Snowkit looked arouned. The medicine cat's praise made her happy. She was young, but this somehow actually made her happy afterall. She heared praises a lot of times, like " You will be a good warrior." " You play mossball well." " You are such a nice kit!", but she always ignorned them or thought they were lying but this time, she really felt with her heart that it was true. She alwaus wanted to be a warrior, because they were warriors around. She wasn't on tribe: "I want to be a warrior!". She was more like: "I guess, I will be a warrior?" No, it wasn't because of Dovekit, that foxheart. Dovekit had nothing to do with this. Just she wanted to be a warrior,since she didn't knew what she could do. The path of a warrior wasn't exciting to her,or that enoying. Life of a warrior was helping the clan, but not in the way she wanted to help her clan. A life on battles or fighting, wasn't really her jam. She wanted to die in peace, not in a battle. NO, she wasn't scared, but she prefered living a long time, before going to Starclan from old age, not dying beging young. She could understand why cats wanted to die for their clan, in a battle, but not her. And she really cound't stand DOvekit beging a foxheart, that she was. That even made the matters worse. So, should she be an unhappy warrior, or...
No, you are not going to do this.- she thought to herself.
Should she decide?
"I have something to ask."- she said after long silence.
"What is it?"- the medicine cat asked, with her cream pelt, fluffing somehow.
"I don't know what I'm going to do in the clan."- Snowkit replied, looking sad.
Why I can't decide? Is it bad?- she asked herself in her mind sadly.
"You are still young. You have time to choose, what are you gonna do in the Clan."- the medicine cat replied sounding helping, and friendly.
"I always wanted to be warrior, but now I don't know anymore."- Snowkit said sadly, finally saiying out loud her worries.
"What do you mean, that you wanted to be warrior?"- Lightpelt asked counfused.
"I never felt the thrill. I never wanted to fight. I never wanted to die in a battle. I wanted to be ,just because I thought there is no other choice."- Snowkit replied, expaiyning what she meant.
"What about the medicine cat path? You could heal cats and communicate with Starclan."- Lightpelt said with hope in her voice.
These words changed her world forever. Many moons later she would joke to others that was when she realised that warrior life wasn't for her, but it was true. These words really changed her world forever. Whiout them she would be stuck as an unhappy warrior, and she proably would die unhappy. That was the thrill she needed in that moment. Her mind was screaming : Go for it! She wanted to say yes so badly. She even felt that was the most happy moment in her life.
"Yes. Now I know what I want to do in life. I want to become a medicine cat."- a young kit speaking so wisly was a rare thing, but a cat could tell, that she was saying the truth. Others might had said, that she might have regretted it later, but in truth she never regretted those words. Seasons later was greatful that she said those words, and told cats, that she cound't imagine what would happened, if she said no.
"Are you sure? The path of a medicine cat is supossed to be walked alone. You can't have a mate or kits, and you will be lonly till the end."- LIghtpelt said sounding scared and afraid.
But Snowkit was sure, that was the right choice.
"I'm sure. Beside, I don't think I want to have a mate, or kits."- Snowkit replied truthfully.
"So,Snowkit, soon I will tell, if you became my appretience."- Lightpelt replied.
But Snowkit knew. That was her new dream, and she cound't help, but smile.