[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
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The warm rays of sunshine in greenleaf were one of Springpaw’s personal favorite things. The seven moon old newly-made medicine cat apprentice has been currently exiting out of the medicine cat den, eyes quickly narrowing from the bright light of the sun landing abruptly on her gaze. Geez. How long has she been in there? Well, however long it was, it was certainly long enough that her eyes felt like they burned from the bright light that shone from the sun. Blinking her eyes, she let loose a light exhale as she thought about how different this felt. She was a medicine cat apprentice, and practically bringing a heavy role for this clan. Worry had been prickling at the corners of her mind ever since she had been set for the role. What if she wasn’t good enough? What if she failed being a medicine cat apprentice? What if she let Bumblestar down?

A quiet huff escaped her maw, Springpaw quickly shaking her head to clear away the impulsive thoughts. She promised herself that she wouldn’t fail. She promised Dovefluff that she would make her clan proud. A brief, short smile drew across her maw as she shut her eyes, subtly nodding to her conclusion. Yeah. She won’t fail… at least she hoped she wouldn’t. Her smile faded and was replaced with a slightly irritable sigh, drawing a paw across the dirt ground. Why was decisions always so hard to make? No, why was everything always hard to come by with? How was she espoused to travel to the other clans to gain knowledge of herbs? Sure, there was Roseraven, but she had initially no idea where Cinderpaw was. Cinderpaw was the former medicine cat appprentice, she could help her at least learn something or two.

Springpaw let in a deep, irritable intake of air as she began to trot her way through the clearing, her eyes glancing around occasionally as she watched as cats went on with their days. A slight frown formed on her maw as it remained her of when she had first met her old mentor, Rabbitchatter. He had been sitting in the clearing, she stumbled out and met with him. Then… they did their first hunting trip together and brought back a mouse in victory. The memory was a breeze to think about at least, but it just just to think of her former mentor without feeling a pang of guilt that he had left her. Did he go back to the city that he told her about? She didn’t know. During the midsts of her thoughts, the young molly’s blue eyes caught sight of two familiar pelts; Dovefluff and Alderstep.

A brief smile drew across the calico’s maw as she faintly remembered Alderstep, but Dovefluff was more prominent to her memory. Maybe they wouldn’t mind if she said hi to them? Well, hopefully they wouldn’t mind, that is. The medicine cat apprentice had quickly began to trot her way towards the duo, nodding her head respectfully at Alderstep as she came close enough to them both, but not close enough to interfere with personal boundaries. She knew better than that. “Dovefluff, Alderstep,” she greeted them, casting a short smile at both of her clan-mates and sat down, curling her tail close to herself. “How are you both doing? How’s the deputy role doing for you, Alderstep?” Springpaw cranked her head in the russet toms direction as she spoke about him, oceanic blues tinkering with curiosity as she looked in his direction.

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@valery @jupiter []