The blood in my veins (P, Bistre) The legacy reins~

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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Gendry had felt like he'd been so busy lately What, with his short diseaperance and all. Not to mention he spent so much of his time training and running, he was starting to slack on the important things in life- family.


    His family had recently grown very big since his fathers and Harriers wedding. He had already made a mental note that when he had time, he needed to get Barium, Kumfer, and Hunting all together for a nice little sibling get together. They were family, after all, and he felt they should at least try to get close. Hell, he hand't even really met Kumfer yet and they were supposed to be step-siblings.


    But there was one thing those three lacked and always would lack and that was blood ties. Real, true, actual blood ties. There was only one member of the clan that Gendry had that with and that was his father, Bistre.


    He really loved talking with his dad. He really wanted to make Bistre proud and he felt like he was failing a bit at the moment. He poked his head into Bistre's usually resting place. "Hey dad, have sometime to chat or something?"


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    "Always." With all that had gone on in the past moon, the smoke had his mind completely off his family - well, he was in the right mindset, but his concerns for them had been far more than simple 'how are you's and fun little activities.




    The loss of Harrierstar's litter had made him more thankful of the single kit he still had left in this world, his boy that seemed to be growing up way too fast for the tom to deal with. "What's up?"




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Gendry gave his usual big and goofy smile at his dads first sentence. It felt pretty awesome to know even though his dad was all important, busy helping run a clan and all, he still had time for Gendry. Hopefully Harrier and the rest of his siblings would have a bit of time for him too.


    "Oh, not much really, I just wanted to know if you wanted to go for a walk, or hunt, or something so we can catch up?" he said in response to his fathers last question. His 'not much' was a definite lie but with what had been going on his life recently, well, he wasn't quite sure that was something he should share with anyone.


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    "Whatever you'd like, my time is yours." His son had approached him and asked for quality time, so he'd do whatever the apprentice wanted him to do. "Lead the way."




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Gendry focused on thinking of what to do for a moment before finally deciding. "How about a nice walk slash hunt type a thing and then we can chow down on our catch? Sound good?" he said. He really wanted to know how Bistre was doing- just double check to make sure his father was healthy and well. As for how he was doing..? Well, he'd try to avoid those type of questions.


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    "Sounds fair." He was willing to sacrifice the rest of his day for his boy if needed, he felt as if he deserved the break as well. Mentally he was probably just a little more sound than his own son, and right now he was debating whether or not to open up to him about it.




    The tom led them out of camp, tail flickering as they started towards the forest. "How's your training going along?"




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"My training is going really awesome." He and Keylime hadn't trained together one on one in along time but Gendry was observant. He figured things like that out quickly. Of course, he didn't want to mention to Bistre that he no longer was training with Keylime because he didn't want to go through the hassle. But he still felt awfully proud of how far he'd com on his own. "I mean, like, I guarantee you I could out run any being in the clan on stamina alone! Look," he said dashing off to the nearest tree, rounding it's corner, then coming back a littler quicker then average, despite his short legs. "And jut wait till you see me fight." Now, his fighting wasn't as good as his running but it was way better then it had been when BloodClan attacked them.


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    There was a purr in the tom's throat at his son's enthusiasm, a real look of pleasure on his features as the much younger male ran about excitedly. "You have a long way to go, but you've made tremendous progress." He dipped his head in respect. "I'm proud of you Gendry, we need that sort of dedication in camp."




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Almost instantly at those words, the toms face lit up. "Thanks dad! It means a lot." he said with a grin a mile long. Then he remembered his reason for wanting to talk to his father to begin with and his face became very serious.


    "Hey dad?" he said softly, the words forced from his maw. He had to tell Bistre this, just like he had told Barium.


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    "Yes Gendry?" Concern quickly faltered his look of pride at the sight of his son's face falling. What could be wrong? He certainly felt that something was off, though he had never been good at pointing that sort of thing out.




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]"Thank you for being my dad and believing I was your son," he said with gratitude in his voice. "And I'm sorry if I ever let down. Just know that, okay?"" And there it was, laid out in words. They didn't reveal much, but they meant a lot. Gendry was losing himself and he wasn't certain he was going to win.


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    The cryptic nature of the words wasn't making the tom feel any better. What was going on here? "....I didn't have to make myself believe anything Gendry, you are my son." Dias hadn't been around in a long time...but was his last visit more than enough to rattle the boy's emotions.




    "You hear me? You are my son." There wasn't the slightest bit of doubt in him, maybe offense to think that the tabby seemed to believe otherwise. "Be honest now, what's going on with you?"




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    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]He let out a sigh, knowing he couldn't run away from this topic with simple 'nothing' and 'I'm fine.' He had to tell Bistre what was going on- or at least part of it.


    "I feel like I'm losing myself," he said flatly, looking away to try and hide the tears pooling in his eyes. "I feel like I don't even know who I'm supposed to be anymore and it feels like I can barely tell right from wrong. Why can't I just feel normal?" His voice cracked a bit towards the end.


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