Private Dec 23, 2018 17:57:31 GMT -5
Post by Shadowstartheleader on Dec 23, 2018 17:57:31 GMT -5
Lavenderfur bit his lip as he heard the noticably flat tone that accompanied what the apprentice was saying. He felt a jab of frustration that a cat as young as this one was able to feel so helpless by the circumstances he was living in. it felt unfair that a young cat training to be a warrior had to grapple with...hopelessness and lack of direction when most cats his age were dealing with some combination of warrior training, crushing on other apprentices, and getting out of responsibilities.
Unable to find the right thing to console the young cat, Lavenderfur simply said no more and padded further. He was growing tired quickly from how much he was carrying, and when the apprentice almost swerved into him he knew the same must be true. He mumbled an 'its ok' through the prey and continued on. Once Aspenpaw dropped his own prey, Lavenderfur followed suit, looking for a good spot to bury all of it.
He soon began digging, his legs quickly dirtying from the work. He was trying to make a big ditch for the several pieces of prey, and it took longer than he expected even with the two of them working on it together. Once they finished, he gave a sigh of exhaustion. "There's still some on the pile, I think..." He mumbled with disdain.
Tawnyface slowly shook her head, looking briefly down at her paws as Hazelrunner disagreed and stated that Shadowpaw had been presenting more strength and resiliency than anything else. She thought of memories of the cat pathetically cowering from his father's blows of rage, not even attempting to defend himself as his father beat upon him. it had happened enough times, Shadowpaw knew fighting back made it worse.
Memories like these were how Tawnyface had classified the cat as merely a pathetic one, but one of Hazelrunner's words stuck with her. Resilient. "More resilient than any cat I've ever met." Biting her lip, Tawnyface wondered what could make Shadowpaw resilient. He certainly hadn't shown resilience in battle or resilience in his warrior duties while in Shadowclan.
But...he did make it through all of that... She blinked, momentarily hiding the deep thought visible in her eyes. Maybe Shadowpaw did have a hint of resilience to him. Nightstar was a giant, strong cat. To make it through all of that...definitely not unscarred, but...alive--maybe that was a feat of resilience.
Her throat cleared awkwardly and she listened in again as Hazelrunner suggested that she speak with Shadowpaw about all of this. "Oh, no." She shook her head quickly. "That's not part of the deal. This is between you and me." Her gaze remained fixed hard towards the other she-cat despite having turned out towards the moor. She swallowed and imagined speaking with Shadowpaw. "Oh, hey, sorry about all those times I helped pick on you. Also, its cool you made it out of Shadowclan. Good luck." No, she wasn't one for deep words, apologies, or consolation. That wasn't her job.
As she stood to leave, Tawnyface waited to see if Hazelrunner had anything left to say, then nodded slightly to the Windclan warrior. "Well, um..." She cleared her throat awkwardly a second time. "Thanks, I guess." This was the second Windclan warrior who had managed to, in some way or another, impress her. Or at least...distinguish herself from the rest.
Leafpaw took in a deep breath, holding it for most of the duration as Speckleflower spoke, then releasing it with a noticeably dramatic sigh. "Well, it makes sense to step back at some point and stop assuming complete control over them. Life doesn't...offer any enjoyment otherwise. But I still can't help wondering at this point, because...Well...there's a point where you have to step in. If a badger is coming to kill your kits, you obviously step back in and do everything you can to fight that, whatever it is thats coming to kill your litter." Leafpaw took a breath and looked down at her paws. "Why doesn't Starclan do the same? The threat of Nightstar seems to be sweeping so far--he's already taken Riverclan. It sounds like Thunderclan is...experiencing something, I don't know if its related or not, but...isn't there a point where enough is enough? Where they have to choose to save their kin?"
She looked back up to Speckleflower. "We can't become our own cats if we're never allowed to experience challenges on our own..." She murmured quietly. "...but isn't the threat of our being wiped out great enough for them to step in?"