The familiar camp scents greeted him as he returned to the place he called home; as usual, he was greeted by waving tails and faint mews, the Clan going about its business like bees in a hive. A she-cat was waiting by the Ancient Stump, and Lionstar's calm pace shifted into one of purpose. Was something wrong? To his surprise, it was a pale ginger tabby carrying a squirrel, her blue eyes bright and distinct against the soft orange hues of her face. Primrosepetal. She was young (though most every cat in the Clan was young compared to him), and his thoughts were suddenly filled with the individual milestones of Primrosepetal's life: her birth, her apprenticeship, her warrior's ceremony.

The soft voice she spoke with pulled him from these thoughts, and he smiled, batting aside the tiny claw mark to his pride at the idea that he needed to be... checked up on. He was old, but he wasn't feeble! "Members of TreeClan will always have the right to my undivided attention. You could never burden me. Would you like to sit a while?" Golden eyes glowed with paternal warmth, a tease at the edges of his words. "It's odd, but I'm suddenly in the mood for squirrel."

It was true, the interests of the Clan and interacting with each individual could never be a burden to him. He had given his life in service to every cat here; to the concept of TreeClan as a whole, just society; to the preservation of the legacy laid down by so many cats before him. There were times when he valued his privacy, but fortunately the need to give his attention to TreeClan and the need to hide himself away seldom clashed.

I've been building up all these kingdoms for so long
It's good to be king

114 Moons || TreeClan || 302 Words || Fae Magic

[Fae Magic]

Beauty is a joy that forever increases
It will never pass into nothingness

Looking up at the tom that had led Treeclan for so long made her remember when she was a kit wanting to be something great one day but afraid to push for anything because frankly she was different then a lot of the cats around. She didn't like the thought of killing cat, predator, or prey. She wanted to peace even if she knew sometimes war, death, and sacrifice meant a way to have peace. She wondered if Lionstar would grant her a wish. Or at least tell her how she could go about fulfilling her wish. Taking a breath to calm herself Primrosepetal grabbed the squirrel again and began making her way towards her leader. Setting the prey down by his paws she raised her head to give him a small smile. 

"You look like you just came back from somewhere. Did you take a stroll though the stream or something? You're wet." she asked with a teasing smile as she sat down and cocked her head to study the older warrior further.

She didn't speak with Lionstar much if at all as she had seen him very much unreachable compared to others. Not that she wouldn't try of course since she did love to talk and make friends. But, sitting with the leader of her clan was something different and she wasn't sure of how to proceed or act. He showed a warmth of paternal behavior that made her relax a little bit and looked out towards camp thoughtfully. 

"I um..I wanted to ask you about something Lionstar. I know you probably watch the clan members often enough and you were there when I was born..." she frowned trying to find a way to say what she wanted to get out. 

"I don't have a mate or a crush for that matter to be able to help bring kits into Treeclan to continue its numbers. But, is there someway that I could become a queen? I do love kits even if I don't have my own just yet...I don't like being a warrior; not that it isn't an honor it's just not me. I don't like killing even if it's to hunt...I would fight of course if I'm called to to protect my clan but I rather not fight. It's not a warrior's mentality that I have...I don't feel as if I'm contributing to the clan."  she said looking back at him with concern and a bit of distress in her eyes even if she kept her face masked mostly from showing how deeply she felt inside about the matter.

She didn't want to bother her leader about something like that but she needed answers and he was the only one that would be able to help her; his word was law after all so if he could help her out somehow that would be better then nothing. Or at least give her a new way of looking at her duties even if she couldn't change her position within the clan. No on was interested in the young and naive warrior. Her personality didn't match well with others around her. They were bold or bright minded individuals while she tended to be too clingy and soft. 

"I guess I just need some answers or some type of closure. I don't feel...like I'm putting anything into this clan." she sighed her shoulders slumping a bit as she looked at her paws. 

