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PostSubject: Bumbling [open]   Tue Nov 14, 2017 3:48 am

Sometimes it seemed like all the warriors and queens and elders liked to do was mumble and grumble. Ticks, for the elders. Picking the ticks, for the apprentices. This kit was worse than ticks, the queens said. Wrenkit still wasn't sure which kit they meant, and they just shook their heads at him whenever he asked, and he asked every day. The warriors grumbled the most. Things about WindClan and RiverClan and ShadowClan, how the prey was starting to burrow away, how the days were getting darker and shorter and colder, the whole world all melting to gray and white. He still managed to find color everywhere, every day, you just had to look, that was all. And sometimes he stuck his nose where he shouldn't (like in a nettle patch the other day and Oceanlight's herb store the day before that), but that was okay, he was pretty sure. Someone, he couldn't remember who, said it was good for kits to explore while they were young, and he was young, and he explored a lot.

Today was the best day he'd ever had since yesterday. He'd jumped around the rocks around camp, ate some weird flowers (they didn't taste good), tried his first finch (it was a lot better), ran around camp until around sun-high, until his legs pulsed and ached with fatigue, then slept until the sun had begun to sink toward the treetops. Someone made a fuss about some tick-brained kit tracking in a bunch of dust and burrs and clawing up all the feather nests (he still didn't know who), and they had him go play outside again, where he went hunting for feathers and moss balls and swatted at the leaves as they came peeling from the upper branches.

He'd been looking for better prey today. Something with wings. Almost everything in the fresh-kill pile had wings, and while Crowstar wouldn't let him go hunting outside camp yet, he figured he could still practice inside just fine. Wrenkit had been trying for weeks, and weeks, and this time he finally got it, pounced on it right as it came drifting down toward a dandelion.

Wrenkit ate the bee. And the dandelion. It was all just one fluid motion in the heat of the moment. The first feeling that hit him was immeasurable pride, a great big swelling in his chest that filled his paws with air. He could've leapt straight up above the canopy. Then there was the swelling across his tongue, and his cheeks, and he caught a look at his reflection in the puddle and his face had gone all lopsided. It hurt. A lot. It really, really, really hurt, actually. It stung worse than the nettles. But warriors had to be strong. He was going to be an apprentice any moon now, and apprentices couldn't go running back to the nursery, and besides, they told him to stay outside.

The kit was reduced to quiet whimpers in the far corner of camp, trying his best to mask them as warriors-y grunts instead. If anyone asked what happened, all he knew was he had to fib a little... It wasn't good to lie, but they'd just think he was flea-brained. But everyone always thought he was flea-brained, no matter what he did. Wrenkit scored tiny clawmarks into the soil, anything to distract from the tingling in his jaw. Yowch, yowch, yowch, yowch...

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PostSubject: Re: Bumbling [open]   Tue Nov 14, 2017 10:42 am

Oceanlight walked around camp greeting the warriors and the sun as it rised. She had just returned from herb gathering. Of course, it wasn't the best because of Leafbare. She silently prayed to StarClan that this Leafbare wouldn't be that bad. She went into the den and sorted them out. She was a few leaves and flowers to done, when she heard something. It sounded like whimpering. Despite Wrenkit's efforts to hide the sounds, Oceanlight could hear hints of pained sounds very well. She walked out of the den and followed the sound to Wrenkit. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked.

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PostSubject: Re: Bumbling [open]   Tue Nov 14, 2017 10:46 am

Oh, stones! The last cat that needed to see him like this. Wrenkit turned wide eyes up toward the medicine cat, trying his best to look at her with the good side of the face, and not the side that looked like a chipmunk storing acorns in its cheeks. "Nothing!" was what he tried to say, but the swelling in his tongue made it sound more like, "Nubbin'."

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PostSubject: Re: Bumbling [open]   Tue Nov 14, 2017 11:14 am

Oceanlight looked at the kit as he insisted nothing was wrong, though it was obvious something was wrong. She knew the kit wanted no help, almost all kits don't, but she wouldn't just leave him knowing he should get it, that was one of the things she promised not to do as a medicine cat. "It's alright if you need something. Even the toughest warriors need help sometimes." she said, turning around back to the medicine den. Even if Wrenkit tried hard to hide it, with the weird voice and the smell of pollen on him, she assumed the kit accidentally ate a bee. She grabbed some blackberry leaves from the small supply they had, and cut off the prickly edges, then carried them back to where she found Wrenkit. Knowing how embarrassed the kit felt, she didn't look at him as she pushed the leaves towards him. "Just... chew on these..." she insisted. Then she turned back around to leave the kit alone.

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PostSubject: Re: Bumbling [open]   Today at 12:56 am

Even despite the medicine cat's most gracious efforts, he couldn't fight against the tingle of shame in his cheeks. But maybe part of that was just the swelling. Tail drooping and ears flat against his head, Wrenkit could only let a stream of weak, half-slurred protests as Oceanlight dropped the herbs at his paws.

He couldn't disobey the medicine cat. They could talk right to StarClan, and he didn't want her telling them all about how he ate a stupid bumblebee. Wrenkit dipped his head and gobbled up the leaves, his swollen face twisting from the bitter tang that filled his mouth. It tasted even worse! "Ack!" Blackberry spittle flecked his muzzle as he hooked his head back, like a crane, mouth half-full of leaves, choking on the taste. And the leaves.

Basically, he'd managed to choke.

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