Hey readers! We're gonna have a bit of a change up today. This chapter is going to be from Foxpaw's P.O.V because I feel like no one really got his personality. He's supposed to be the handsome male who's gracious and humble but fierce to protect his friends and family and hates being lied to or backstabbed. So later in the story can you people tell me how I made him out to be? It'd be great if you did.
This is more of a teaser than anything, so sorry about that. I just really didn't want to make another chapter yet but I wanted to write, so...yeah.
Another thing. A few people have requested OC's in this story, and the fact that they asked for MY story to represent them is just great. You guys rock. Especially Snowblossom0904 and Featherpool16. Thanks for that guys.
That brings me to a competition like thingy. 50th reviewer gets any OC they choose in this, MY, story. It can be a friend of a certain characters, a family member, some cats' kitten, ect. Except Tinypaw because her kits are all named and I already have an OC kitten going for her. Anyways, it's whatever you choose. Members PM the description and name of the cat if you win and I will put it through.
That's all, I suppose. So here, read your tease chapter!
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Foxpaw's P.O.V
"Foxpaw, what have I told you about having to always have every possible herb stacked up? We're out of water reed again and I told you to get some earlier! To be a Medicine Cat you always have to be prepared and you never seem to listen to anything I s-"
Sighing, I patiently wait for my Mentor to stop speaking before I yelp out, "Stubstem, I DID get the water reed! But then we used it on Beavertooth's gashes, remember? It was to keep the wound from drying out since we couldn't find any creek salt to powder it with and we didn't have cobwebs to wrap it."
My Mentor shakes her grey pelt before spitting, "Well, we're out of reed again, so go get some!"
Frowning, I mutter, "I went to Shadowclan today already. I'm not sure they'll be happy if I go into their territory again.
Stunstep just cackles out, "Go! Out of my Medicine Cat Den!"
I swiftly turn and slither of the thick bushes that made a supposed Medicine Cat Den. Our Clan was all filled with actually several Warrior Den's and a big Nursery and there was little room for a Medicine Den, so we were shoved in a little dug up hole between three fat bushes and an overhanging willow tree that protected us from weather. It was pitiful, but it worked.
I went to walk out of our Clan but was stopped by Cloudypaw, a silver tabby she-cat with a cute pink nose and neat paws. She was Stubstem's niece, and was a rather gorgeous example of the opposite gender. Once in between kithood and Apprentice time, we had something going on, but it was merely a kitten crush and never developed. When I became a Medicine Cat, we broke off our little experiment, and my feelings had long since faded, though Cloudypaw had admitted to still feeling something for me more than once.
"Foxpaw," she gushed out shyly. "I'm done with my duties today. Are you going to get more health stuff? I can come too and help, if you want."
The way she said "health stuff" put that idea off right away. I knew Cloudypaw wouldn't be able to tell a hawk from a chickadee let alone a certain herb.
"No thanks, Cloudypaw," I said politely. Curt. "I'm going to Shadowclan to get reeds myself in the wetland, so you won't want to come." I was right. Dirt or mud made her cringe. Cloudypaw hated anything altering her pretty appearance.
Before she could respond, I was out of the Clan and trotting away.