Hunting and border patrols meant nothing to her when it came to the grand scheme of things. She wasn't the best at fighting and she was decent at hunting but she didn't like the task. The words meant to comfort or encourage ends up somehow being too pushy or ends up making others mad. She didn't understand what she was doing wrong.

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[Fawn]

Lionstar

The crown is getting heavy
But they've written my name in the stars

Lionstar rested back on his haunches, sitting and listening patiently to Primrosepetal's doubts. She was uncomfortable with her position in the Clan, wanting to be a queen but the stars were not yet in her favor. It was a common dilemma; he thought of Gentlebreeze, who only ever wanted to be a queen, and other soft souls such as Silverfern (his younger half sister) and Moonfeather, who excelled as a nurturing mother but struggled with the ways of hunting.

"I can't change your station within the Clan, Primrosepetal. At least, not to the title of queen as it is not mine to give." Only nature could grant such a thing. Golden eyes rested on her gently. "But I can offer some advice. It may not seem like it, but there is much to be done as a warrior beyond just hunting and fighting. You can still assist the queens by kitsitting or fetching them soaked moss when they can't leave their little ones. Dens need to be insulated to protect them from the chill of leaf-fall and leafbare. Apprentices need the guidance of a thoughtful, kind warrior such as yourself." Lionstar smiled ruefully, empathizing with her pacifist nature. Hunting and fighting were second nature to him - but that didn't mean he could not imagine what this life must be like in another cat's perspective.

"Does the prayer give you peace? When we thank StarClan after every kill. Taking a life, no matter how small or seemingly trivial, should always be treated with respect. Feeding the Clan is one of the most important contributions a warrior can make, but it may not feel this way when you have the heart of a caregiver."

As they spoke, Lionstar gestured to the nursery, where two healthy kits tumbled around each other under their mother's watchful gaze. "May I share something with you, Primrosepetal? Being a mentor and teaching a young life how to thrive is one of the greatest hallmarks of my life. It's a lot like being a parent; you are their teacher, their support system, their role model. It becomes your job to look out for their best interests and prepare them for the future. I think mentoring would suit you well, Primrosepetal - oftentimes the mentors learn about themselves too, with every new 'paw to train."

I've been building up all these kingdoms for so long
It's good to be king

114 Moons || TreeClan || 387 Words || Fae Magic

[Fae Magic]

Beauty is a joy that forever increases
It will never pass into nothingness

She looked a bit down at the fact that she couldn't change positions but the more that Lionstar spoke the more she seemed to have the knowledge dawn on her. She still wasn't happy with the fact that she couldn't just switch but as Lionstar began to descirbe what she could do gave her a more sense of her rank. She did love kits and younger cats within her clan. She had thought that being a queen would work but the more that she thought about it the more she realized that yeah, she was still young and had a lot of her life ahead of her. She could be helping others by training and doing other selfless acts that she did on a regular daily basis. Maybe her self doubt was coming from the lack of attention she got from others when it came to her deeds. People didn't see her or thank her half the time for the things that she did for them and maybe she thought that if she got a see able rank instead of a number within a rank that she'd be seen. Sighing she looked over towards the nursery and watched the kits too.


"Yeah, that does make more sense. I wouldn't mind helping the apprentices train. I help around camp as much as I can I just feel as if I'm not doing enough...that my actions that help keep the clan happy isn't seen...that I'm not being seen as someone with potential." she shrugged looking back down at her paws and idly poked at her tail that was curled up around her paws. 

"I went to help Sagepaw out awhile back and the more I talked to her the more that she made me feel as if when I talk to people I tend to say the wrong stuff and it made me doubt myself...I talk too much and I don't always think about what I say. I tend to insult others or talk about stuff that I don't actually know about when it comes to how others are feeling and that doesn't make people want to be around me. So I tend to do stuff around the clan to make up for it I guess." she looked at Lionstar and tilted her head as she studied him lost in thought not realizing that she was staring before she shook her head and looked back towards the clan camp.

"Maybe I'm just...lonely? I dunno." she shrugged. 

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