He hadn’t really met a kittypet and had only know Frostdapple by his clan names. One of the toms - Bad - even helped him and Duskpaw out every so often. They helped with hunting and training and earned their keep. There was a group of loners that stayed with his clan often and they weren’t a thorn in anyone’s side.
Hareswirl didn’t see the big deal when it came to outsiders such as kittypets or loners. It wasn’t a secret that a lot of cats doubted his skills a former kittypet turned warrior who was injured to the point of losing the ability to balance properly and had become a medicine cat because of it. He had been the sole medicine cat for a few moons now and wasn’t looking for an apprentice. The next to arrive was Frostdapple, the Riverclan medicine cat. Maybe next gathering she can teach you some, she’s only so good at reading lips.” “How’s Softpaw doing with paw-speak?” Duskpaw’s voice sounded in the cavern as he eyed the white she-cat, who simply smiled at him. “It was uneventful as usual.” Hareswirl decided to sit next to the Thunderclan tom, “I’m surprised you got here before us. The other’s should be here soon.” Maplewaters meowed, watching as his apprentice waved at the Windclan cats. I hope the journey wasn’t anything too bad tonight. “Stay close,” Was all Hareswirl said before ducking into the tunnel that led down towards the moonstone, the scent of cats from other clans mingled in the stale air. The rest of the trip to Mothermouth was uneventful and quiet, save for the chirping of crickets and the occasional bark of a far off dog. A few heartbeats of silence and Hareswirl raised his tail, darting across the rough ground and to the other side, Duskpaw only a tail-length behind. “On my signal, Duskpaw.” The apprentice nodded, watching his mentor closely, his body tense. Hareswirl wrinkled his nose, his ears pressing flat against his head to try to muffle the sounds of the monsters. The two toms stopped once they reached the thunderpath, cutting through the grass like an ink-black river.
We live closest to Mothermouth too! Hareswirl though. Now pick up the pace, we need to be there before moon high!” No matter how many times the two toms made the trip, Duskpaw always complained about the long walk. “We need to cross the thunderpath first, it’s about a tree-length from there to Mothermouth. “My paws hurt.” His mentor shot him an annoyed look. Part 1 of MCYT Warrior Cats AU Next Work → Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 14173 Chapters: 17/? Comments: 94 Kudos: 330 Bookmarks: 33 Hits: 7804 cats cant usually be colorblind but fuck it.Colorblind GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF).its a warrior cats au what did you expect.Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF).
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