holding on to that feeling - magpie

[Shimmerkit.]

Shimmerkit is used to the comings and goings of apprentices from the nursery. At first, she didn't understand it, not quite grasping why they needed to be there when they were not nursing kits themselves or had kin among the kits living here. As usual, Lavendersong had to sit her daughter down and explain that they were likely doing tasks assigned by their mentors, bringing moss or other bedding materials to be of use to the queen. Shimmerkit didn't say anything but thought that was boring and totally not what she thought apprentices would do.

When Magpiepaw slips into the nursery, Shimmerkit watches them like a shadow, watching as the apprentice went about their duties. "Do you have to do these sorts of tasks often?" Shimmerkit asks, looking up at Magpiepaw with bright blue eyes. "Does your mentor not like to take you hunting or on patrol?"

@Magpiepaw! ​

 

[Magpiepaᴡ]

The worst part of any apprenticeship was taking care of the clan. It was like grown, full capable cats suddenly dont realize they could make their own nests or fetch their own prey. But why do that when an apprentice can do? That was how they saw it and they huffed slightly in response, not liking the idea of having to pick ticks from others’ pelts nor some warriors nasty bedding. Warriors’ werent as clean as they claimed to be! OR well that’s what they told themselves and it made them roll their eyes in exasperation.

The young chocolate and black cat moved about the camp floor with one paw dragging behind the other. Magpiepaw just didnt understand it but yet it was required regardless of their constantly complaining. Nests had to be made and at least they managed to be assigned to the nursery. The smell of milk and warmth was always more welcoming than the sweat and tears of warriors’ in their nests.

The young cat padded into the nursery and breathed in a heavy breath of the warmth in it, before they stared to get to work with gathering old moss together in a pile to be taken out. Though as they worked, it felt like there was something watching them. Blue and yellow gaze moved from the moss they had at paw for a small little figure in the darkness of the nursery. A brow raised in response but they kept working quietly regardless, probably disturbed the kit that was sleeping.

No- they were wrong. It was Shimmerkit, the young blue-eyed kitten looked up at them with round eyes and Magpiepaw felt themselves freeze slightly in response. Right! Say something, dont just stare. Magpiepaw gave a small flitting shrug of their shoulders, “Sure they do, sometimes, but we’re also meant to help out with mundane tasks like making nests, picking ticks and clearing out dirtplace” They explained to Shimmerkit with a small flick of their tail.

“Got to do something boring to make up for the cooler parts of things,” They commented idly and gestured with a front paw at the moss they had piled up onto the ground. ​

"Speech"​

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Of A Monster​

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[Shimmerkit.]

It takes a moment for Magpiepaw to respond to her question, initially freezing in place before giving a response. Shimmerkit listens with interest for a little while before deciding that all sounds rather boring. "That doesn't sound very fun," Shimmerkit admitted, feigning a sigh. "Besides don't warriors sometimes give you those same tasks as punishments?" She already knew the answer to that, having seen some grumbling apprentices forced to clean the nursery for shirking other responsibilities.

"When I become an apprentice I am going to be training alllllllllll day," Shimmerkit declares, suddenly dropping to a crouch. The little kitten looks as though she were about to pounce on some unseen target but then suddenly straightens. "I'm going to become the youngest and bestest warrior ever!"​