Not alone | Sunfeather

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    JEWELPELT

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    The calico molly laid in a moss nest, her breathing regular and fine. She was sleeping deeply, her heart beating peacefully. Dreamless sleep was merciful for Jewelpelt, because the dreams would be horrible. She suddenly resuscitated and felt a warm breeze pet her nose, or rather tickle. She slowly opened her eyes, vision unclear but then it went to normal. Jewelpelt found herself in the medicine cat den, smell of herbs in the air. She lifted her head off her white paws and looked around. She noticed her nest was oddly red at some places. She remembered... she remembered. A chill ran down her spine. She got flashbacks. The attacker, scent of RiverClan in the air, the black she-cat’s words. “What are you. A kittypet?!” She glanced over at her flank. Pain flashed through her body when she saw the deep wounds covered in cobwebs and some unknown herbs. Luckily, it didn’t look infected. She licked the clawmark on her cheek, and she noticed a taste of herbs too. She just hoped she wound’t have scars. The one on her neck seemed to be okay too...

    She noticed a fiery ginger she-cat sorting herbs on the side. She licked her cheek and looked at her. “Sunfeather?” she asked, not really knowing what to say next. Or what she wanted to ask. What did she want? Did she want to ask what happened? To tell her who did it? To ask what are the herbs? If she was going to be okay? When she could go out? Or... did she just need a friend?


    // .nico.   .solarflare. oof sorry this took so long





    *:･ﾟ✦ sunfeather

    —— we could be waltzin' | darkclan medicine cat *:･ﾟ✦


    The copper tabby had just finished applying all the poultices and herbs needed to let Jewelpelt heal. Thankfully, the warriors had gotten her in time. The medicine cat had been sorting through her herbs, trying to clear up the mess that she had made. That was when she heard the dilute calico’s call. Turning, Sunfeather smiled. "You scared me, Jewelpelt. What were you thinking going on patrol by yourself? Or even being alone after all of these dreadful moons?! But who am I to judge? I go out by myself on herb patrols. Still, a lot of cats care about you. Don’t scare us like that again."


    Padding over, she examined all of the wounds one more time. A constant thing when one is faced with severe wounds. Her copper gaze was full of worry for her friend. The one friend she had since her insanity had kicked in.



    "Speech."



    JEWELPELT

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    Jewelpelt smiled warmly. Worried? Scared? Did they worry about her? Jewelpelt always doubted herself and her powers to be a part of her clan. But she sometimes forgot that unbelievably for her, there were people that cared about her. Not that she would not care about them, it just... sounded so unbelievable. Why would they want her? Was she special? No, totally not. She felt like she was supposed to be happy with them. A feeling of guiltiness drawn her in, the smile got away from her muzzle. As the medicine cat was doing her work, Jewelpelt didn’t make a single sound. It prickled a little, but she needed to last. When Sunfeather was done, Jewelpelt starting making an effort to stand up. It was authomatical for her, she wanted to help her friend dump the used herbs, but the pain didn’t let her. She let out a sigh. She was even more useless now. Weird enough she could be more useless than she already was. “Thanks, Sunfeather. I-I’m sorry, I feel like I don’t deserve all you do for me. I was stupid,” she said, laying her head on her paws.










    *:･ﾟ✦ sunfeather

    —— we could be waltzin' | darkclan medicine cat *:･ﾟ✦


    Something was off with Jewelpelt. Her words were that of a cat that believed she was nothing. Who would tell the dilute Maine Coon such a thing? She was a kind soul that had grown to be a major part of their clan. Her copper gaze lit with an anger and her tone was harsh as she spoke. "Now where did you get a mouse-brained idea like that? First of all, I am a medicine cat. I heal cats for a living. Secondly, you are my friend. The least I can do is help you out. You were there for me when I needed a friend. So, cut this dung out and get it through your head that you are important to each and every one of us here."



    "Speech."


    JEWELPELT

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    Jewel looked up at Sunfeather, her eyes getting blurred with the salty liquid. "W-well, th-e att-acker t-old me-e I wa-asn't a r-real Da-arkClan-n wa-r-rior and tha-at I was wo-o-rthless. Bu-ut... sh-e jus-t brou-ght up ol-d stuff. I've known tha-at for to-o lo-ong and... it ju-ust hurt to he-ear it f-from some-one else-e. Es-pecially wh-en I know it wa-as truth. I know you're doing your job. And so you don't see... I do nothing for DarkClan. I cannot hunt nor fight. I'm as useful as a dead fox," she said. First off, how in StarClan's sake was she important? Secondly, what was happening with her voice?







    *:･ﾟ✦ sunfeather

    —— we could be waltzin' | darkclan medicine cat *:･ﾟ✦


    "Whoever told you that has dung for brains. Look at all you've done for our clan. You helped us fight off the wolves. You are so welcoming to others. I can't stand to see you beating yourself up over some idiot's words." Sunfeather placed a soft lick on her friend's ear. "You're my friend. That is worth something. If you do feel this way, it's okay...but I hate to see you hurting over this."



    "Speech."


    JEWELPELT

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    Jewelpelt listened with eyes widening. She... really did something for the clan? The truth was, the ideiot who came up with it was her herself. The attacker only repeated her. The dilute molly slightly purred, but then grew serious again. “Sunfeather, I wanted to ask you a... pretty important question. This moon, I mean, I’ve been feeling a little weird. You know, a while ago we had something with Pinefall, and... I’m growing concerned. Wanted to ask you if... you can tell if I’m expecting...”


    //OOC hint: she is