Two birds on a wire |P| Larkpaw

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    MOTTLEWISH

    the tales untold

    As the sun set, the dilute calico slipped out of the nursery. The kits were long sleeping, well, at least most of them, and those the rest of the queens would manage. There was something more important on the molly’s mind at the moment. She buried her claws into the bark as she swiftly climbed up the tree. She wondered how old was it? How long would it last? Because if those two trees were to be the camp, SkyClan would definitely have to move someday. What if the entire construction fell apart?


    She was sure though that they wouldn’t have picked this as a place to reside if they hadn’t checked it was safe first. And it seemed to work so far, so the age of the trees was probably the worst thing to worry about at that moment. After all, it was leafbare. They needed to work three times as hard as any other season.


    And the apprentices had to work hard though. Larkkit felt so unsure back then so she hoped Heronstar wasn’t going too hard on her training. Mottle walked in and looked for the young apprentice in the crowd of training cats.


    She missed the kit. Sometimes she wished she could be a kit forever. Having her in the nursery was amazing, but as she’s learnt many times before, nothing lasts eternity. She wasn’t ready to let go of their friendship though. With a smile not showing any signs of sadness, she noticed Larkpaw standing in the back of the room. She seemed to be alone.


    “Hey, Larkpaw? How have you been? It’s been a while,” she said. She totally should’ve made time for her earlier, but she was busy with clan life. Maybe she could find out more about how it was going or ask how her mentor was.


    // larkpaw.

    ☆☆☆☆☆

    Being an apprentice was all she could dream of with a huge side of exhaustion. She could barely life her paws sometimes. Training was so labor entsive. She had to run battle moves over and over again until her muscles ached. Then they would practice hunting until she couldn't see straight. All of it was fun though. She wasn't over the moon about being so tired all of the time but she was having a good time training. She knew she had it a little bit better though. Heronstar was relatively busy, leaving her with periods of free time. The other apprentices seemed to be training day in and day out. This gave her a little time to rest her paws and sleep a little. Overall, Heronstar was a good mentor to say the least. She was understanding and kind but also pushed her to do her best.


    Larkpaw had been a little less outgoing recently. She was still happy but she was too tired to talk to people all the time. She liked her alone time now and often found herself lost in her thoughts, gazing off into the distance at nothing. As she was watching the clouds pass by, she was snapped out of her thoughts by a voice. She spun around with a smile to face Mottlewish. "Oh Mottlewish! Hello! I'm good. A little tired though. How are you? How are the kits? Are they still a handful?" She missed talking to her old friend and Larkpaw was so excited to see her again. Their lives had just been so busy that they hadn't had the chance to talk like before.



    ("Speech", Thoughts)

    MOTTLEWISH

    the tales untold

    Mottlewish nodded. Larkpaw was... she seemed so collected. Not that much of a kit anymore. Quite surprising, she didn't get to see her grow up like this. Probably Heronstar trained her well to be an adult. She scanned her for any injuries, but really, she just seemed tired. Oh, StarClan, she was so tall already. "I'm happy to hear you're doing good... yeah, I'm a bit tired too. It's a little hard to take care of all of them you know. It's just buzzing in your brain. Like bees. Exactly like bees," she smirked to herself and the strange choice of a metaphor. Yeah, sometimes they made her feel pretty dizzy. They didn't sting, but she just wished for the honeycomb sometimes. To see them as apprentices and warriors, healthy and ready for life.


    "But I like my job. It's rewarding and... the only one I am qualified to have," she said, almost adding a chuckle. It was funny she could've been a leader now, wasn't it? Ridiculous even. DarkClan had Eageblossom as their leader now, Pitchstar's sister. She was sure the clan was in good paws.