[doghouse]

Originally Posted by Aquarius

Dewpaw's ears flicked up in surprise. What in the name of StarClan was Midgepaw talking about? Healers? Fighters? Did they just not know the terms for Warriors and Medicine cats? But he must.... Dewpaw's blue gaze was filled with vexation. "Like Clan medicine cats?" She asked, her confusion just rising in her mind. So if they aren't Clan medicine cats, what are they...? Nothing fits together! The young cat felt her claws dig into the dirt beneath them as she tried to piece everything together in her mind. Never in her life had she heard the term "healer" or "fighter" used as a rank. "What were you, part of some rogue or loner group?" She said, concerned. What had her friend been through? "Or some type of long, lost far-away tribe?" Wouldn't the Clans have known about that? Dewpaw had noticed Midgepaw as the quiet and reserved type, but she had always thought that was natural - when she heard them speak about how "healers" were protected from "fighters", she began to think maybe it wasn't - maybe something had happened to Midgepaw. If something bad happened, is it hurtful of me to press them? But I just... it's all so confusing... Realizing the things she said may have been hurtful. Dewpaw flicked her ear. "I'm sorry. You don't have to answer if you don't want to," she told her friend.

Midgepaw winced, wondering if perhaps they'd said too much, and looked away, then nodded slowly. “Yeah, but more, and not as experienced,” they murmured, gaze clouding over at the thought of Bush, who had died in some fight with SkyClan, although Midgepaw barely knew what SkyClan was, only that it was another Clan, but didn't have any borders with WindClan. Then a motion caught their eyes, and they scooted back, eyeing her unsheathed claws warily, their eyes wide with an almost fearful expression, body already starting to tremble, but they said nothing for awhile, taking deep breaths, trying to calm their self down a bit, not that it did them much good, and Midgepaw found it impossible to tear their gaze from Dewpaw's claws, no matter how hard they tried. But when she spoke again, they finally glanced up, taking a gasp of surprise and opening their mouth, but no words came out, so they just shook their head. “N- not quite, t- though i- if I t- told you, y- would know it b- by name p- probably,” they said, stuttering quite terribly, each word more of a challenge than it should've been, but when she apologized, they nodded. “I- it's okay,” Midgepaw promised, and looked up at her. “So... what do you think it'll be like, becoming a warrior?” they asked, changing the subject.