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Originally Posted by AbsurdJinx
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Juniperpaw's never experienced warrior training, and since she was old enough to even care about her future, she knew she would never be able to do what all her other clanmates did. However, it didn't seem to bother her that much, seeing how she didn't understand how amazing it could be to be a warrior. Juniperpaw didn't feel like she had given anything up. She would never relate to Daypaw and Shinefang in that way, but that was completely okay.
As for her opinion on StarClan, Juniperpaw had already figured things out. Juniperpaw didn't think StarClan had control of every cats' life, and that they only homed deceased Clan cats. And when they shared prophecies and omens, that was simply them warning the Clans of the possible future. Juniperpaw preferred to be in control of her own life, which is why she believed what she did. She was fine with Daypaw and Shinefang's opinions on StarClan, especially after their separate experiences with the warrior ancestors which they interpreted in different ways.
She didn't respond to Daypaw, otherwise she'd probably start an argument with the grieving yet moody ShadowClan medicine cat. Juniperpaw let Shinefang answer them instead. ``Hey, don't we have some holy rituals to get to?``
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Shinefang gave Juniperpaw a shallow nod, and glanced at Daypaw, crouched beside the pool and sound asleep. Grunting as he bent his joint to lie down as well and follow their lead, he lapped at the glimmering water once, rested his head on his aching paws, and drifted off.
When he opened his eyes, he sighed as her glanced over the lush meadow. He remembered this from his dream. The one right before he woke up to see that Oakpaw had died in his sleep. This time he didn't bother unsheathing his claws. He just glanced around looking for a sign of the last cat who'd want to see him now...