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    Roach
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    Roachpaw ~Shadowclan Apprentice

    The older apprentice did not know how to feel. It had been two days since he learned that not only would he have scarring across his face, but permanent damage to his left eye. The whole situation still felt so—surreal. Roachpaw had no idea how to absorb this information as a part of him kept hoping to wake up with his full sight intact. Frowning at the feeling of hope that would rise within before disappointment would quickly take its rightful place. It was hard for the dark tom to come to terms that he has basically starting at ground zero once more. Moons of vigorous training could not prepare him for having to adapt to his limitations of sight.

    The physically and mentally wounded feline had decided to choose the nest furthest away from anyone around him in the medicine den. He couldn’t bring himself to be social as he knew that he needed time to process before he could try to heal. Hareflight’s words constantly ringing in his ears as a reminder that taking deep breaths and remaining calm could do well for the overwhelming stress on his body. Though— that was easier said than done; especially when ones mentor and leader resides within the medicine den as well. Letting his pale sunflower and milky yellow gaze slowly look over in Hornetstar’s direction.

    Lips pressing tightly together as he quietly watches the older feline that rested several fox lengths away. Ears flicking back as embarrassment and shame prickled at his ruffled pelt. Roach didn’t know how to talk to his mentor; not after having more than likely disappointed him. The thought of being a disappointment to one he looked up to;  stung more than the wounds that cut deeply into his flesh. Lips parting, chest heaving as he goes to speak up; to say anything. Yet…only tense silence continues between them. Mentally cursing himself as he fights to gain control of his emotions. For days he relished in feeling numb, to pushing his emotions away. Avoidance could only work for so long.

    Biting his lip so harshly that he could taste the metallic taste of his blood against his tongue. The feeling of nervousness was certainly a change for the usually robust and outspoken tom. He had even gone to be the one to avoid Skunkpaw instead of the usual other way around. Pawing at the moss nest, not caring if he was making a mess and would be scolded later. Hooking his claws into the soft foliage and pulling it away from its confinements was strangely satisfying to him. Without looking back at the exhausted leader, he mumbles out: “Being stuck in here sucks doesn’t it?” He breathily laughs at his words. Silence was becoming too suffocating to him, but he still did not want to admit that everything was changing. For the better? He wasn’t so sure.

    #6507
    Hornetstar
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    HORNETSTAR.

    Upon returning to camp the day the skirmish with SkyClan had happened on the border, Hornetstar had instantly been confined to the medicine cats’ den and ordered on bed rest. The first night and day hadn’t been so bad, as losing a life was always exhausting, and his throat had been very sore. Breathing had been a chore laying down, so he couldn’t have imagined what it would have been like if he had ignored Hareflight’s medical advice and soldiered on. Yet here he still was, two days later. It was getting annoying at this point, being ordered to take things easy. He supposed the skittish she-cat might be nervous since Saplingskies wasn’t here to help her keep an eye on all these patients, and just wanted to make sure her leader was okay, but still. He had a Clan to be running.

    That day the golden tom had situated himself at the entrance to the den, peering out into the Clan clearing to watch everything going on. He was pleased to note the fresh kill pile was well stocked, and he could see warriors and apprentices coming and going from doing their duties and training. A part of him knew the Clan wouldn’t instantly fall apart without him, but it was nice to have this reassuring visual before him. Actually, having these days off forced upon him had probably been a good thing after the incident he had landed himself and some of his Clanmates in. Even with the sting of loss still fresh, even if he had apologized to Firestar, the situation still rankled him and having time to think about it was… Admittedly refreshing.

    One of his ears flicked as a voice sounded from the back o his den, surprise flashing through him as he realized Roachpaw was still in the den. He felt terrible for forgetting about his own hurt apprentice’s situation, especially since it was quite the serious ordeal. Sight loss… Just another regret of many to add to his list. “Most definitely,” he agreed, rising from where he had been sat with a sigh. The poor usually rambunctious tom was probably starting to get stir crazy himself, even if he had the distraction of his eye injury. Actually, Roachpaw would probably kill for the opportunity to take his mind off such a heavy topic. So young, yet already needing to adjust to such a major life change. Hornetstar couldn’t help but feel like he had failed his apprentice, in so many ways.

    “I bet you’re just rearing to get back out there and cause more trouble,” he hummed, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Perhaps he could offer a bit of distraction for Roachpaw, even if they usually butted heads so much.

    #6565
    Roach
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    Roachpaw ~Shadowclan Apprentice

    Frowning slightly as he figures Hornetstar would ignore his lame attempt at making conversation. Restlessness was certainly kicking in for the tall lanky tom, his long slim tail continuously flickering side to side in order to contain the anxiousness building rapidly within.  His chest heaving as he takes deep needed breaths before looking around with disinterest. Even though his sight was limited, did not mean he found the medicine den any bit more interesting when he had full vision. Sure, the stacks of herbs all around intrigues him—it’s just the knowing that many of the sick have rested here only to never fully heal.‘Now that’s depressing’he cannot help but think with a slight roll to his eyes.

    Roachpaw had almost forgotten that he had broken the silence between the two until Hornetstar answers his rhetorical question. Jumping slightly before moving his head in the golden leader’s general direction. Immediate frustration spikes in him as he found it hard to focus on him. While he could see him well enough with just one eye, he found it nearly impossible to take in details from so far away. It made it seem that one side of his body was gone—a void as darkness is all he can differentiate between from his ‘affected side’. Squinting his eyes slight but flinching at the sharp sting radiating from the deep cut across his face. Quickly disguising the pain by grinning boyishly over at his mentor. A chuckle escaping him as he caught a brief glimpse of a small smile on Hornetstar.

    “Yes definitely, now I have to push back my plans of chaos. Cause I just love being stuck in here” he playfully mocks as he pokes a unknown herb. Nose wrinkling at the strong scents of earthly tones and perfumes of flowers, herbs, and spices. It was definitely a kick to his senses. The young tom was not sure how long he would be stuck in this den, but from how concerned she looked and sounded when talking to him—made him believe he was going to know the medicine den inside and out.“You and Smokewisp are going to go insane if I don’t start causing trouble soon. Can’t have that!” A mischievous glint flickers in his sunflower yellow eye, but his Milky left eye remained blank of emotion.

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