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Post by ❝ aloepaw ❞ on Apr 23, 2021 1:29:48 GMT
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Aloekit watched as the younger kits wrestled with each other, one pretending to be "Emberstar" and the others pretending to be Yellowstar and Vipereye. He watched them, but never felt obliged to join them. Something touched his heart then, his eyes drifting over to the medicine cat's den. Starclan was calling him. Calling him to what, he didn't know. But he could feel the tension in his chest every time he thought about it. But Nettleheart was still a young medicine cat, right? He wasn't ready for an apprentice, was he?
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But it wasn't a hope, it was a known fact in Aloekit's mind that he would be a medicine cat one day. Well, if it didn't come true then the young ivory tom wouldn't cry about it. But he could clearly feel a calling towards that den.
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He looked away and focused back on the other kits and he thought about what it would take for him to become a warrior. He was a rather small cat, so strength and speed weren't his strong suits. He didn't know if he was a good swimmer or not yet, because he'd never been down to the river. Hunting though... He would probably be a good tracker with how strong his nose was, but hunting would be a struggle. Especially with his bright white coat. But he knew he would have to learn these skills anyway, even when being a medicine cat. Cause he knew he would have to protect himself and the cats around him.
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Another glance at the medicine cat's den.
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-- nettleheart
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until someone loves you, i'll keep you safe. but like them i will give you away.
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Post by -- nettleheart on May 3, 2021 20:04:32 GMT
 it had been nearly two moons since the signs had begun. subtle at first, like the dawning of a faint scent triggering some long forgotten memory tucked within the furthest corners of his mind. yet those signs quickly grew, blossoming into omens that simply could not be ignored. nettleheart tasted it in the air like inhaling the sweet intoxication of fresh honey. it lingered in his food and clung to his tastebuds long after the medicine cat had eaten. aloe. it was no coincidence, nettleheart knew. aloe plant didn't readily grow in the moist and humid regions of riverclan territory, yet its presence in nettleheart's life was so painfully evident. the large tabby tom signed as he straightened up, unconsciously passing his tongue over his lips. nettleheart's green eyes drifted toward the mouth of his den, almost as if he could sense a pair of eyes burning into his pelt. when no one was there, the tom chalked it up to the rapid and recent times of change that had unsettled riverclan in the past moon. nettleheart grunted at the thought, yellowstar's ascension from medicine cat to leader had been sudden and decisive and he didn't think anyone would have anticipated how quickly that change would come. the hum of camp was dampened by the walls of the medicine cat den and nettleheart knew now was as good a time as any. aloekit's apprentice ceremony would soon be approaching and something told him starclan wasn't about to let up on their insistency. heaving to his paws, the large tom gave his coat a vigorous shake before he stepped out of his den and into the clearing. nettleheart's green eyes drifted toward the nursery where they found aloekit perched a few tail lengths from his tussling den mates. the ivory tom's head was already lifted in nettleheart's direction and for a moment, the medicine cat resisted whirling around and marching right back into his den. was he ready for an apprentice? the tom wasn't so sure, but starclan had certainly seemed to make up their minds for him. nettleheart had to remind himself that this was a necessary step - for now, riverclan were managing after driving out emberstar and his followers, but how long would that last? nettleheart would need all the help he could get. swallowing the lump in his throat, the tabby tom lifted his head and beckoned after the little white tom. " aloekit?" he called with a swoop of his tail. " come on over, would you? i'd like a word." ❝ aloepaw ❞ for ❝ quasar ❞ |
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Post by ❝ aloepaw ❞ on May 4, 2021 6:02:37 GMT
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Nettleheart stepped out of his den and immediately turned to face Aloekit head-on. There was a pause between them, as Aloekit stared at the tom who would be his mentor soon enough. He had no doubt that Starclan was screaming at the medicine cat, just as they had been screaming at him in his own dreams. The small kit's eyes gazed at Nettleheart until the big tom called him over. And without waiting for a single heartbeat Aloekit came to his paws and made his way over to the medicine cat's den.
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"I want to be a medicine cat." He said straight forward and matter-of-factly. "They told me in my dreams that I'm meant to be one. And I want to if you'll take me." His tail flicked behind him and his ears were straight forward, his eyes staring straight into Nettleheart's with confidence, or perhaps a lack of fear, that could only be rivaled by the strongest warrior. He knew what he wanted, he knew that he wasn't going to make the best warrior apprentice. He was already teased for his size and his strangeness. The most logical thing for him to do would be to become a medicine cat, especially with his sharp memory.
