Light pulsing, beckoning- even alone, this might have been a nice break from the bustle of ThunderClan's camp. Traversing to the moonstone these months was a pleasant journey, if not one Berryheart always had to take slow. Should he rush too much, he put himself at risk of suffering a bout of breathing problems- so early did he set off, letting his paws guide him as his mind wandered. Sunset and Shady resided within the nursery, and the knowledge that their kitting would be a soon-to-come thing played on his mind more often than it should. Or perhaps precisely as often as it should.
Kitting came with dangers, he knew that much. And it was his job to prevent those dangers- yet, not the tiniest iota of knowledge resided within his head save for biting upon a stick. Peepers had delivered kits before- as had Bear-tail. Odd-eyes he knew not of, and Pebbles and Stormy were young enough that it was a fair wager they had never witnessed such a thing. Each one of them held knowledge hostage, likely- but ThunderClan and himself had managed mostly to stave away a negative reputation. Besides... one had said he would offer aid. The rest- well, different perspectives would always be valued.
First to arrive, he sat within the cave allowing the light to flood his pupils, and his mind to wander. Thoughts skipped like stones- his father, the queens, what he might do. There was no shame in asking to be educated, he concluded. And really, it was not asking for much. No cat should wish the death of another, but much less that of a kitting queen and possibly her offspring. "Hello," he offered as the rest of the healers began to filter in, giving each a nod of acknowledgement as they settled. Well- almost each of them. Odd-eyes had been... ousted from his position, as Needles had so pridefully announced at the Gathering. But neither was his replacement anywhere to be seen; had he too been expelled?
Kitting came with dangers, he knew that much. And it was his job to prevent those dangers- yet, not the tiniest iota of knowledge resided within his head save for biting upon a stick. Peepers had delivered kits before- as had Bear-tail. Odd-eyes he knew not of, and Pebbles and Stormy were young enough that it was a fair wager they had never witnessed such a thing. Each one of them held knowledge hostage, likely- but ThunderClan and himself had managed mostly to stave away a negative reputation. Besides... one had said he would offer aid. The rest- well, different perspectives would always be valued.
First to arrive, he sat within the cave allowing the light to flood his pupils, and his mind to wander. Thoughts skipped like stones- his father, the queens, what he might do. There was no shame in asking to be educated, he concluded. And really, it was not asking for much. No cat should wish the death of another, but much less that of a kitting queen and possibly her offspring. "Hello," he offered as the rest of the healers began to filter in, giving each a nod of acknowledgement as they settled. Well- almost each of them. Odd-eyes had been... ousted from his position, as Needles had so pridefully announced at the Gathering. But neither was his replacement anywhere to be seen; had he too been expelled?
[ PENNED BY PIN ]