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April 6, 2020 at 11:00 am #5840
Already feeling bad for her intrusion of their cuddling session, Nettlenose didn’t bother to wait on the two before she turned and headed back to the two large boulders that made up the medicine den. As the fluffy feline slipped her way inside, her round eyes adjusting quickly to the dimmer light, she turned her chin and gave Startledcrow a short nod to let the tom know they were on their way. At least she had the comfort of his presence in times like this, she had enjoyed sharing her den every second since he had first become her apprentice. It was much better than being alone in this sort of thing.
The molly padded on soft paws over to where Wildpaw lay in his nest, his eyes closed softly as if he were resting, but his breathing pattern a bit inconsistent for a sleeping cat. Perhaps Startledcrow had indeed already awakened him and he was drifting off yet again?
“Wildpaw?” The medicine cat asked gently, her nose prodding the young tom’s cheek. “Would you sit up for a moment? Wolfstar and Goldenrose are coming in to see you, and Startledcrow and I would like to talk to all three of you about something important.” She informed him, making a small circle around the apprentice as she spoke so she could look him over. “How is your leg feeling today? Has the soreness faded any?”April 5, 2020 at 3:09 pm #5833
“Startledcrow, stay here with Wildpaw for just a moment. It’s time we updated Wolfstar and Goldenrose on Wildpaw’s condition, I’m off to fetch them. Wildpaw should be present for this too.” Nettlenose had quietly told the sleek black tom before she escaped the walls of her den and made for Wolfstar’s. Her heart felt heavy in her chest, her wide emerald green eyes focused but her brain in a weighted fog. While Wildpaw was welcome company, he wasn’t someone she had ever wanted to see in her den for such a period of time, with such extensive injury. Injury beyond repair…
How were she and Startledcrow to tell his parents? They who were so proud of their three kits, those same rambunctious kits who wanted nothing more than to serve their clan. They had been so eager since they were just old enough to stand! But Wildpaw’s leg…his eye, his ear…there wasn’t any hope that she could see for him in combat. Surely his siblings would find the news saddening as well. Wildpaw was her own half-brother and the thought was crushing to her alone! Her paws hitting gently against the warm ground, the medicine cat paused outside of the leader’s den and drew her breath. She figured she would find the pair inside, and wanted to be collected. If she appeared bothered, they would surely begin to worry before she even gave them such troublesome news.
As a soft breeze ruffled her creamy fur, the molly tried to find herself calmed by the new-leaf’s sweet scent in the air. She then ducked her head a bit, slipping half-way into the entrance of the den to peek inside. “Wolfstar, Goldenrose?” Nettlenose called, her voice gentle and even as ever. “Are the two of you in here? I’d like a word, please. Startledcrow and I would like to talk to you in the medicine den about Wildpaw…“April 5, 2020 at 2:55 pm #5832
Nettlenose greeted Goldenrose and Tinyflame with a warm smile, always pleased to see the two, and was even happier to have them join her as they waited for the announcement Wolfstar would give. “Tinyflame, Goldenrose~” The medicine cat greeted softly, dipping her head to them. “I hope you’re both well this morning.” Which was something she truly found interest in, both as a healer and a friend. She knew though that Tinyflame must be struggling with Owlbelly’s condition, and as such she made a mental note to check in with the molly at a later time.
For now her gaze trailed to Wolfstar. She was thrilled to hear that the mountain lion hadn’t made itself known as of today, though as Wolfstar spoke of his son’s misfortune her heart ached. It was a tragedy what had become of the new apprentice, and the news she would have to give to her father and his mate concerning his condition. However, for now came the part of interest. The new deputy was to be announced.
Nettlenose watched contently as Desertrose was announced. What a fine choice she thought! The molly was happy to support the she-cat however she could, and would trust her guidance alongside Wolfstar’s. She called out a warm congratulations and then stood, knowing she had much to attend within her den.March 31, 2020 at 4:07 pm #5765
A little rumble of a prrbbbt rose from Nettlenose’s throat as she heard her father’s voice bellow through the air, summoning the clan’s cats to gather beneath the rock. She began to rise from her nest, where she had bedded for a momentary nap, her round green eyes blinking the sleep away as she stretched her limbs. The fluffy molly shook her coat off, quickly pulling a stray piece of dried grass from her fur, which had snagged from her nest.
