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Old April 23rd, 2018, 04:57 PM
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Default Re: RiverClan Territory

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they didnt have the best sense of humor, so they were left silent as heatherfur attempted at a joke. they sat down, not making any notion towards the prey in the mean time. "Everyone who has ever attempted to help me is dead." their tone wasnt a growl, but close to it, low and dangerous. geckoleaf had cared for them. she had paw fed them prey whenever they refused. she had cleaned their fur and urged them to do it by themselves. they remember how much weight they carried back then. she died. cricketpaw, the only moly to look past their grumpy exterior and show them kindness was slaughtered on her own land. and juniperpaw? now she was gone, and daydream was supposed to up and accept the charity of this "angel of a saint" heatherfur they had never heard of. "Ive lasted this long before i was a medicine cat and i will after. I am the only thread riverclan and shadowclan had left because i was training juniperpaw, and fallenstar dare wouldnt harm a medicine cats clan if i was their only source of healing knowledge. I know what it means to keep the clans together because ive trains half of the damn forest by now." they had helped in cricketpaws training when they were together, and juniperpaws, along with shinefangs. could no one pick up the slack? it seemed sometimes they were in multiple places at once. and they were growing tired. they were old by any means, but they wanted to settle down. daydream too had used to be a warrior. they knew how clan structure worked. they would fight purely for pride and to hold honor, while the medicine cats would be left to pick up the pieces. they didnt need to be told what they already knew. "I am going to be honest. I am numb to the pain of loss and have suffered it many times. but this..juniperpaw was the last thing i had connected me to riverclan, a place i once felt at home," which explained why they had been walking through the territory so confidently,"so anything you say is going in one ear and out the other because im grieving, so if i hear one more god damn time that i need to eat, or that i should take care or myself-" this was the finale straw. they just..needed a breather. they needed soem time. any logical advice heatherfur wa giving them wasnt being retained at all as their logical side was growing dimmer and dimmer. normally they were unempathetic, cold even. but they had let cats into their heart and soften it, and its because of that, that they feel so hurt. so alone. so theyll be dammed if that let another cat, heatherfur, in.
Heatherfur sat quietly as Daydream continued to speak. It was clear for her to see the anguish they had faced in such a short period of time. All the death and despair of those closest to them either dying to disappearing without a trace. The pain was so clearly written all over their appearance, and she had expected them to at least accept the prey, but it sat there, untouched. Slowly, the ears on Heatherfur's head began to flatten, and she was about getting fed up this Daydream's refusal for any help. She would never hurt them physically, but if they wanted to be rude and talk back, then two could play at that game. The soft fur on the back of her neck began to stand a bit, and the molly had to grit her teeth in order to hold her tongue as Daydream spoke. Perhaps they got away with talking to others like this, but Heatherfur wouldn't allow it. Grieving or not, they needed to understand that not all cats that sought to help them wouldn't just vanish. Especially Heatherfur - who had no where else to go but stay in RiverClan. Plus, even if she tried to leave, she was sure StarClan would stop that from happening. After all, they had led her here in the first place. "I understand you're grieving, and I know the darkness you must be facing with Juniperpaw now disappearing," Heatherfur spoke slowly, locking her pale green eyes with Daydream's own, her gaze not wavering. "At some point though, you need to learn to let go and realize that you should probably hold onto the cats who are still here, trying to help you. I'm sure the cats who have passed away who were trying to help would would not want to see you join them because you refused to do the one thing they asked you to while they were alive." It wasn't that Heatherfur was upset with Daydream. It was more like she was talking to her younger self. Snap out of it! she thought, as her eyes glazed over. In front of her was no longer Daydream. Instead it was her younger self, shuddering with pain in a desolate corner of WindClan's camp. Anger stabbed at her and the medicine cat turned away, breaking her eye contact with Daydream. Everything came back, and after a brief moment the tabby regained her composure. "I have to keep looking for herbs and get back to healing my Clan. You're welcome to go to Fallenstar and ask to look for Juniperpaw. He might send out a patrol if it comes from you," Heatherfur mewed, though her tone was clipped. Daydream seemed to bring out a side of her that was different - one that wanted to change the past, change it so that they didn't feel so alone, like she had as an apprentice. She looked back up at them, masking the painful memory with a blank stare as she watched them. She wouldn't escort them out if they didn't want to leave, nor would she alert the Clan to their prescense. In fact, she felt as though she needed a breather too - too many painful memories were bubbling to the surface the more she learned about the ShadowClan medicine cat's pain.
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