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"If I have to be a warrior, then I will, but I want to use my skills to their full power. I'm really good at remembering, and I have a really good nose for smelling. I also, really want to help my clan to the best of my abilities."
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-- nettleheart
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Post by -- nettleheart on May 14, 2021 18:49:19 GMT
aloekit immediately came at nettleheart's beckon, the little ivory tom's gaze fixed on the medicine cat with an incomprehensible intensity. as soon as the kit had approached, the young tom wasted no time with greetings. " i want to be a medicine cat." aloekit spoke with such a sureness in himself that nettleheart's mind was sent reeling. how could aloekit know, at so young, that was what he truly wanted? the young kit's confidence in his decision directly flew in the face of everything nettleheart had felt within himself when he was a youngster being propositioned by yellowstrike at the time. " they told me in my dreams that i'm meant to be one. and i want to if you'll take me." nettleheart's throat felt dry, and he blinked slowly in an attempt to process the words falling onto his ears. he was brought back to his apprenticeship, to a time in which he'd felt so certain of his future as a warrior. yellow strike's haunting words rang in his ears as if the older tom were beside him whispering secrets. nettleheart was reminded of that earth shattering moment, the time in which his entire world vision and anticipated future crumbled to the ground right then and there. at the time, it had not felt like a moment of celebration. it was a complete and utter derailment of everything nettleheart thought he would ever become. yet here aloekit stood before him, not only requesting but desiring this future for himself. nettleheart swallowed hard, pushing against his own demons that swelled up in his chest. being a medicine cat was an honourable position, and an important one, he reminded himself. while most cats would dream of such a privilege, he had to understand that a select few like himself and yellowstar were simply different. aloekit was not only confident in himself, but starclan was too. nettleheart would have been lying if he said he wasn't flabbergasted at the thought that the young tom was already communicating with starclan. he may not have even believed it if their starry ancestors had not been haunting him as well. even now, as aloekit looked into the medicine cat's green eyes and admitted he would ultimately be whatever he was called upon to do, nettleheart knew that their fates together had already been decided. the large tabby tom lifted his head and cleared his throat as he searched for the right words to follow. " hm, well. that's quite the statement." nettleheart's eyes narrowed as he inspected aloekit inquisitively, trying to imagine their fates entwined together. " what you are asking of me is no small request." the medicine cat already knew what the outcome of their conversation would be, and yet he still felt implored to remind the young cat to reflect deeply within himself to decide if this is the path he truly wanted. starclan could be damned. fate or no fate, nettleheart wanted to believe so desperately that they too had a choice in their own futures. " being a medicine cat is tough. you'll be well respected, but you will be held to a higher code and moral standard than your peers, do you understand? your clan mates will look to you for answers, even if you don't always have them. your life will be riddled with constant sickness and death, but so too will your experience the triumphs of your hard work. is that the path you would choose for yourself?" the tabby lowered his broad head to meet aloekit's gaze directly, his whiskers quivering as a studied the ivory tom's response. ❝ quasar ❞ for ❝ aloepaw ❞. |
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Post by ❝ aloepaw ❞ on May 15, 2021 4:23:40 GMT
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"being a medicine cat is tough. you'll be well respected, but you will be held to a higher code and moral standard than your peers, do you understand? your clanmates will look to you for answers, even if you don't always have them. your life will be riddled with constant sickness and death, but so too will your experience the triumphs of your hard work. is that the path you would choose for yourself?" Aloekit stared at the older tom, his gaze strong and unwavering. Were there doubts? No... he wanted the young white kit to be sure that this was the path he wanted to take.
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There was a pause from the little kit, his eyes too busy studying the large tabby before him to be doubting his dreams. "I don't want anything else." His voice was firm and straightforward. He honestly wanted nothing else. His father would cheer him on in whatever position he was given. But, he wanted nothing more than to use his abilities to their full potential. Also...
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"I want Riverclan to know that I care." After that sentence his eyes dropped to the ground. He wanted his clan to know just how much he cared about them. That he wasn't a heartless kit who only cared for himself. He knew his mother thought he was a failure of a kit, that he would never make good of himself. It wasn't that he wanted to feel useful. He genuinely wanted to show Riverclan how much he cared for them, even if it was in a strange way.
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"And that I'm going to do everything I can to help them."
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