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Originally Posted by Shoes
The white apprentice took a step back from the other when they heard the hostility in her voice. They were wide-eyed, confused. They wanted to speak, words of comfort, maybe, but before they could Rainpelt spoke again, her words making them lower their ears in shock and sadness. They stared down at their paws, flexing their claws into the dirt below them. "What did I do wrong..? Why are you saying stuff like this." Runningpaw wanted to seem strong and hostile too, they wanted to match their mentor's emotions and defend themself but they couldn't bring themself to do it. In their mind, Rainpelt had been one of the cats who supported them, made them feel safe in being who they were but this destroyed everything. They hated the topic of their gender, they wanted to avoid it all together, it made them anxious and shakey.
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"Because it's the [I]truth[I], Runningpaw." The apprentice had edged back away from her now. He was hurting. But as far as Rainpelt was concerned, it was kinder for him to hurt now. He'd learn to bear the pain. He was young still. The shecat got to her feet. "Do you think you're the only cat who's ever felt the way you do? Like everything about your body is wrong? You're not." Rainpelt said it matter-of-factly, like she was describing the weather or telling a clanmate what kind of fish she caught on a hunting patrol. "But you can't change it... I can't change it. There's no point in lying to yourself. You should stop trying. You may never live the life you want, but if that's what you've been left with, why try to argue?"