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Originally Posted by kira
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Bluetpaw sat in the clearing, her tail lying straight out on the ground behind her. Shyfur had been demoted because she was foolish enough to go to the Gathering ahead of Bumblestar, and Bluetpaw herself had been reassigned. Her ears twitched, eyes narrowing down to slits. Who her new mentor would be, she had no idea.
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Although some time has passed since the loss of Shockhoney, time itself didn't make it easy... Great StarClan, it took this much time alone to make existing bearable. Creepingpaw found himself leaving the apprentice den more often, participated in clan events and the taste of prey even started to return again.
The silver and black striped tom began to quickly clean his paws after ravenously devouring a small vole and disposing of it's remains. He knew his mentor Lavendersong, who was still healing in the Medicine Cat's den, would be thrilled to see his appetite returning to normal. Licking his lips as he stood up on his paws, Creepingpaw began padding over to the Med Cats den to poke his head in and greet his mentor.
Things were looking up, despite the recent chaos and tragedies. Creepingpaw couldn't help but think about his naming ceremony, his brows furrowing as his piercing bright green stare gazed, seemingly preoccupied. Lost in his mixture of emotions, Creepingpaw's white paws suddenly stepped down on a tail of a cat unknown to him that was strewn innocently on the ground. Creepingpaw quickly leapt off of the tail he had stepped on, narrowing his eyes as his ear twitched in annoyance,
"HEY! Watch where you're... sitting..." The tom cat spat at first before trailing off at the end of his sentence, the irritation in his expression melting into bewilderment at his own statement; his eyes wide as saucers at his own idiocy.