[Pluto]

Originally Posted by Wings

It was true, Duskpaw had nothing to do at all. She chuckled as Sweetpaw's eyes had that light of curiosity in them. She laid down, her leg off to the side. "Alright, I'll start from the very beginning." Stars, I feel like an elder. And I dunno if that's a good thing... "So, when I was about 5 moons, my mentor, Foxbound found me in the territory. My parents had kicked me out because they didn't want a daughter, only sons for them. Which is stupid because if you're gonna have a litter, expect both genders!" She paused, taking a breath to talk more. "When Foxbound took me back to camp, Flintspirit was still leader so he welcomed me into the clan. After I had talked with him, I met a large tom called Sore. You probably know him as Shade now, though, he was Shadepaw, kit." She felt like she was rambling but, didn't really know any other way to tell the story. "And then, after our apprentice ceremonies, there were these couple of days called the friendship games. And, during the hide and fight portion, I had been hiding in a tree for Foxbound to come so I could pounce on her. But, a rogue, which we now know was Shade, had covered himself in mud to mask his scent and had attacked me!" She took another breath, all this talking was making her maw tired. "After he had clawed me, he pretty much shoved me out of the tree and I broke my leg. Then, once I was back in camp, Tallmarsh, the former medicine cat, didn't treat my wounds whatsoever so, about a moon later, Lionwhisker became medicine cat. He and the ShadowClan medicine cat Thunderhowl rebroke my leg and treated my wounds. And it pretty much it!" Now that she was finished, she began licking her chest fur. It was a bit ruffled from moving around and she preferred it to be flat and clean.

Sweetpaw listened to the story with undivided attention. She flicked her ear about the mention of Flintspirit’s name; though she hadn’t known the tom well she had been old enough to understand what had happened with Duskstar and his resignations. She flicked her tail tip with a stifled sigh at the thought; it had been exciting until it wasn’t. “Wow.” Sweetpaw meowed finally after a few moments of silence as she watched Duskpaw lick her ruffled fur. She felt her own pelt prickling with uneasiness. If she had tried joining when Duskstar was leader, Sweetpaw didn’t think she would’ve been able to join. The apprentice flicked her brown tail, hazel eyes glinting. “I don’t think I would be able to handle all of that.” She admitted, licking her own chest fur self-consciously. “How can you?” She asked curiously.