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Vulturemask had come to the realization that he hated newleaf. He had been too young to remember much of his first one...or he tried to not remember it anyway. But this time he had grown into an adult and discoverd something rather awful about it. Something he really wished he could hide away from or forbid his own clanmates to be doing. Unfortunately he had no such voice...but if he had..or maybe he could make up an prophecy that said starclan forbid them too...The medicine cat growled underneath his breath, a snort escaping them bitterly. Hopefully this would end soon...He really missed leafbare now and wished they could return back to that time instead. Dealing with dying cats in sickness for sure was far better than...this.
" Step forward if you need a check up or..." he paused, his eyes growing narrowed with a much displeased expression, almost like he was disgusted. " if you have fallen ill by the spring fever." Yes the sin to all of his misery this season. Why he rather stayed inside his den then be out here. The season of when his clanmates tried to find themselves mates, she-cats running around daydreaming about small tiny things at their bellies..and the toms proudly wanting to have something to brag about that belonged to their legacy. All of it was digusting. All of it made him sick. He wanted to cure it...or he wished too anyway. Anything so he never had to go through another birth ever again.
He really hoped newleaf would pass by quickly.
" Step forward if you need a check up or..." he paused, his eyes growing narrowed with a much displeased expression, almost like he was disgusted. " if you have fallen ill by the spring fever." Yes the sin to all of his misery this season. Why he rather stayed inside his den then be out here. The season of when his clanmates tried to find themselves mates, she-cats running around daydreaming about small tiny things at their bellies..and the toms proudly wanting to have something to brag about that belonged to their legacy. All of it was digusting. All of it made him sick. He wanted to cure it...or he wished too anyway. Anything so he never had to go through another birth ever again.
He really hoped newleaf would pass by quickly.
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