The short-legged medicine cat slipped out from her den and padded out a little bit, stopping and facing where Wolfstar stood, her gaze trailing up to him as she sat. She had a feeling she knew what this was about, after her and Startledcrow had somewhat recently given news to the leader about how serious their deputy’s illness was. Someone had to fill the spot, and she was anxious to know who had been chosen.
She saw Falconpaw, and Quiethawk, her tail swishing as the rest of the clan slowly trickled in. Whoever was picked, she would be supportive of them, accepting. WindClan had so many fine members.
March 31, 2020 at 3:59 pm #5764
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Heatherpaw pondered her mentor’s question as he followed her, excited that she would decide her first bout of training. When she play fought with her siblings, she had to make up for her lack in physical strength by using her speed and quick judgement.
“I…think I’d like to learn about hunting!” The molly decided, her eyes shining brightly as she made her decision. As soon as they stepped out of the camp, her nose had been flooded with so many new scents, many of those being prey. She wanted the chance to provide for her clan with food that she herself caught! The thought of it seemed so thrilling and prideful.
“Think thats ok to do, Silvershadow? I hear the prey is best during new-leaf!“March 18, 2020 at 5:01 pm #5470
Now that Heatherkit was out of the den and standing in the clearing, where her clan waited with warm smiles to receive their new apprentices, her heart began to thud louder in her small chest. She tried to puff it out a bit and show her pride, feeling the nerves she knew her brothers also shared. Pride, worry, anticipation…all of it seemed to ring in her ears.
She joined her kin beside Wolfstar, her eyes staring out amongst the cats gathered, and then to her brothers as they received their new names. A warmth enveloped the young feline from her nose to the tip of her tail upon seeing her siblings join a new rank, receiving their mentors. A smile replaced her fears. And then it was her turn. As she took the center front, her breathing picked up a bit, anxiously her tail flickered….
Heatherpaw! She was Heatherpaw now!! Beaming, she looked back to her brothers and her father before out at the new clan, wondering which warrior would be chosen to be her mentor. As Silvershadow was selected, the young molly felt elated as she would have been with just about anyone, watching the she-cat come to meet her. She beamed at the warrior with wide, round eyes, looking ecstatic about the decision and unconcerned for her appearance.
“I’ll do my best to impress you!” Heatherpaw promised her new mentor, and she meant it.March 10, 2020 at 10:39 am #5377
It was often that Nettlenose chose to go out during the late evening to search for herbs, when the air was cool and the light was low. She found the peace comforting, the buzz and humming of the bugs that cooed their noises in the ending day a welcoming friend as she prowled the terrain for herbs. However, this evening wasn’t meant for peace it seemed.
The fluffy medicine cat had come ru”nning back to camp as fast as her short legs could manage, fighting to keep up with Eveningstorm, who had come to fetch her. The news that he had given her had been a shock to say the least, a worry bursting from her chest compared to no other. Startledcrow had been injured…? Something about the river? The details didn’t matter, what mattered was that her dear friend received the help it sounded like he needed.
As Nettlenose came skidding into the medicine den, her lips parted in a soft gasp to see the tom’s form, chest heaving a bit from the intense run. Seeing him shriveled and contracted in pain, she trotted cautiously over to his tense form, her wide round eyes looking over him in disbelief. “Oh, Startledcrow…what in Starclan’s name…” She whispered after setting down the herbs she had brought with her from her hunt.
“Tell me where it hurts when I press down.” She instructed, recognizing his hunched form to be a sign of internal pains. Gently, she lifted a paw and started near his hips before moving inward and lightly pressing on his chest area after his abdomen. Noticing a stronger reaction there, and the labored way he was breathing, her fur stood on end as she began to worry for his lungs above all.
