IN THE DEPTHS OF YOUR DESPAIR | OPEN, STARCLAN DREAM

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 450px;]All Firpaw could think about was how crazy this feline seemed. Everyone tolerated her for some reason, despite her being proclaimed a traitor, getting snapped at by Adderstar, attacking her clanmates because of a false prophecy, and getting exiled from ShadowClan for apparently supporting a corrupt tyrant and threatening to kill three cats, as well as anyone who dared to get in the way of her wrong ambitions. But, then again, they were all pitying her. Why? "Ookay then, someone's a little stir-crazy. Can't believe y'all are believin' this chicken turd." Firpaw muttered under his breath, rubbing the sleep from his eyes yet again as he padded forward. It was very likely that Butterfly would be around an elder when Icegaze either died or stepped down and Daisystem and Breezepaw took over, but even then, someone with even greater potential would come along. Then again, anyone but Butterflypaw was gonna be great at being a medicine cat. You had to be loyal, loving, and committed to be a medicine cat, two of which Butterfly couldn't even try being, with how little she cared about the lives of others unless someone was getting in her way, and how she hopped clans like a flea. Just havin' medical knowledge wouldn't cut it.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 450px;]"I just don't believe a cat that's been exiled, has threatened the lives of others, and has been personally put on probation by the leader should be trusted to be trained as a healer of any kind. Just having knowledge doesn't cut it, you hear? You gotta be loyal and nurturing, two things you clearly aren't. By what I've heard and what I've seen, you're willing to attack cats and hurt 'em just to feed your ambitions, and that's the opposite of what a healer oughta do." his voice was even but firm, and he glared at the feline, but avoided the question of whether he believed the will of StarClan -- while he knew the warrior code and abided by it and enjoyed living in clans, he couldn't say the same about those "above them". "And my beliefs are none of your business, ma'am. You're not my ma, my pa, my family, or a friend. You're an apprentice that is gettin' way too over yer head and needs a good talkin' to, not words of encouragment where they're not needed."

"And someone who can't see past their own prejudices has a long way to go before becoming a warrior, don't talk were you haven't the room." the tom came into the camp late at night because he thought something might be amiss from the voices in it. Of course? It was butterfly again and he was drawn to stand next to her with his white pelt brushing her's. "Go back to your den FirPaw, your not being helpful, just a foxheart." the male was a warrior in title even if he still didn't feel like one and an apprentice should always listen to their elders if they had half a brain. Either way he seated beside the brown eyed she-cat.

If she gives up on medicine. He shook his head slightly as he realized where his mind was going, the forgiveableness of that thought. Even if she could take a mate once she gave up on healing for a while? She'd be giving up one of her dreams, and he didn't want her like that, not for someone as unworthy as him. It was why he hadn't said anything even after that one night they shared in Shadow Clan, he couldn't ruin her life over his feelings. "Don't worry about it too much Butter-Butt. You'll get everything your meant to one day, whatever it might be, just give yourself time and I can teach you a bit of fighting if you want, though my style is mostly avoiding getting killed." he laughed at the end, glancing over with his deep light blue eyes.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 450px;]He wasn't faking it when he felt like he was being given a heavy blow by the words of Copper; fox-heart? prejudice? Don't talk? His words were unnessecarily harsh, and Firpaw visibly blanched, his whiskers twitching before drooping, and his mouth opening before closing abruptly. For a warrior, Copper wasn't exactly being fair or even, and if anything, Firpaw thought that it was rather silly how he happened upon a rank when he seemed far too full of it. With a last glace in Butterflypaw's direction, the male would shake his head before going out of camp instead of in his den as he was asked.

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Thornkit bounded after Firpaw, shooting a glare at Copper. Who was he to call Firpaw a foxheart, and talk about his prejudices? Firpaw didn't have any prejudices, whatever that word meant, anyways. It just seemed like Copper was accusing him of being not true, telling him not to talk. "Wait up!" He shouted, still following the larger apprentice out of camp.

