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Eternalstar slipped into the apprentice den, it was late, very late so she was carefully to be silent as she picked her way through the slumbering bodies. Over to the particular tom she was looking for, reaching out a small paw to nudge him in the side. "Mandarinpaw." She hissed lowly into his ear, leaning right into his space to keep from disturbing any of the other young ones except him. She leaned back waiting to see some sign of him waking.
The heap of white-and-orange fur rose and fell slowly as he breathed, lost in his dreams. As a paw nudged him, he shifted slightly, and he heard a whispering of his name. How did the trees know his name? He cocked his head, glancing around. Was it StarClan? No, this voice was far more familiar, and strangely loud...
It occurred to him why, and he blearily opened his eyes to his den. Mandarinpaw lifted his head and glanced around, and when his gaze fell on the leader it flew wide. Woah! What was Eternalstar doing here?!
"Come along." Eternalstar whispered, sounding like a mother beckoning her kit home. Though despite having kits of her own Eternalstar had and never would consider herself a mother. She never had a hand in raising her own and didn't plan on taking a more involved role in their lives at any point. She could pretend though that she had that maternal instinct, after all pretending was one of the things she did best. Something she found herself doing a lot and that she knew she would only be doing even more of in the future. She moved from the den and out into camp, waiting for the apprentice to slip out behind her.
As soon as she left the den he scrambled to his paws and shook out his loose fur, craned his neck to lick at his side and try and smooth some of it down. He wasn't sure why the leader wanted him, but it must be important, and he didn't want to look like some scruffy half-awake kitten in front of her! Mandarinpaw did his best to make himself presentable in the short time he had, then quickly navigated the den and slipped out after her. "Where are we going? Are we on a secret mission?"
Eternalstar was already tired of him and it had been less than a moment in his company; that was all it took. "No secret mission for us today." She laughed, hoping it didn't sound as dry as she really felt inside. "I just want to show you something really quick and have a small chat." The leader lead them towards the border, the one she would be showing him as she hurried him along it and over the other side. Hopefully then he could be out of sight and out of mind.
"Okay." Mandarinpaw trotted after her. He was fairly cheerful at first, but doubts started to creep into his mind. A chat, with him? Was he in trouble? He didn't think he had done anything wrong, but maybe she was going to yell at him for not hanging out with the other apprentices enough... he'd talked to Mangopaw, but otherwise he only hung out with his family. He was scared to meet everyone else.
They walked in silence until the hit the border, Eternalstar making the conscious decision to keep Mandarinpaw on edge hoping the jumpier he was the easier this whole affair would be settled. Turning she let out a heavy sigh as she looked towards the apprentice. "I would like to start by apologizing. I tried to think of other ways to handle this, other avenues to take, but I kept coming back to the same answer over and over again..." trailing off her waited for him to ask the questions she was expecting.
"Um... it's okay, Eternalstar." Mandarinpaw looked up at her, mildly confused. What was she apologizing for? Should he be comforting her? He wasn't sure how. Really, he felt a strange urge to apologize himself, but that didn't make much sense either. "Um, Eternalstar.... what are you apologizing for? Do you-- are you sure you have the right cat?"
"Oh, I'm sure." Eternalstar said sardonically, the urge to laugh at the naive toms question striking her. Really it was a shame she was sending him away, thus far he had proved amusing if only in his innocence. "I'm apologizing because I brought you out here to send you away. I have observed you and I honestly just don't think your cut out for the life of a warrior. My apologies." Her words were slow, pitched softly as if she could cushion the blow. Playing the apologetic leader to the end, even if her actions clearly portrayed her as something else.
Not meant to be a warrior? Freezing, the startled tom looked up at her with hopeless honey eyes. It hurt to hear the words out loud, though he'd wondered the same thing so many times. "But-but Eternalstar... Dad's a warrior, and-and my siblings, and even Mom..." What would they think of his failure? Blue had been a kittypet before she joined the clan, but she was as fierce as any; Thymerobin had even lost a leg, but she was still a warrior? Mandarinpaw cringed. "Please, give me a chance! I-I won't fail this time!"
"Mandarinpaw, sweetie..." She trailed off and gave him a pitying look. "There are no more chances, you didn't even fail so to say." There words weren't meant as comfort, Eternalstar simply wanting the tom to understand how unsuited he truly was. "I don't think you ever truly had the sort of fierce warrior quality we needed. And that's not a failure, it just means you're suited for others things, maybe healing? There are other roles you can take on, but a warrior in springclan is not one I think you can fit into."
He had entertained thoughts of healing once, but he had no memory for it, and he was too shy in emergency situations to even think about helping other cats. But then... he wouldn't make much of a fighter if that was the case, either. WAs she right? He knew she was. "But--- give me a chance to be something /else/ in SpringClan, then... please... what about my family?!"
How would Thymerobin feel, knowing her brother was incompetent when she could be a warrior without a leg? His mother Blue, who used to be a kittypet?
She couldn't help it, she laughed, she laughed until the edges of the humor curled away to reveal something darker that was simmer under her skin. Fed by her growing paranoia and soon to become a mass to deep entwined within her to safely remove. "I think you misunderstand what's happened Mandarinpaw. You're obsolete to me, no longer needed. There will be no doing something else. There will be no more chances. Your option is to find a new home, which I think is rather generous of me to begin with. If I was my father I would have killed you by now and buried you in a shallow grave after eating your organs."
He swallowed hard and looked away. This was his home. How could he leave? He looked up at her, desperate, and flung himself at her paws. He had no dignity, no courage to simply walk away; he was nothing, nothing, without his family, without his clan, and he needed this. "I'll do anything, just don't throw me out there, please, I'll die," Mandarinpaw sobbed. He crawled closer to her and looked up with watery eyes. "Th-there has to be something you need me to d-do, j-j-just let me be the moss gath-gatherer, I'll be good, you can't let me go, I'll di-die out there!"
[ it's going against my nature to turn him away. i had to remind myself this is what eternalstar would do. ]
Staring down at him with cold eyes she was unmoved, instead she only felt vague irritation and disgust to such a pathetic display. "You can just go join another clan, I don't care what you go on to do. But it won't be anything within Springclan." She snapped, finally becoming fed up with his rambling. "There is more to life than just Springclan." She continued in a softer tone, eyes turning away to look out at the land beyond their borders. Suddenly plagued by a sense of unease, though she knew there could be no one watching them.
"A-Another clan?" He sniffed, trying and failing to regain some self-control. "But-but.. I like this one. And what if we end up fighting SpringClan? I couldn't hurt my clanmates! My-my former clanmates!" His voice broke on the word former.
"Sometimes you have to make hard choices.." She hummed, sounding wrongly comforting; something she had no right to be. Not when she was shooing him his from his home and turning her back on him. "You'll make it if you have anything redeemable in you."
His shoulders sagged. If she thought he had anything redeemable, she wouldn't be kicking him out, would she? Her kind voice just increased his worries and he cracked. Finally, finally, the ex-apprentice turned away and stared beyond the border at the rest of the world. His new home. "Okay. Okay," he mumbled to himself. "You can do this."