“A couple of juniper berries, and some coltsfoot just to be safe for his shortness of breath…only a couple of poppy seeds for now so he can communicate with me…“She busily mumbled under her breath as she gently prodded near his ribcage. She had never seen the tom look so fragile and weak, her heart squeezed at the sight, her prodding paw trying to keep from trembling. She had to be strong for him…March 4, 2020 at 4:46 pm #5325
The day was here. Their day was here. Today, Heatherkit and her two brothers were to leave the comforting nests within the nursery, trade their mothers warm side for a bed of their own. Their world was about to become so much more than just the camp they had played in for six moons now.
Heatherkit drew in a deep breath, her eyes looking over Wildkit, how nervous he seemed, and her other brother Breezekit. She knew her brothers were both strong in their own ways, as was she, but of course they both must be as nervous as she felt. If not for going into this with them, she wasnt sure if she’d find enough strength to march out and face her clan.
But this wasnt the case. She had her brothers, and the confidence they always gave her, and that extra push from her mother. Her chest puffing out, she grinned at her brother in Regards to his question. “I’m not sure who I’ll get, but…they better be ready!” The young she-cat hummed.
“We’re together in this, brothers, let’s show them how strong we can really be for Windclan!”
Feeling a sense of pride for her siblings and herself, she stepped foot out the nursery and onwards to the next part of her life. She followed her brothers to where they would stand before the clan, eyes gleaming. They were nervous but they would be ok. The clan was watching, their parents were watching. Excited and nervous, she drew in a deep breath, tail gently skating across the ground.February 23, 2020 at 3:10 pm #5248
A sadness ebbed at Nettlenose’s heart upon learning of Hickoryroot’s illness. She wondered if she should mention possibilty taking a look at her fellow healer before they left, but wasnt sure overstaying their welcome was the brightest idea at the moment. Especially after the battle that had just occurred.
Grateful that RiverClan agreed to hear out what they had come for, she followed their leader to her den, which proved harder than she had thought. Was everything in this water-oriented clan slippery?! The fluffy furred feline moved slowly up to the den in comparison to the natives of Riverclan, her stocky legs moving stiffly as she put every paw precisely where it felt stable. Eventually, she made it, and waited to be seated beside her father.
“Wolfstar and I have come with a warning,” Nettlenose began, drawing her breath in steady and even as she recalled the terror that had visited her when the sky was growing dark. “I received an omen that we felt needed to be shared to all clans. There were birds, filling the skies like dark and loud shadows, crying and swarming and swooping.” The medicine cat shuttered, her round eyes glancing over Riverclan’s ranks.
“Though most frightening was the cold. It was so frigid, as freezing as…well, death. And one thing was certain, and very clear. Whatever this ominous warning is, it will affect all clans.”February 18, 2020 at 6:16 pm #5204
When the words had finished spilling from the molly’s mouth, she felt a flurry of different things. There was the relief of getting her thoughts off her chest, but also the unknowings of how the tom would react to her sudden burst of regrets. She could feel a slight weakness in her knees as her confidence began to ebb away and gave way to worry on how he would respond, if she deserved forgiveness just yet, if he needed more time…
Her fluffy head remaining lowered as she heard the tom rise, she braced for his words, her round eyes momentarily squinting shut before his voice carried through the air. His voice was…not angry, it seemed, dare she even take it as soft. As his tongue rasped affectionately across her ear, she raised her head quickly, her already large eyes growing wider in disbelief at Startledcrow’s empathy. Wise beyond his years, he truly was. She regretted not telling him even more.
The medicine cat melted a bit at his words, unable to not press her face into his shoulder, momentarily amazed as she always was by how tall he was now. She couldn’t look down on him like she literally had when he was but a new apprentice. This was her partner, her tie to StarClan. They worked together. A mother? She didn’t deserve that, but she couldn’t say she didn’t love to hear it. The molly felt as if she doted a bit on the tom like a mother indeed would, and she certainly regarded him as her own within her heart.
