Shame is six clawed
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Chapter 13: A new day
Rushpaws POV
Greif tugged at Rushpaws heart as he sat in a small sunlit clearing just out of Thunderclan camp staring at the freshly churned earth where moments earlier he had helped bury a good friend of his who he would never forget.
Rushpaw turned away, he was numb, and Mousefur hadn't deserved to die. Even as an elder she had displayed the strength and fierceness that would have made her a formidable warrior when she was younger,.
Still once she had contracted Greencough her strength hadn't been enough to fight the disease and she had gone to Starclan in the night.
When he had bought Leafpool a mouse yesterday and seen her scrawny body lying curled up in her nest he had been reminded of Brackenfur and how he had looked in the warriors den when Rushpaw had found him.
He remembered the moment he had heard the news, he had been so worried about Brackenfur, he had stayed outside the medicine cat den waiting for Leafpool to come out and finally she had.
"I'm sorry Rushpaw but Brackenfur is going to have to stay with me for a while. His shoulder wound has become infected and he needs to rest" she had sent him back to his den but he hadn't minded. Brackenfur was alive and that was all that mattered to Rushpaw.
Rushpaw walked back into camp and was immediately attacked by Poppykit, Honeykit, and Cinderkit.
"We have you now invader!" Honeykit squeaked as she bit his ear, Rushpaw fell under the weight of the kit attack and rolled over trying to dislodge the needle sharp claws digging into his back.
"Hey! Be careful you almost squashed me!" Cinderkit huffed as she was shaken off; the kits continued their assault until a weak meow sounded from near the medicine den.
"Kits leave Rushpaw alone! He has a lot of training to catch up on!" Rushpaw looked up as the kits scampered over to see Brackenfur who was leaning on the side of the medicine den. His amber eyes sparkling with amusement and his light brown fur nearly groomed.
Rushpaw shook the dirt from his fur and made his way over to Brackenfur, he gently nudged his mentor being careful not to hurt him. The kits rubbed on their fathers legs and purred while Sorreltail watched from outside the nursery where she was lying.
" Firestar said our apprentice ceremony is tomorrow, you'll be there right?" Poppykit asked a tiny bit of worry in her otherwise joy filled blue eyes. Brackenfur licked the top of her head.
" Of course I'll be there, nothing could stop me from seeing my tiny warriors become apprentices" Brackenfur meowed softly. Suddenly feeling like he was intruding on the family Rushpaw slipped away.
Brackenfurs POV
I watched Rushpaw walk away sadly, he was young to be so alone, sure he had Daisy and all of Thunderclan but I know it's not the same as really having a family.
Sorreltail called the kits to her and they went back into the nursery for a nap, when I looked at my family I felt so much joy and love. It was so sad that Rushpaw had never gotten to experience these feelings.
Leafpool had given me the herbs that would stop the infection in my shoulder but it had been Rushpaw who saved my life. Sorreltail had told me how he was the one who realised something was wrong before any other cat.
I wondered where his family was, Daisy said to me that she thought his mother had abandoned him but that didn't make any sense. Rushpaw was kind and caring and brave a little bit clumsy but he couldn't help that.
I shrugged off my worries, it didn't matter why he had been abandoned or who had done it. Today was a new day, a fresh start and Rushpaw was carving a new life for himself.
