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Old May 30th, 2017, 06:14 PM
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Cool Re: ShadowClan Leader's Den

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Originally Posted by woly View Post
Daypaw shuffled into the leaders den slowly. Despite being medicine cat they have never had a one on one conversation with the leader before. Thoughts lingered in their head as their eyes scanned the den of their surroundings. Was what Auttumpaw said really true? Sure, they didnt believe in Starclan. Well,they did they just didnt hold them to everyone elses perfect standards. They were short tempered, and were training to be a warrior. Am I just a no body that didnt deserve this rank? No. The words the molly spats towards the enby stung like a snake bite. The words lingering in their ears. Your gender isnt a thing. There are only male and females. Stop being special. Did she think that they wanted to be this way? Its how they felt, and they couldnt change it. They faced hatred for their own body every single day, they didnt need more of that. The small cat entered the den hesitantly,"Halestar-" their voice cracked. Whether it was from the hurt and emotions they were facing internally or just from their age,"-I need to speak with you." from their tone of voice and constant glaring at the exit of the den Daypay didnt want to talk about this. They didnt want to seem weak, they didnt want to let others know things got to them. But despite the rude outlook and sarcasm they gave, they were very sensitive to those types of bullying comments. "Somethings wrong-I mean, not serious wrong,but, I just need to talk to you."

@Jingle

Halestar looked at the other cat and nodded, a small frown of worry on her large face. "What is wrong, Daypaw?" she asked, leaning forward and looking the smaller cat over. She was slightly worried about Daypaw- both in faith with StarClan and socially, some of the clan didn't treat them very kindly. She stood up taller and softened her expressions to a worried glance.
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