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    Leaving the den, Cilee was brought into the gargantuan main hall. "No matter how many times I see it, I'm still amazed." She murmured to herself, observing from the large organ all the cats emerging to start their day. Having not kept track of time, she let out a soft sigh as she realized it was still much too early in the day for food to have been found. Jumping down from her platform, she noticed her king already up and about. She wandered her way up to him while greeting those who past her by. "Good morning, sir!" She greeted, perhaps a bit too loud for the time of day. "Did you rest well?"

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    {[color=white]ic}: Oiseau's ears pricked up at the sound of someone asking him a question. He lifted his head and spotted Cilee. "Oh, good morning Cilee." The tom greeted her with a small smile. "I did for once. How are you on this fine morning?"



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    "Starving." She laughed, her tail swishing back and forth as it did when she got nervous. "I was doing some inventory of our herbs and the time just flew by!" She mentioned, as it took all of her strength to not go rushing back in to count again.

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    "I was thinking we could start toward the south and make our way around, doesn't much matter as long as we insure safety." Magi said with a shrug noticing Silo obviously didn't want to be with him. The lord exiting the building the rising sun reflecting on his short grey coat. The Russian Blue looked up the sky and turned back to Silo,"I suppose you watch my back during patrol, I'm looking for something for scottish man saying I see you Oiseau."

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    {ooc}: Which Medic has which trainee?









    {[color=white]ic}: Oiseau purred in amusement. "Don't fret. The same happens to me all the time. How's your trainee coming along?"



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    Magi sniffed the air and started south of the clock tower, padding easily through the thicket that had grown around them. The lord stopped and checked behind him for Silo,"I'm sorry if I take awhile, I often scavenge for items while on patrol around the borders, I'll try not to take too long with you tagging behind. Oisaeu insisted I took someone with me."

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    IC; "Oh, they're... getting there. They've both improved a lot since they started, but I think they need to be getting some experience seeing the herbs out in the field, rather than already picked and sorted." She rambled, getting caught up in the progress of the students. He eyes darted back towards the large instrument where she worked. "I worry sometimes, but all teachers do, right?" She asked, genuinely curious. It was her first time teaching any students, and she worried that she wasn't quite up to the task. Fortunately she didn't have to do it alone, or else she would probably ruin those poor cats.



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    The cat looked at his fellow apprentice who just greeted him. "Morning." he stated blandly, and decided to get the day going. He looked around the organ for the Medic.
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    {[color=white]ic}: Oiseau chuckled softly, sitting up on his stair. "Yes, I remember when I mentored my first squire. I was worried that I wouldn't be good enough but I think Magi turned out quite well, don't you agree?" The King glanced over towards the entrance to the grand clocktower, where Magi had disappeared a few minutes ago.



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    The young medicine cat tried not to let the look of surprise cross her face, but she was never good at hiding emotions. 'Oiseau mentored Magi?' The thought strayed across her mind before she could do anything. "But you're so... young looking! How could you have mentored an adult cat? She queried, her mouth running before her mind could catch up and stop it.




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    {[color=white]ic}: "I'm much older than I look." The tabby tom stated. He trotted down the spiral stair case to where Cilee was standing. The large cat sat down, neatly wrapping his tail around himself so the tip covered his paws. "But, returning to the subject, Cilee, you are a wonderful Medic. You have nothing to worry about. You will teach those two exactly what they need to know. I have faith in you." The king smiled warmly at the medic, hoping to sooth her nerves just a little bit. He could see how nervous she was, whether it be because she was talking to her superior or simply because she was scared of failure.



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    Looking at her feet as her king gave her praise, she couldn't stop her mind flooding her with doubts. 'Artemis is much better than me, anyway. At least I have her to help.' She told herself, before looking back up at her superior. "I suppose you're right." She replied, a small smile sticking to her maw. "So what's the plan for today?" She asked, curious. It wasn't every day that she talked to Oiseau and, though she probably wouldn't be participating in any of the activities, was still interested in the happening around the tower.



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    {[color=white]ic}: "Buisness as usual I hope. I remember that one time those two leg kits wandered in here. That was awful. I couldn't convince the kit-mothers to go to sleep for a whole moon." Oiseau sighed. He turned and looked out across the grand entry way of the old clock tower. "I'm probably going to go on a hunting patrol later today. Check our borders. You know, just a quick walk to clear my mind." He chuckled softly. "Probably won't catch anything like last time but I can try."



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    Cilee let out a nervous laugh at the king's joke, though she had begun to relax. Taking a seat, she looked out at the large foyer. "Yes, well, I'm sure you'd do better than me. If I even tried, the prey would here me coming a mile away." She laughed, her eyes following the two cats who had just left. "Although I may come along with you, if that's okay. I noticed we were running low on a few herbs, and I hope enough have grown out there to replace them." She mentioned, her eyes now to the floor as she dug her paw into the stone nervously.



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    {[color=white]ic}: "I'd love for you to tag along. It'll give me someone to talk to if I get bored." Oiseau smiled warmly at the Medic. "I'm planning to leave just after sun high. So when you hear the bell tole, meet me out front." The tom instructed.



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    "Of course sir!" The socially inept medic replied, grateful she was given such an opportunity. Speaking of social ineptness, the young medic now found herself unsure of how to dismiss herself from her leader's presence. 'Do I... bow and swear allegiance? Be casual and simply say goodbye? Walk away after a small nod?' She panicked inside her mind, fortunately smart enough to not show it on her face. However, she was sitting there paralyzed in fear, staring right at her leader, which made it quite obvious how much she was freaking out.



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