Palewind

The she cat nodded.” Yes and also I was curious about what creature the tooth came from. I was trying to figure it out but I haven’t come up with anything yet. And would our training sessions be like the apprentices where we have mentors and we train together and such?” She asked the young she cat tilting her head slightly.

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Toby
He glanced back a couple times, making sure that both cats were following, before he continued on. It was silent for a few moments, with nothing but the normal twolegplace noises sounding in the air. The quiet was thankfully broken by Jay, who seemed to have a question. Toby turned slightly, managing to keep walking, while pinning his focus on Jay. Feral cats? Toby suppressed a slight shiver. Even the clancats, who called them rouges, didn't like them. "Thankfully, we shouldn't run into any of them here. They really don't like to stay this close to the housefolk, so they mostly keep to the edges. It's mostly the cats that have a few different groups of housefolk, you know, they wander from nest to nest. And, of course, most of the neighborhood housecats." Toby smiled, hoping to put the large tom more at ease.

Owlstar
He looked over at Palewind, ears twitching slightly in confusion. She was speaking rather hurriedly, but that seemed to be something rather normal for the younger she-cat. "The creature the tooth came from? Honestly, I'm not quite sure. I found this skull, pretty much buried near the roots of one of the larger pines out on the territory. The skull was stuck, probably under some roots, but I managed to pry the tooth out." Owlstar paused, casting a quick glance back towards his nest, making sure the small piece of moonstone was at least somewhat out of veiw. "The details of the training session should've been given out by Thrushtail, but the basic plan was to divide all of the able warriors into groups of two or three, and have them spar, to simulate a patrol facing against a group of rouges, or loners."

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Hawktalon

She smiled and took the first bite, thinking of what to talk about. "I'm surprised Sootpaw is the only loner we've run into out here. You'd think some cats besides us would find this territory plentiful." Her tail wrapped around her paws, the sun occasionally peeking through the shadows of the trees.

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Gentlebreeze

The medicine cat organized her herbs. Her eyes landed on the familiar, beautiful white flowers of chamomile. It was used to calm a cat's mind and heart, and also used as a traveling herb, to keep strength up. Gentlebreeze removed her paw from the dock she'd been placing in a pile. She moved towards the small, pretty white flowers. The medicine cat easily remembered when she'd collected it, it was two sunrises ago. The petals were still white as can be. She tentatively put her paw up towards the chamomile, and grabbed a flower. Gentlebreeze stared at the flower for a bit. Admiring the perfect petals. She wished she was like the flower. Tough, resilient, and beautiful. She wasn't any of those. Her odd siamese markings had always made her stick out. The orange seemed to always attract attention. Cats always complimented her, but to her it meant nothing. She never thought of herself being beautiful or perfect. To her, she was just another cat. Nothing more, and nothing less. Her throat tightened as she stared at the flower in her paw.

She wasn't tough either. Just a shy, and insecure cat. Gentlebreeze could never muster herself up to protect herself. Even if a cat was clawing at her face, she wouldn't lift a paw. She was weak. That was why she had become a medicine cat. She was forced because every cat knew she would never be a fighter. Never. The first day out of the nursery, her littermates had all dashed around camp, bothering warriors. Gentlebreeze, or Gentlekit at the time, had stayed back with her mother. Her mother was a nice cat, and always protected Gentlekit from the bigger kits, even from her own littermates. Gentlebreeze could feel her eyes glazing over, and tears threatening to come out.

Her mother was named Sunpetal. She had always stood up for little Gentlekit. Always.

It was her fault.

All her fault.

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Palewind

The she cat nodded as she listened to Owlstar speak.” Alright! I was just curious is all. Curiosity might get me in trouble one day!” She joked but in her mind she felt like that was the case.” Is Gentlebreeze still in her den? I’d like to pay her a visit.” She stated not knowing if the medicine cat had left her den once more while Palewind was busy putting her tooth in her nest for safe keeping.


Crowflight

The Tom chuckled a little.” Yes I am rather surprised by this fact as well. I had supposed that more cats would have at least been near the border at most. On the territory maybe, but at least near the border.” He stated as he took a bite of the mole. He glanced over at the she cat waiting on what she would say. Maybe something about Sootpaw maybe not.

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Owlstar
He looked at Palewind, tail flicking idley as he listened to her reply. His pelt felt hot as he thought back to how surprised he had been a few moments ago. He wasn't an overly large cat, but the fragment of moonstone hopefully hadn't been visible from where Palewind had been standing. He smiled in response to her joke, turning his eyes back towards her, but still wasn't invested in the conversation until he heard Gentlebreeze's name mentioned. His tail, which had stopped flicking, bristled slightly.

