Alone (Open)

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A harsh leaf-bare breeze was sweeping over the moor. A thin layer of snow covered everything. It was one of the coldest, most bitter days of the season. But the coldest this wasn't outside in the snow. In fact, it right inside one of the warm dens...

Swiftbreeze was sorting through his herbs, his eyes half open and his mind wandering every other heartbeat. He put a poppy seed in the pile of marigold, and a juniper berry in the poppy seed's pile to replace the absent one. In fact, ever pile had a mixture of different herbs. No one would be able to tell which pile was which, even if it hit them in the face.

But mixing up herbs wasn't the only thing that was bothering him lately. A few sunrises before, one of the warriors came into the den with a deep wound they'd gotten by a bare branch that had cut them. He'd chewed up the cobwebs, put them on, then tried to press it down with burdock root. Of course that wound didn't heal as fast as it should've.

He debated talking with Foxstar. The leader would know what to do. But that would be to awkward for him. Foxstar said that they couldn't be together... but his love for the beautiful she-cat burned brighter then ever. Nightpaw had said that Badgerstep and Moonspirit were mates-was this how she felt?

"Arg... If Moonsight were here, things wouldn't be so difficult!" He unsheathed his claws and slashed at his herbs, ripping some in two. "I need an apprentice... An apprentice could keep my mind off things."

He padded towards the entrance of the medi-no, his-den and scanned the clearing. Hm... Nightpaw, Goosepaw, and Whisperpaw... he thought. "Nightpaw is to stubborn. If she was my apprentice, there'd be fights every day. Goosepaw? Hm... Whisperpaw...? Well, maybe..."

He shook the thoughts away. "If there's really a cat out there destined to be my apprentice, Starclan, please show me who it is!"

((I want everyone, yes, everyonee to try to join this thread. One, because I've never RPed with everyone (or close to everyone) in one thread, and two, we need to keep this site active! Now... Who's with me?))

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((Can be the thread Cedarclaw and Swiftfire come in due to her having greencough. A puuurfect time to see if Swiftbreeze has what it takes. XD Come on Spotted! Ya gotta post in Up High! for we can help Deltra.))

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((Sure, works for me!))

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((I feel a long line of sick cats coming on ))

Whisperpaw walked towards the medicine cat den, her head down low. Gusts of frozen air beat at her thin, silvery pelt. The apprentice was in no shape to handle leaf-bare, especially on a day like today. Her body was naturaly small and thin with no extra fat for insalation and her very thin pelt did not help matters at all. Her body was almost constantly shivering during these cold, frozen moons, making it almost impossible for her to even build up any fat. it was just miserable for her during leaf-bare. An now, she had even cut her paw.

It wasn't bad, just a scrape, but it was on the bottom of her paw on the tender pads. It made it unbarable to even walk on it, much less finish hunting. Luckily, she was hunting with her mentor, so she brought in the rabbits the two had already gotten. They were scrawny little things- the rabbits that is- but better than nothing.

So here Whisperpaw was, limping into the Medicine Cat Den. She hadn't seen much of Swiftpa- no, he was Swiftbreeze now- since he had become medicine cat. She somewhat missed his flirty ways, not that she would ever tell him that. She was way to shy to do a thing like that. She sighed, then entered the den as quickly as her three good legs would let her.

Once inside, Whisperpaw looked around until she spotted Swiftbreeze. He seemed... distracted. Her ice blue eyes shifted form his form to the piles of herbs on the ground. Even she could tell that his herb sorting was going pitifully. Her eyes softened, echoing the pity and worry she felt. This must be hard for him. He had just lost his mentor, and now it was leaf-bare, and a hard one at that. She cleared her throat softly, then lowered her head. Um... Swiftbreeze? she said quietly, a whisper. C-can you l-look at my p-paw?

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Swiftbreeze jumped at the sound of Whisperpaw's voice, scattering the herbs he had been carrying every which way. He turned to face her and, silently, padded over. It was odd. Before he fell in love with Foxstar... heck, even before Moonspirit's death, it was hard to get him to shut up. Now, he didn't say a word as he came over to inspect the apprentice's paw.

After looking over Whisperpaw's paw, he went back to his piles of herbs, picked out a few dock leaves, and came back over. Chewing into a pulp, he slowly applied it to the she-cat's scrape.

"Better?" he rasped quietly. Without waiting for an awnser he went back to the back of his den and stared blankly at the mis-matched piles. He looked over his shoulder to see if Whisperpaw was still there. He smiled a bit before looking back down at the herbs.

Ah, he was such a mess.

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OOC: I have posted, Swifty (FINALLY! GEEZ! xP). Do you want to just skip to the point of Cedarclaw leading her in?

BIC: "What's going on in here?" A little mew sounded from one entrance of the medicine cat den, where it connected with the nursery. A small she-kit stood there, her blank, glazed over-looking blue eyes faced towards the numerous different voices that her sharp young ears picked up. The world around her was nothing but darkness, but Brightkit had yet to know if that was abnormal for any cat. To her, there was nothing wrong with her eyes. There was no problem. She was just another cat.

The silver she-kit seemed rather down. But, then again, that seemed to be the way she always was, now. The young cat hadn't had it easy in these last couple moons. All at once, her mother, Smallheart, had died, along with her three siblings- Starkit, Violetkit, and Glitterkit. All of them were gone. She was the last and only one remaining. Not to mention that Moonspirit had also gone. Of course, to Brightkit, Moonspirit had been nothing more that a friend and occasional playmate. She had no idea that Moonspirit had actually been her mother. But no cat knew that, either. Well, a couple toms did, but Brightkit knew nothing of it all.

Still, the deaths had hit her hard. The once cheerful kit was now a gloomy little cloud that floated around the nursery, feeling lost and confused. The cats she had relied on for help and company were gone. She just didn't know what to do with herself anymore. So she stayed close to the nursery and medicine den, hoping to catch a whiff of a lingering and familiar scent.

Now Brightkit angled her face towards Swiftbreeze, Moonspirit's replacement, with a blank face, only half concerned, really. "Is something wrong?"