Happy (late) Thanksgiving! On AO3 I'm posting a fanfic about Waterstar's life, but I probably won't be posting it here so you can go over there if you want to check it out.
The small gray tabby apprentice was running around camp, doing various tasks for various clanmates. She hated being the only mutant blood in the clan; there was really no one to help her do all this stuff. Some cats actually needed her help, while others were just plain lazy. Most of the lazy cats were highbloods. She could see the satisfied grins on their faces while she made their nests or brought a mouse up to them.
Neonpaw was waiting for her littermate to return from patrol, and she didn't want to sit around doing nothing while she did. The cats were taking longer than usual to return, and it was starting to bug her. A border patrol shouldn't take that long. Were they encountering trouble?
She told herself not to worry as she continued through her orders, but the thoughts kept coming back to her. Her sister and only friend was there! If something bad happened to Goldenpaw, she would be extremely upset - her life as a mutant blood was already bad enough, and she didn't want it to be any worse.
Finally, her neon red eyes caught sight of a pale golden pelt, but it was tainted with many visible scratches. They had encountered some trouble after all, Neonpaw had been right. Now she wanted to find out exactly what happened.
All five cats who had been in the border patrol went straight to the medicine den, most of them had minor injuries like Goldenpaw but Neonpaw had noticed one warrior from the group had a major injury, teal blood had been all over her pelt.
The mutant-blooded apprentice had just finished tending to some of the clan elders, so she wasn't doing anything at the moment. That meant she could go to the medicine den; she really wanted to check up on her littermate and find out what happened. Plus, her help would be needed over there!
The small feline made her way into ColorClan's medicine den, as she did, the scents of herbs washed over her. She saw Cloverleaf, the medicine cat, pressing cobwebs onto the injured warrior's wound. The jade-blood she-cat looked relieved to see her come in. "Neonpaw!" she called, turning her head in the apprentice's direction, "Can you quickly go to the forest and collect some dock for me?" Quickly turning to the herb store and showing the apprentice some dock leaves, she added, "I know you want to find out what happened, and you'll find out after you do this."
Neonpaw nodded and backed out of the den to do her task, she couldn't refuse, anyway. Plus, she actually wanted to help Cloverleaf. Cats were seriously in need, no one was asking her to do anything out of laziness.
She ran out of camp as fast as she could.
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