Owlstar's eyes narrowed, and without thinking, his claws unsheathed slightly, sliding neatly onto the rough stone. He quickly sheathed them, but his irritation was clear. When he spoke, his voice was tinged with a slight growl. "Why don't you pay her a visit?" Owlstar smiled, a slightly unsettling thing that almost fully exposed his fangs. "I'd like to know what she was doing, out overnight in the territory." Owlstar cast a quick around camp, making sure there was no immediate issues that required his attention, before leaving his den, pushing slightly past Palewind, to walk towards the healer's den. "Why don't I join you? I also have a few... Questions to ask Gentlebreeze."

//Love that Gentlebreeze lore drop
Very off topic but I finally got myself some pride lore

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Palewind

The she cat nodded her ears falling back slightly as she followed behind her leader. It was fine she would talk to Gentlebreezes alone after Owlstar had asked his questions.” Alright.” Was all she could say, she didn’t like that Owlstar now seemed angry and irritated but she could understand in a way since Gentlebreeze had never stayed away from camp before over night. It worried her a little but decided to keep her mouth shut as she followed the leader.

Love the Gentlebreeze lore and pride lore//

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gentlebreeze is boutta break down if owlstar questions her lmao
anyway, thank you, i got very into that reply
oooo pride lore is always fun ))

Gentlebreeze

She remembered Sunpetal's beautiful orange fur. Exactly like Toby's. Except she had Gentlebreeze's blue eyes. Her eyes had been so loving and gentle. Full of undying love. Gentlebreeze rubbed a paw across her face as she felt tears begin to form. Her watery eyes watched the beautiful and perfect flower. Her and the flower had no similarities in her eyes. She was nothing like the flower. She wasn't resilient, nor beautiful. Not even tough. She felt her paw began to quiver as the tears threatened to break free.

Gentlebreeze put the flower down gently. Sometimes she wished she had decided to go with her mother that day. A tear ran down her face, slowing at her chin before dropping onto the den floor. No. She couldn't think like that. There was more to life than sobbing her problems away. She had Toby. Toby was everything. She wouldn't let him get hurt. Gentlebreeze had to be tough. She needed to. Yet she couldn't imagine herself arguing with Owlstar, fighting to make him agree to Toby joining. The medicine cat had always hated herself for being so shy. She couldn't even muster herself up to ask an apprentice to bring her moss. It had to be offered to her first.

The she cat dug her claws into the den floor. Her ears fell back and her head lowered as she sat onto her haunches.

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Owlstar
As he padded towards the healer's den, he allowed himself to speculate about where Gentlebreeze had ran off to. Had she simply been out gathering herbs, and gotten stuck in the storm? Something about that solution didn't quite sit right. If she had sheltered somewhere on the territory, she most likely would've tried to get back to camp at the first opportunity. The only other place that would've provided enough shelter for her to return with a dry pelt was the twolegplace, and no self respecting clan cat would spend a night in that accursed stretch of land if they could help it. As he approached the den, drawing closer to the entrance, he noticed Gentlebreeze. Something in the droop of her ears, the way she was crouched on the ground of the healer's den gave him pause.

Had something happened? Perhaps she was having the same problem contacting starclan as he was. Or, it could be something that all of the clan had been dealing with. Shadowclan's collapse, and the fighting that had followed had claimed many lives, after all. With a slight shake of his head, he pressed forward. Whatever it was, a cat's duty to their clan always came first. Even for something as simple as making sure the clan was ready for the little training session he had planned. He cleared his throat, a quiet almost-cough, to announce his presence.

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Palewind

She seemed concerned about how upset Gentlebreeze looked. Was this a bad time? Should her and Owlstar come back later? She glanced at Owlstar as he did the cough and then back at Gentlebreeze. Great Starclan she was now wishing to herself that she had just asked about the tooth and then left. How mouse brained was she to ask Owlstar about Gentlebreeze?! She was now feeling very angry and irritated with herself for mentioning it to the leader, she should have just kept her mouth shut and gone over here when she finished talking to him. But then again would that have mattered? Would he had followed her over to the medicine cat den even if she didn’t mention Gentlebreeze?

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Gentlebreeze

She had barely even heard or smelled Owlstar and Palewind walk into her den. Her ears immediately perked up as she heard Owlstar clear his throat. Gentlebreeze quickly cleaned the tears from her eyes, rubbing them with her paws. She sat up, and turned to look at the two. The medicine cat hid the chamomile, and lowered her gaze so they wouldn't be able to see the redness in her blue eyes.

