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By the sound of the words coming out of the she cats mouth, he knew it was time. However, the male was expecting to feel his heartbeat race and start to panic...but he felt completely calm. Munja remembered when Wintercloud asked him and he panicked and couldn't even tell her anything, just the top of the layer that was the most basic way to describe his life.
The male analyzed the stars by each thought he was thinking, so when he looked at one star he could remember what he had to say, another star for another thought. He was planning to tell her as much as his body could hold. The tabby never cried much, but he figured a few drop might fall down the side of his cheek.
"I got it from my mother. It means thunderclap in the language my grandmother spoke, and my mother admired her mother dearly and named me after an unknown language to me. After living in this clan for a decent amount of time now, I've bet you've noticed my name isn't like the rest, huh?" He took a deep breath and continued. "I'm not really from a clan...you see...I kind of grew up in the wild...with my family...We had always been on the outskirts of different clans, but never got close enough to where they would send out scouts to check us out. We kind of called ourselves 'ally-cats' because we just lived off of the land, me, my two older brothers, one younger sister, a ma and pa and my grandmother. It was just us and that was it..."
"I bet you've probably noticed I act a bit different too, eh? Thats because I....I've never really met anyone else other than my family. The first member of this clan I met was Voletail...thats a whole different story I dont know if you really want to know." Munja chuckled a bit. "You're actually the first stranger, that I can actually call my friend...if you dont mind me calling you that haha."
"But...." He took another deep breath because he knew this was going to hurt him a lot more than he had hoped for, "But...one night we all fell asleep and I woke up the next sunrise and they had all left me. No sign where they went, no idea what happened to them. They didn't even tell me they were leaving, they just got up and left. Never even said goodbye..." He could feel his throat swell up as he was trying with every muscle in his small body to resist the first drop that would soon hit his silver fur.
"It uh...well...My younger sister, Grom, she meant a lot to me. She was my only friend. She took care of me and I took care of her." At the thought of his sister, the first tear was shed. "My brothers never treated me the same. They always hurt me and took advantage of me. I mean...it wasn't like they really needed it. My dad already liked them more than me, so why did they keep trying to prove it to me? My father never appreciated me, he always looked at me like I was some freak. Like I wasn't honored to be his son. It hurt...Ill admit that...but I hated my father because he hated me. I look a lot like him actually...and it makes me so irritated every time I see my reflection. Everyone in my family treated me differently, but not Grom.
"Ive never been used to having others give me time, but you..." The male took his eyes off of the stars he was using to track his life to look at Ash, "you took your time....and I dont....I-" A slow moving river was starting to appear on his face now. He sat up now, shaking his head but looking away. He didn't like to show weakness, even to his new friend. "I dont think I can ever repay you...." He continued as his soft blue eyes were covered by his eyelids, staring at nothing now.
//whoa sorry, that was a lot longer than I thought & the med apprentice spot is a race for three xD
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