Falconpaw in the M.C. Den

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    Falconpaw was lying with his head on a soft moss pillow, unable to move because of his two broken front legs. He watched the doorway waiting for someone to come.... a special someone.

    Butterpaw padded quietly into the den, afraid she may awake a sleeping Falconpaw.

    Butterpaw jumped and padded over to his nest. "How are you?" she asked, licking his ear softly.

    Mushroom stood at the entrance to the den. "Are you sleeping Falconpaw? I wanted to bring you this squirrel." The kit nudged the fresh-kill in his direction, and squeaked, "Are your legs any better?"

    Dewkit walked into the medicine cat den. She saw Butterpaw with Falconpaw. She walked over to Falconpaws other side. "This is my fault." She said quietly.

    Butterpaw looked at the kit, hearing what she had said. "How is it your fault?"

    "It's okay Dewkit! This is Darkpaw's fault for...." Mushroom drained off, as she realized that she didn't know exactly what happened. "But it's Darkpaw's fault for coming back either way!" She looked at Dewkit, encouraging her to finish the story.

    "Can one of you explain what you're talking about? Falconpaw got injured when a dog threw him against a tree."

    "Darkpaw, the cat banished for trying to feed Deathberries to kits, came back. He tried to steal me. But Falconpaw stopped him. And broke his legs." Dewkit said.

    "Um..." Butterpaw mewed, she was quite sure the dog had broken Falconpaw's legs. "Did you see this?" she asked.

    "Oh, no Butterpaw," explained Falconpaw,"I just twisted my foot in that fight, but it healed quickly. I hurt my legs in the fight with Darkpaw, oh, er, Shadow. And I didn't even break both of them, only my right one was broken. The left was badly twisted, I guess it hadn't completely healed from the dog fight.



    OOC: OOPS!! I got caught with the same character in two threads at once...... I tried to combine them, as you can see by the fail posted above. Let's say he only fainted from the pain of his badly twisted ankle in the dog fight??? ARRRGGGHHHHHH!!!! ??? ??? ???

    "Oh, alright then, seeming as you're not as hurt as I thought, you don't need me to hang around," she mewed, forcing herself out of the medicine cat den.

    "Oh, no Butterpaw. I still want you to be here, I won't be able to walk for a while, a couple of moons actually. And even when I do, I won't be able to train for many more due to soreness and lack of mobility. I forgot to tell you guys that when I broke my leg in many different places, my ankle the worst. It will take longer to heal than a regular bone-break. At least it was for a good cause." he said, looking at Dewkit and smiling. " Anyway, Silvermist and I have decided to pause our trainig for 6 moons, the time it will take me to recover. In that time, she said she would be welcome to train Dewkit as her apprentice, as she is nearly of age. Is that ok with you Dewkit?"

    Butterpaw growled and sat down next to the entrance, flicking her tail with annoyance.

    Falconpaw, hurt at Butterpaw's reaction, put his head down on the pillow, "Well, you don't have to stay if you don't want to. Thanks for the squirel Mushroom," he said and began to eat ravenously, the first meal he has had today.

    Butterpaw rolled her eyes at Falconpaw but something stopped her from saying "you pig". She was going to become a warrior soon enough, then maybe she could watch over the tom as he trained.


    OOC - How old is Falconpaw?

    Dewkit stared at Falconpaw in shock. Then she thought about it. She was going to be 6 moons in a week. "That would be great!" She said with sudden excitment. She liked Silvermist. And she would visit Falconpaw every day. She was grateful for his commitment to her defense. She wanted to be his best friend. And possibly even his mate. She shook the thought out of her head. She was only a kit.

    Guessing at what she was thinking, Mushroom exclaimed, in only the way a very young kit could,"Your're still a kit Dewkit, but that dosen't mean anything! You've been through more than some of the younger warriors!!!" Mushroom was easily excited.

    "I am going to be an apprentice soon..." Dewkit trailed off into daydreams about hunting and training with Silvermist and talking with Falconpaw for hours at a time in the medicine cats den.