“I promise I won’t hide something like this again. I’m proud of your strength Startledcrow, and I’m happy I can learn some things from you, like this.” She hummed. “And, what can I say, I’m still so happy for the joy you bring to my sister, and for what she brings to you. The kits…I want to spend so much time with them…“ The medicine cat said a bit dreamily, her tone soft. With no kits of her own, she adored the thought of doting on her sisters.February 18, 2020 at 5:43 pm #5202
Nettlenose, by the awkward and stiff feeling in the air, had been sure that Startledcrow would let the conversation end after he had answered. Thus she was surprised when he picked it up again a short moment later, carrying on updating her about some herbs he had taken upon himself to replace, and some he hadn’t managed to find while poking around. As she listened to the tom speak of the herbs and the health of the clan, her heart swelled a little. The tom was truly a healer in every way, had exceeded her expectations and learned well, served his role as medicine cat even when he must feel she doubted him.
The fluffy she-cat turned to him with a sudden firmness, her round eyes bearing into him, no longer seeming able to avoid him as she seemed to have made up her mind. Nettlenose was always quite diligent when she had her mind set, her ears standing more alert as she straightened her stance. “Startledcrow, I owe you the most truthful of apologies.” She began, her tone certain and managing to be even. “I wronged you, its true. I should have come to you and sought your guidance as my equal, which you are, as soon as I had the omen. I can say I was shaken, and I was, but it doesn’t matter. I knew you could have comforted me, given me helpful insight on the dread I fear to come.” The molly continued.
“The unfortunate truth is I’m a coward when I feel like trouble is coming beyond my control. Telling you what was going on was just another confirmation that something truly horrible was coming, but it shouldn’t have stopped me from confiding in you.” She she-cat dropped her head, lowering it in a respectful apology, her eyes scorching into the ground. The words she spoke she believed in deeply, and it felt necessary to get off her chest. He deserved this apology. She couldn’t bare the guilt any longer, or the pain of his distance. He was essentially her kin.
“I’m sorry, Startledcrow. You mean as much as the moon to me, I truly love and care for you. I’m sorry for not being a better friend to you, and teacher. I hope what I’ve done hasn’t damaged us too terribly.“February 12, 2020 at 5:02 pm #5101
The journey had been tiring. Nettlenose and her father had traversed the lands to send the message of the ominous omen to the leaders of the five clans, all of which had responded differently but seemed to heed it fairly enough. Her stubby legs were tired, and she couldn’t wait to collapse into her own nest. Though something was off further. She noticed that the bedding that made up Startledcrow’s den seemed old, as if he hadn’t actually slept in it for some time, which made an uneasy feeling wash through her paws, her nose giving a little twitch. It was probably nothing…
The distracted medicine cat hadn’t even noticed when Startledcrow entered the den, his voice causing her shoulders to rise in a slight jump. She knew the voice, of course, the low rumble of the apprentice she had trained, the tone passive. She glanced briefly up at the tom as he crossed over to his nest, the shining droplets of rain water that clung to his dark pelt. Her heartbeat gained a slightly heavier beat as she gazed upon his form, sorrow washing over her as she realized he seemed not in the mood to talk to her still. She had hoped that upon her return things would have eased over.
“Startledcrow.” Nettlenose greeted quietly after she set the ball of wet moss down, her fluffy tail resting against the ground, still. Her body seemed tired, her shoulders somewhat downwards and a foginess to her gaze. “How were things while I was gone? Is there anything major to report?” She asked, having not yet gotten a good chance to update on the healthiness of the clan.February 12, 2020 at 12:21 am #5097
What felt good was the reassurance from Saplingskies that any omen or signs he would receive would be reported on, and that someone else who was in touch with StarClan could help keep an eye out. What felt awful was the complete passiveness of Hornetstar on the matter at hand. The tom looked as if he hadn’t believed a word Nettlenose had said, or at least he wasn’t bothered by it enough to where it had seemed like their trip was worthless. He just didn’t understand the terror of what she had experienced, of what was to come! Did she need to make things clearer?
Nettlenose found herself standing abruptly, one paw stepping towards ShadowClan’s leader as her emerald eyes widen. “Hornetstar…please.” The she-cat emphasized, her gentle tone remaining though her expression hardening, and perhaps a touch of desperation laced within. “Just…” She sighed and stepped back, dipping her head in a respectful manner before looking back to him with a smile. “I wish you and your clan the very best. Thank you for allowing us the chance to speak.” She gave Saplingskies a warm smile as well before she turned to her father and joined him upon exiting.
