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(Daydream being kind of happy about something? We can't have that. #Shinefangruinsthemoment)
As Shinefang rested by the side of the pool, waiting on Ringpaw and the others to join, he glanced up to see the Daydream's apprentice take a seat beside her mentor. From across the pool, he could see the older, golden-tabby say something the darker shecat but couldn't make out what was said. It was too far away and their voices were too hushed. But the younger shecat caught his attention with the distant, cold way she carried herself, and the way her eyes seemed haunted as they stared inward at whirling terrors only she could see. This was what the state of the clans had given to the younger generation of medicine cats: an unsteadiness and uncertainty that gripped them in the darkest corners of their mind. It wasn't right. The medicine cats should feel proud and sure of themselves. Sure of the place into their clan and sure of their safety. So from his perch across the pool, he called out to the smoky apprentice. "Hey!" he said, his orange eye trained on her so that there could be no mistake that he was talking to her. "The clans are
lucky to have you. I hope that you clan appreciates you, because you deserve to hold your head high and proud." Even as he said it, his heart ached. He wondered if anyone had said those words to Juniperpaw while she desperately tried to learn and serve the clan who failed her. Would she still be here is someone had? and why hadn't he?
Why hadn't he?!?!
In the stillness there beside the pool, he unsheathed the claws on his back paws, and dug them into the cool stone.