- Jun 21, 2022
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beesong hesitates to leave the sanctuary of camp tonight. after claws unsheathed and blood spilled underneath the past half-moon, he thinks anyone with a smidge of sensibility would. but the stars do not care for his opinion on the matter; there is an obligation for beesong to be present at fourtrees tonight, and he has never been one to shun his duties for his own personal misgivings. his affiliation with riverclan is proof of such.
so, underneath the furling branches of the four great oaks, they do find themselves. their breath fogs with each exhale in the chill of the night air, a constant reminder in the back of their skull that leafbare is not slowing in its approach. leaves crunch underfoot, signalling the approach of the other healers before the dim light of the moon bathes them in a pale glow. one, unfamiliar, crooked-jawed and ember-flecked. but the scent of the oak forest is strong, and beesong remembers too late emberstar's announcement the past gathering. cinderfrost had been exiled for her crimes, as demanded by shadowclan's new leader, and this young tom had been appointed by the stars to follow in her pawsteps.
beesong can only hope that he does not follow too closely, lest his own paws become bloodied.
he cannot say that he's sympathetic towards cinderfrost; perhaps it's because they've never shared a kinship outside of their shared career. but, seeing dandelionpaw without honeytwist, stings his heart. beesong thinks honeytwist was foolish for attacking bonejaw, even though he shared her own feelings towards the shadowclan healer revoking her own title. yet, fond memories of her from their time together in the pine colony sweetens the bitter taste in his mouth.
"hello again," beesong finally breathes, once they've all gathered. unconsciously, they drift closer to dawnglare than the rest. "let's try to avoid attempted murder this time around, if possible." their voice is forcibly lighthearted, but the clench of their jaw suggests that they feel anything but mirthful.
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so, underneath the furling branches of the four great oaks, they do find themselves. their breath fogs with each exhale in the chill of the night air, a constant reminder in the back of their skull that leafbare is not slowing in its approach. leaves crunch underfoot, signalling the approach of the other healers before the dim light of the moon bathes them in a pale glow. one, unfamiliar, crooked-jawed and ember-flecked. but the scent of the oak forest is strong, and beesong remembers too late emberstar's announcement the past gathering. cinderfrost had been exiled for her crimes, as demanded by shadowclan's new leader, and this young tom had been appointed by the stars to follow in her pawsteps.
beesong can only hope that he does not follow too closely, lest his own paws become bloodied.
he cannot say that he's sympathetic towards cinderfrost; perhaps it's because they've never shared a kinship outside of their shared career. but, seeing dandelionpaw without honeytwist, stings his heart. beesong thinks honeytwist was foolish for attacking bonejaw, even though he shared her own feelings towards the shadowclan healer revoking her own title. yet, fond memories of her from their time together in the pine colony sweetens the bitter taste in his mouth.
"hello again," beesong finally breathes, once they've all gathered. unconsciously, they drift closer to dawnglare than the rest. "let's try to avoid attempted murder this time around, if possible." their voice is forcibly lighthearted, but the clench of their jaw suggests that they feel anything but mirthful.
@DAWNGLARE @Dandelionwish @BONEJAW @BERRYHEART