She felt unsatisfied with this visit, but said nothing of it. She didn’t want to cause some sort of mess for her father, and thus knew they had done all they could for the clan.February 12, 2020 at 12:12 am #5096
Nettlenose had found a rhythm in their journey, the way her paws hit against the earth resonating its own tune with nature’s own sounds. The melodic sounds around them as they traveled were nice, as they gave the medicine cat an almost hypnotic opportunity to think, her mind preoccupied with numerous things as they traveled what was almost the last leg of their journey. She knew that this was the trip her father must be looking forward to the most, as he showed a closeness to ThunderClan’s leader that didn’t compare to the other clans.
As they paused outside ThunderClan’s camp, her little trance broke, a smile forming on her lips as she felt her father’s tongue swipe comfortingly against her. She took the chance to look the tom over as he gave her praising words, equally impressed with him. Though the tom was growing older in his years and this journey must be a pain for him as well, she knew the leader would never let it show. “Its thanks to your guidance.” She hummed in response to him, gently butting her head into his shoulder.
Head holding high, she followed Wolfstar as they entered the camp, and her round emerald eyes trained curiously around. She was looking to see if they were injured as RiverClan had been, since they had apparently recently battled, and found that this was indeed true. Several cats around the camp had wounds, though as they approached Hollystar she found that the she-cat wasn’t in terrible shape. But…
Her chest gave a small pang as she stared at ThunderClan’s leader. Instantly she was reminded of the time she had accidentally poisoned both her and Wolfstar by giving them a false herb, but she forced herself away from the thought. They weren’t here about that. Instead, she dipped her head in a friendly manner to the she-cat, hoping she would receive no judgement of the omen she would deliver based on her former mistakes.February 12, 2020 at 12:00 am #5095
Nettlenose had been very curious about how things would play out in SkyClan as soon as the started heading there. While she knew Saffrongaze quite well, the she-cat was unfamiliar with Firestar, and didn’t know what to expect from the ginger tom. Her father’s expression didn’t give her much hint, but as the two entered the clearing her round emerald eyes found it easy enough to lock onto the tom’s flaming pelt. It stood out where he stood, the color lighting as the sun stroked it.
She peeled her gaze from the tom to see Rookfall, the deputy, and then glanced at her father to see if she could decide what he was thinking. He seemed a bit relieved that there was little hostility in the other leader’s voice, which gave her some comfort. A soft sigh escaped the molly’s lips, perhaps form her own relief, or perhaps from disdain of having to speak of the omen again. It hung over her shoulders like a steadily darkening cloud.
The fluffy molly’s ears perked a bit at Saffrongaze came out of her den, followed closely by Speckledpaw. For a moment of distraction, as she gazed upon the apprentice she felt reminiscent longing to be back with Startledcrow, in her own den, scolding him for folding up herbs wrong. Such a troublesome apprentice he’d been, but so endearing…!
The medicine cat shook such thoughts off, giving a friendly little smile as Firestar drew closer, and then led them off to his den. She waited for the leaders and Rookfall to sit before she took her seat beside Wolfstar, tail curling around her cream striped paws.
“Thank you for tolerating our sudden intrusion.” Nettlenose began, dipping her head as she meant this sincerely. She locked eyes with the leader, as if trying to emphasize how serious it was that they were here. “I do indeed have an omen to deliver, one that visited me and I believe to be a warning from StarClan. Death will come to the clans, of that I am certain.” She glanced to Saffrongaze, hoping her fellow healer was taking this in.
“I saw birds. Dozens of them, more than could be counted, all swooping and screaming such shrill cries. Ravens, to be more specific, inky and black.“ Her voice would drip to a spooked and soft whisper before she strengthened her voice again. “It was so very cold. What I’m certain of is that this is something that will affect all of us. I’m not sure the full extent of it all, but I can assure that it’s nothing good.“