"You're right, Firpaw. Don't listen to Copper. He left ThunderClan and became a loner, too. He wasn't loyal, and he had no right to call you the things he did," He continued. "Come back and stand your ground like a big boy! I'll be right by your side. I don't believe her either; I still think it's the Dark Forest or some weird hallucinations," The chocolate point begged, desperately not wanting Butterflypaw to become a medicine cat apprentice. Just because she whined, cried, almost killed herself, and received a "prophecy" didn't mean she had to get what she wanted. That only encouraged that behavior, in Butterflypaw and among the clan. Then every ThunderClanner would be doing the same to become deputy or something!
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 180%;][justify]"Copper." The tone was a fierce one, "You will not punish apprentices because your opinion doesn't line up with their's. You're a warrior for StarClan's sake, act the part. You clearly have favor for Butterflypaw, and that's okay, what isn't okay is punishing apprentices because they don't agree with you." The stoic white and red molly would rumble this in an even tone, her amber eyes pits, giving away nothing.

"Firpaw is not wrong, none of the allegations he listed were untrue. Butterflypaw, no matter if she's trying to right things, has committed serious crimes, crimes that can't just be forgotten. Cats have died, and that's a fact. Not an opinion, not prejudice, the truth, and we're going to start acknowledging it more often. I believe she has what it takes to be a brilliant warrior, but that doesn't erase the past. Whether it's fair or not her past blurs her claims now in the future, that's just something we're going to have to work with. That's final." It was an order, not an option, and if disobeyed one could bet there would be consequences. "Butterflypaw, Copper, Palemoon, I want you three to accompany Daisystem an restore our medicine stocks best we can. Those who aren't carrying herbs on the return are to hunt. Leafbare will not be kind to us."

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"Someone's mistakes are not thing's they need to be constantly reminded of, AdderStar. The last thing people need when their trying to improve is someone shoving their past wrongs in their face and if you think anything else, you've lost your mind. If you believe in her, stop encouraging her being bullied and start being supportive." His sister was being a coward and his eyes spoke on how he thought she was being unreasonable, she had barely seen the world and here she was acting as if she knew everything. It was also odd that he called her Adder, showed how ticked he was with her considering he always called her cherry or sister, something like that. Now her litter-mate didn't look at her fondly but as if he couldn't see her.

"Come on, let's go. Also learn to difference between 'dealing punishment' and telling someone to keep their opinion of another cat, to themselves." he spared one last glare at his sister before he vanished out the camp exit. He would not be bullied like that by his own litter-mate.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 450px;]Hearing the small feline's yell, Firpaw would stop short of the entrance, facing the kit with exasperation that quickly turned into thinly veiled amusement. He listened patiently, and unlike others, he took the tom's words to heart, considering them just as he would with anyone else. "I appreciate the offer, Thornkit, but I don't think it's smart of me to be where I'm not wanted --" "Copper, you will not punish apprentices because your opinion doesn't line up with their's. You're a warrior for StarClan's sake, act the part. You clearly have favor for Butterflypaw, and that's okay, what isn't okay is punishing apprentices because they don't agree with you." Firpaw was cut off, and he looked surprised as he heard the leader's firm words, as well as a smug victory, although he tried to hide it in the darkest depths of his ego that he could (he tried not to ever be too, well, selfish). He shrugged. "Guess I am wanted. Y'all are as bipolar as a nest of bees, though. You like her, you don't like her; what next?" he joked, his smile returning quickly before he turned back to the entrance. "Anyways, i'mma do what the leader says and hunt before I get another talkin' to. Ah, thanks again, Thornkit!"

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 180%;][justify]The stone-faced huntress remained stoic throughout her brother's comments, meeting his gaze evenly as she allotted him the time to speak. Everyone would get their fair say with her as leader, she believed that much was warranted. Everyone had a right to their thoughts, but some mindsets were toxic and she had to acknowledge that as well. Too many toxic mindsets could hurt her clan, her family, everything she strived to protect.

"Copper, you know I love you with all my heart and hold family at close regard, but there's a difference between making mistakes and murder. Individuals don't get to decide whether or not they hurt someone nor are they entitled to forgiveness. Butterflypaw is trying to better herself, and I admire that. It takes a lot of bravery to come back from what she did, but what she did was also a series of very serious, cruel, and heinous crimes. I believe any individual is capable of correcting themselves, that is all. You are no longer able to punish others when it comes to Butterflypaw, if you believe she is being treated unfairly you will come straight to me. This ability will remain rerovoked until I see fit, another offense will strip you of your ability to dish out punishments or reprimand to anyone at all in regards to anything. A third will demote you apprentice until you can learn how to function as a fair warrior of this clan. That is all, continue on."

And then she looked to the others, seemingly more relaxed. It was time for change, it was time build up her clan to something better.

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