The Golden Light(closed for grey and if squirrelnose wants to join then squirrelnose)

Lightkit was well and close to being an apprentice. Though she noticed things weird about herself that didn't seem normal and it didn't help when other kits picked at her because of her lack of balance and her legs constantly shaking when she walked. She had left the nursery hoping to find her adopted mother when she had lost her balance over nothing and face planted the ground a loud yelp escaping the small she kit tried getting to her paws but her legs shook really bad like it did sometimes at night. She hated the sense of feeling that made her feel useless. She couldn't play like the others did because of whatever was wrong with her."h..help"She called.


Ooc hope this is fine.

Nutfur was returning from a patrol, hoping to get a bite to eat, when she heard Lightkit. Her hazel eyes immediately found the she-kit, who was stuck in the mud. Nervously, she rushed over and picked her up by the scruff, gently placing her back on her paws. There was no more denying that her adopted daughter needed help. And this condition wasn't treated merely by goldenrod and cobwebs. The warrior was no medicine cat, but she knew that one should check this kit out. She had even more problems than it had initially seemed, and there was no getting around this anymore. After checking to make sure that the small feline had regained footing, she began slowly leading her to the medicine den. "We should have you checked out, Lightkit."

Lightkit had tears come to her eyes as the feeling itself overwhelmed the kit. Her teary gaze looked up as she was picked up by the scruff. The scent of her adopted mother flooded her nose and she relaxed a bit. She was then put on her paws. Her legs shaking as they always did. She kept close to Nutfur. The pale Bengal tabby kit stayed as close as she could but also as slow as she could placing a paw at a time in front of her scared of tripping or losing her balance again. Once they were in the medicine cats den she looked around.

Goldenpaw's head peeked around the corner of her medicine den. Her belly wound had left her unable to go anywhere so she spent most of her time sorting the herbs, talking with Cloudstone and Jaystream, and healing whoever came around. But it appeared that today would give the she-cat a different case, padding towards the two she gave both a sniff, they smelled fine. No blood or illness on them, "What brings you two here? I sure hope it isn't for a lesson on not to eat rocks and worms, I've already given plenty." Goldenpaw hissed lightly, her temper short as every movement made her belly sting.

Lightkit blinked looking at Goldenpaw. Her legs shaking she forcedself to sit down her nose was hit with the smell of herbs."i...i um"The Bengal kit started to say quietly her ears flattened some"she...brought me here because of...somethings..wrong with me"she mewed quietly.

"Well..." Nutfur hesitated. She didn't know how to word this. The words "somethings wrong with me" stung like fiery claws, but what better explanation could she give? Goldenpaw was a medicine cat apprentice, but still, how much did she know? The warrior was a lot older than the apprentice, and she had never seen anything like this. Maybe Cloudstone had, but chances were that he hadn't either. The best thing to do was to describe the situation and have a least a small chance at helping Lightkit. "Her legs don't move the way their supposed to, and its been that way for a while now. It doesn't seem to be temporary." After saying those words, she turned to the she-kit. "Nothing is wrong with you. You're just different."

Lightkit's ears flattened a bit more at her adopted mother's words"I'm not different "She mewed quietly."something is wrong with me...she can fix me though right?"She asked quietly.

Goldenpaws eyes narrowed as she looked at the kit, then to Nutfur, her fur bristling at the words the kit spat out. Goldenpaw nodded absent-mindedly as she looked at the kit and its wobbly legs. Her immediate thought was that she would have to get the cat on building strength in her legs, maybe some herbs to help with it. Goldenpaw was reluctant to give her herbs when leaf-bare was still present, though things were starting to warm up. "You're wrong, Nutfur. There is something wrong with Lightkit." She meowed, she did not plan to sugar coat it because the shaking, unsteadiness in her limbs was not normal.

Goldenpaw's ears flicked against her head as the kit commented that Goldenpaw could fix her, but no. It wasn't easy as that. Goldenpaw wasn't as experienced as Cloudstone, and she'd definitely have to consult him on a treatment plan, but for right now, she needed as much information as she could get."I need to see how bad this really is. Lightkit, can you walk from Nutfur to me?" She asked, scooting farther from the two so there was more distance to be covered.

Lightkit blinked her blue eyes before she stood again slowly her legs wobbling violently as she started to walk over to Goldenpaw. She stopped at least five times. Each was to fix herself as she started to lean as if off balanced. She continued going til she lost her balance and fell to one side. Her legs still shaking as she scrambled at the ground beneath her as she tried pulling herself to her paws. She tried to hide her tears that wanted to spring forth. She pulled herself up and reached the last little distance to Goldenpaw.

Nutfur refrained from groaning as both of the younger she-cats immediately contradicted her. Was self-deprivation really helpful right now? But it would only cause more problems to dwell on that for now. Goldenpaw was trying to help Lightkit. Eyes lit up hopefully, she watched her adopted daughter attempt to walk the distance she had been tasked with. Every time she had to stop, the warrior winced, but was glad the kit didn't fall over. But when that did end up happening, she literally had to dig her claws into the ground to stop herself from helping. After the distance had been covered, she let out a sigh of relief. Now that was over. She looked up at the medicine cat apprentice, clearly asking what should be done next.

"This may be very hard for you, Lightkit, but you're doing just fine. I want you to jump as high as you can, alright?" Goldenpaw meowed, giving the little kit a bit of a nuzzle before sitting back up to her full size. She'd have to speak with Nutfur privately after this, discuss with her the treatment plan that she was already formulating. Already shuffling through herbs in her head that could possibly work, her ears flickering almost as fast as a hummingbirds wings as she listened to anything Starclan may try to be telling her. Herbs rustled in her storage.

As Lightkit had managed to make her way over to Goldenpaw,she had relaxed a bit. Though she blinked as she had nuzzled her and she relaxed some but her legs still shook. Though the next task she gave her she blinked nervously not sure if ahe would be able to manage the jump."a..alright"She mewed quietly before she crouched pegs trembling and she jumped up managing a semi good jump but landing was another story. As she came back down she couldn't recover the balance needed to land on her paws. As she hit ground her body tilted and she fell once again before she pulled herself back up with some difficulty. She shook her head for a moment before she sat down"w..was that ok?"She asked.

Bump)

"You did great, Lightkit. It may not be good as some kits, but that is just because it's harder for you," Nutufr reassured, looking lovingly at Lightkit. Hopefully the young she-kit wasn't feeling humiliated by this whole experience. The warrior looked up at Goldenpaw, wondering in the medicine cat apprentice was able to diagnose her adopted daughter yet. The sooner she could, the better.

Lightkit seemed to relax and looked to Nutfur as she looked lovingly at her. The young she kit sat down curling her tail around her. Though she didn't miss the part where she said may not be as good as other kits. She just tried not to let it get to her.