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November 15th, 2017 06:58 PM |
Re: ThunderClan Territory
Seeing Crescentmoon in her grief was partly uncomfortable for Ottertail. He didn't know how to comfort her. He respected the she cat a great deal, and it was always hard for him to see another cat in pain, but he wasn't very good at fixing something like this. How could he? What could be said or done to lessen his friend's grief, knowing that the cat who had perhaps been her closest friend was now gone? "I'm... so sorry." In an attempt to comfort her, the tom lightly draped his tail over her back. It wasn't going to help for her to return to ThunderClan and know that there was a new medicine cat, especially because it should have been Northpath - and Ottertail knew it as well.
Still, he couldn't help but feel a spark of hopefulness that it would turn out alright in the end. Maybe someday Crescentmoon would find someone else, and Ottertail would be there for her until that happened. He would help her with her kits. Being a single mother was not easy, his own mother had raised her kits on her own and she had been one of the most amazing cats he had ever met - doing everything herself. That was how he pictured his friend turning out, being an amazing she cat - more then she already was. The one kit, the lighter one, South, had an accusing tone in his voice as he addressed Ottertail. "I didn't do anyth-" He was cut off by the other kit, who defended him. While the tom was grateful for her help, he was somewhat surprised that he had been accused in the first place. Still, he understood how it had to look. Their mother had been fine before meeting him. Perhaps that would have been news best revealed in private, when she would have more time to grieve and wouldn't feel like she had to remain strong in front of her kits - as Ottertail could tell she did when she seemed to calm. He knew she was still hurting.
It hurt him to see a friend hurting, especially a close friend, but at this time he was glad it wasn't Mintberry - she was his very best friend, more so then anyone else. Even as he was hurt by her pain, there was still that flicker of relief and the hope that she would be okay. As soon as he got her back to ThunderClan, and settled in, perhaps she would be okay. That would be nice, having a friend actually be alright - and it was something that Ottertail was ready to have. So far, he'd had some friends having troubles. First Mintberry and her night terrors (which was never fun for him to know, especially because he wished she would wake him up and tell him when it happened) and now this. At least he could be there for Crescentmoon if she needed him in the night, just as long as she wasn't afraid to wake him up.
His best friend might not want to bother him, but he wished that she would. And he wished that Crescentmoon would as well, if either of them needed anything - he would be there. "Well, um... until you can find someone that you can trust, I'm willing to help you." He gave her a smile. It felt a little awkward to say that, especially since Ottertail didn't know the first thing about being a father, but he did know a lot about being supportive. He knew that that was the best thing he could do for her right now, was just be there. Keep her in the moment, try to avoid sensitive subjects, and do what he did best - try and make her laugh. Or at least keep her talking, he was pretty good at conversation as well, so that shouldn't be a problem either. "Well, there are quite a few new faces. I imagine you'll be staying in the nursery with your kits?"
There were some new queens, cats that should be able to keep Crescentmoon company for a while, help her get over her loss and help her with her kits when Ottertail couldn't. But at least he could protect her - if he was acting like the kits' father, in a way, then maybe he could keep the cats with bad intentions away. He knew there were some cats who would take advantage of her situation. A single mother with two kits, recent loss, and looking for someone to help her? Someone she could trust? They would snap that up in a heartbeat, take her and treat her with less respect then she deserved. Ottertail could flirt when he wanted to, quite easily, but he respected his friend too much for that and he wasn't as bad as these cats. They acted like she cats were nothing more then pretty symbols of their masculinity, which was the last thing a she cat deserved to be treated as. Ottertail knew this - but they quite clearly didn't.
"We should hurry back. I'll get you and your kits settled because I'm sure you're tired; maybe tomorrow we could go hunting or something?" He offered with a smile. He wanted to keep an eye on her, make sure that she was going to be okay - the tom had a tendancy to get overprotective, and it seemed those instincts were kicking in. He was worried, too... what if something happened and he wasn't there? Crescentmoon was a very pretty cat, as he had noticed in apprenticehood, and she was probably going to become a target for flirts as soon as she arrived. Ottertail would just have to be careful.
Make sure that she was treated right, and hopefully she would be able to defend herself against whatever advances were made. He remembered her as being shyer, less willing to speak up - hopefully she would speak up against something like that. Otherwise, he would step in... and chances were, it wasn't going to be good when he did. Like said before, he tended to get overprotective - especially over close friends like her.
@RedHead
It didn't sound boring to Kestrelpaw at all! Well, the sleeping part, maybe - but she'd been training pretty hard herself, except with the recent battle, she'd had some trouble. It was sort of hard to train with injuries, but they were healing up nicely. That was the reason she was out here, her injuries were healing. "I've been healing. That battle took a lot from me," She remarked with a half-smirk. The fact that the battle had taken so much from her was annoying; Kestrelpaw had had a lot more that she was prepared to give, but according to Caliapaw (the new medicine cat, who was younger then she was) she needed some rest. Kestrelpaw wasn't sure if putting her trust in someone so young was smart or not, and she didn't fully accept the other cat. "What's your opinion of the new medicine cat?" She asked, in a way that seemed to be out of nowhere as she looked at the tom. If her personal opinion was asked she would give it, of course, but for the moment being she was more curious to know Kestrelpaw's.
@BluBunnie
The tom nodded as he heard Honeyvenom speak, his tail twitching back and forth slowly. Hanging out with kits didn't sound so bad, especially because he found them to be better company then some warriors. Some warriors could be quite hard to get along with, and he wasn't thinking about his "ex" anymore, he was more or less thinking about the cats who had teased him when he'd first started hanging out with Minnowstripe. They had treated him like he was stupid and worthless, and Leafsparks had hated it. "Maybe I could come and hang around the nursery with you one day." He mewed, and then a half-teasing smile spread across his maw. "Then again, you might be a mother at that point - who knows?" He purred, giving Honeyvenom a light nudge. He imagined she would make a great mother, she seemed like the type of cat to have loads of patience and experience to younger cats, which Leafsparks found admirable.
Then again, he quite liked Honeyvenom. He found her to be excellent company, and she had such a nice personality, and... okay. That was quite enough, Leafsparks didn't need to be going that far, after all. All he needed to worry about right now was keeping himself safe. He wasn't ready to try and begin another relationship anyways, although having a friend wouldn't be bad. If he could maintain a steady friendship with Honeyvenom, without anything happening, then perhaps he would be able to consider something else. Until then? He would be more careful. It was frightening to wonder about all the bad things that could happen, after all. He should have been expecting her question but he wasn't, and to his surprise, it caught him off guard.
"Umm..." Why was Leafsparks having to think about this? He should know this down! Like, seriously! "I used to hang out with Minnowstripe - she was a, um, friend of mine, I guess you could say... but before then, I did a lot of things. I made friends. I'd go hunting a lot, and now I suppose I can get back to those things." He'd left quite a bit of the story out. Minnowstripe hadn't really been exactly "a friend," no, she was more of a nightmare - to be honest. And now that he was free, what would he do? Probably whatever he could, before the ghost from his past showed up again.
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