Gentlebreeze didn't dare raise her eyes. Right now, she didn't care if it was disrespectful. She felt a stab of anger as she spotted Owlstar's paws. Gentlebreeze quickly corrected herself, and made her fur lie flat.

"Are one of you hurt?" she murmured, trying to hide the fact she was crying not that long ago. Her throat was so tight she felt like she could barely breathe. The medicine cat barely even noticed her claws were unsheathed, and they still dug into the den floor. Splinters of wood from the fence at the Twoleg place were still caught in the fur between her paws. She hadn't bothered to remove the stinging splinters yet.

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Owlstar
He was standing near the entrance of the den, next to the less pungent herbs. He'd always hated the scent of herbs, and traces of mint still lingered in the air. He looked at Gentlebreeze carefully before starting to speak. She didn't seem in the mood to talk, considering the quickly flattened fur, but it would look odd to turn and leave now. "No, we should both be uninjured." Owlstar shifted slightly, feeling almost uncomfortable. Mornignecho lay in one of the nests nearby, half asleep. He lowered his voice slightly, hoping they hadn't disturbed the warrior too badly. "I wanted to know if Nettlesnap was too injured to train with us. He'll say he's alright, but he's not a healer." Owlstar made a slight effort to stand still, focusing on Gentlebreeze. She seemed reluctant to raise her eyes, something that irked him a little. She couldn't be so upset at his presence that she couldn't even look at him, could she?

//have to go to school so I'll be back in like 6hrs

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Hawktalon

"That river where we see the beavers?" She groomed her paws as she spoke. "I've yet to be over it. I try to avoid.. rivers. I do wonder what's over there though." She always had a hard time with making idle conversations. "Have you been sent on any patrols today?" It seemed she was more interested in talking to Crowflight, and didn't really think of bringing up Sootpaw at all.

Sootpaw

As Sootpaw took a quick nap in the nursery, his shredded ear flicked as he woke. He looked at the camp, noticing no cat was paying attention to him for the moment. What could a little patrolling do? He went to the back of the nursery, clawing an easily hidden hole he could slip out of to the outside of camp. Looking back to make sure no one noticed, he padded off into the foliage to get a good look at the territory.

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Gentlebreeze

Her pelt prickled underneath Owlstar's gaze. She wanted to run out of camp, and back to Toby. She already missed the feeling of his soft fur against her flank. The feeling of having someone to love. Knowing that someone loved you, and actually cared for you. Her ears suddenly pinned as her pelt grew hot with irritation. The clan didn't allow for her to become close to any cat. She felt as if she was forced to live. Forced to heal. Forced to collect herbs. Before, she loved healing. She loved the feeling of some cat's life. Now she felt as if she was threatened by her own clanmates, to live up to their expectations. Gentlebreeze hated being unable to live a real life. Medicine cats weren't allowed to have mates, nor kits. Not even allowed for personal feelings to get in the way of her job.

She found those rules controlling. When one of her loved ones died, she wasn't allowed to grieve. She was forced to hold her head up high, and continue life normally. As if it never happened.
Owlstar's words snapped her out of her swirling thoughts. "No, we should both be uninjured."
Gentlebreeze noticed him glance at Morningecho, who was still resting.
"I wanted to know if Nettlesnap was too injured to train with us. He'll say he's alright, but he's not a healer." Owlstar meowed. Gentlebreeze thought back to the warrior's injured paw. It wouldn't bother him too much, but she never knew what Nettlesnap could get into. "Tell him to come to me and I'll check the wound over." she murmured, still avoiding his eyes.

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Owlstar
He fidgeted slightly with the small scraps of moss and larger pieces of dirt that littered the floor of the medicine den, watching as Gentlebreeze thought. His ears twitched, swiveling in an attempt to pick up any scraps of the conversation outside. He felt like there was something heavy in the air, and it made his tail bristle slightly. Gentlebreeze seemed almost angry, a slight flush visible around her eartips, something that Owlstar didn't like. What business did she have being angry, when she had practically abandoned the clan, waltzing out into the territory for practically no good reason-

Owlstar forced himself to calm down. He didn't know for sure that Gentlebreeze didn't have a reason for being out of camp alone, at night. He had walked into the healer's den for a reason, after all, and it was time to focus on that. "I can send him over in a moment. But first, I have a couple questions for you." Owlstar stepped closer, moving in front of the den's entrance. Only the tip of tail betrayed his agitation, his thick fur bristling. "Why were you out on the territory last night? I don't expect you to tell me every single time you go out to gather herbs, of course, but you were gone until morning. "

//I'm back!

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