Posts by Moonlightring

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    "I'm well, thank you," purred Moonlightring. It was a little odd, she thought, that Aurorakit would find her kits adorable, as they were nearing 5 moons and she herself was a kit, but Moonlightring would definitely not argue. To her they would always be adorable babies. "What's going on with these cobwebs? You okay?"

    "Then all these cuts just appeared--Holy Starclan, look at you! It's--you got into a fight, didn't you--Who did this?" Moonlightring could clearly see the wounds had not been inflicted by another kit. She began to groom them, first of all. Already she knew the steps she would take to treat them, but what she wanted to know was who had inflicted them.

    "Lionkit, hold on, this is serious, i will talk to you when I'm done here," said Moonlightring. Clearly her son didn't even care about the wounded kit who had come in here. As usual he was absorbed in himself. And he was five moons old. Very soon he would pass out of her care and into that of a mentor. Maybe the mentor would get through to him, maybe Lionkit would mature out of it. She prayed it would be so.


    She looked back at Aurorakit. "Stay with me. You and I are going to Phoenixstar as soon as I patch you up and we're going to tell him what you told me. This ends here and you don't ever have to go back to Demonfang again, you don't ever have to see him."


    She continued cleaning the wounds.

    "Lionkit's just a little nervous right now," said Moonlightring. "It's nothing you did. You're fine--you came to the right place. I'm sorry, my apprentice passed away and I've been tending to my kits... Let me go make a poultice." She moved back towards the rear of the den. "Lionkit? If this is upsetting you just head back out to camp. The other kits would probably love it if you joined them. Manakit might even be there. If not maybe you can go calm down inside the den. Nobody else is in there right now." She wasn't sure if seeing the wounded kit was upsetting him or what. He had been fine just before.


    She found the herbs she needed and began to chew them. Aurorakit had quite a few gashes that needed application.

    "I'm just--glad I was off with my kits when it was found," said Moonlightring. "I was spared that last memory of him. He's in Starclan now--I know that's where he's got to be. Where I'll be soon, everyone will be. But I know Starclan. It isn't like this life. It's not better--it's just different. And like there are bad things about this existence, Starclan's missing stuff as well. There is no perfect place, just a...sort of bunch of stepping stones we jump from one to the next. Those in Starclan even speak of a realm beyond theirs."

    "What are you doing!" yowled Moonlightring. She abruptly went and pushed her son away from the plants. Moving fast for an arthritic cat dying of kidney disease. But adrenaline still worked fine. She hooked her claws into a bundle of dried yarrow and put it before him. "Eat. Eat all of this now."


    Her face showed the whites of her eyes. She'd never been so terrified in her life.


    ooc: Sure, you can kill him if you want. She has other kits.

    "Cut it out and eat the yarrow, NOW. If you don't eat it right now I'm going to force feed it." Moonlightring had no idea what he'd eaten but he'd been in the area where some really potent stuff was stored. "Why in the world would you do this, are you crazy."


    Yet that was it, she knew it. Her son was insane, and there was little she could do. Everyone always made jokes about being crazy, but it was about the least funny thing she could think of.