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[Might as well start some Rping!]

Was it worth it?

The grim fragments of her mind scattered around the Clan as she kept replaying familiar memories inside her head. Her paws lay gently onto the ground, and her head on her paws. It was the typical, hot, sunny day in the marshes with ghastly humidity from the surrounding areas.
Windchaser let out a long sigh as her mind wondered back into the nursery and her kit days, her mentoring by her mother, her Warrior ceremony all the way to becoming Deputy. Time does fly, doesn't it...
She let out a laugh, thinking of the stories her moter used to tell her. She began to think of her twin brother, and then her kits. Quickly she shut the thoughts out of her mind. Have I done the right thing?
Once again, the rather small she-cat closed her eyes, letting her head rest on her paws. Stop thinking these things. You're life is good... you're here, in ShadowClan.

[~All I Need]

[shadow=orange,left,300]Magmakit
Sighing in contentment, Magma hugged the shadows as he flounced around the edge of the ShadowClan camp. All was well: Fragmentpaw had pretty much adopted Cavernkit, Dawnkit, and himself...and his apprentice ceremony was looming ahead of him.

Soon, he and his siblings would be able to prove that they are more than capable of proving themselves worthy of being ShadowClan apprentices. Though Magmakit did want to fufill that job, he was not as intent on being strong as Cavernkit was. The orange kit's personality didn't suit with strength and war. He was a peaceful and tranquil soul, a type that was easy to please and wanted to live as a loner.

Magmakit was a very thoughtful cat, one so much as to sense the kind of thoughts one is thinking. He couldn't read minds, oh no, but he could just feel it. It was a sensation that only he could explain. Turning his fire-orange eyes to the tingling sensation at the back of his churning mind, Magmakit sighted Windchaser, the ShadowClan deputy. He knew nothing about her kits, or how she had to give them up...But he could feel her deeply buried pain. Fireice and Tanshadow's kits frankly stayed away from many--if not all--of their ShadowClan peers. But the burning sensation to walk up to the deputy of ShadowClan pulled Magmakit to sit on the dusty ground and say: "Evening, Windchaser. May I have the privelege to sit with you?"

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[Can you make your font a little less blurry, thank you. I had to highlight it. ;D]

Looking around, then up, the ShadowClan was a tiny suprised of the voice. StarClan? she wondered, letting her puzzled expression face up towards the floating, white clouds and light blue sky. No... not StarClan you goof. Feeling a little embarrassed, she put on an awkward smile, then looked down at the kit, nodding.
"Hello there Magmakit, enjoying the view of the camp outside from the nursery?" Her question was guine, but intending to let the kit know she shouldn't wonder too far away. However a smile remained on her grayish face while her green eyes lit up. She had always loved kits, as did Goldenwind... but it wasn't for her. Not after her mother needed her.
"You know, it's a beautiful day... why aren't you playing and exploring with the others?"

[~All I Need]

[Sure! Sorry, I always go a little overboard on the special effects with lettering. ]
Magmakit
A small, extremely unreadable smile made Magmakit's eyes narrow. He could read, feel the surprise, the puzzled cloud, then the embarassment flash through his Clan's deputy's mind. When she had nodded, he turned around a few times, his flaming paws kicking up some dust motes, and settled down facing Windchaser.
"Yes. I am most indeed enjoying the veiw, Windchaser, ma'am." he mewed, orange eyes glowing with interest. "I do believe that it is a beautiful day, Ms. Windchaser...But it's just that I don't find kitten games enjoyable in the slightest bit. I prefer to wander in the marsh and forests to look at wildlife and herbs. I find the idea of the medicine cat life very..." he pondered for the right word for a moment, his face set in a comical twist. "Very fitting for my personality. If only I could work up the courage to ask Shrewspots about being her apprentice..." his voice trailed off like he had said too much.

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She slipped a small smile on her face. A kit that wants to spend his life studying, calming people down, and healing... my, oh, my. She was a tiny bit shocked, since all she wanted to do was a kit was become a beloeved leader, and every time she had to opportunity... she refused, wanting to believe every day her mother was coming back.
But she wasn't. However, Windchaser still did enjoy being deputy, sorting out patrols, and hunting. What a rare gift... but I suppose it it usually is. "Well, we'll have to see who Shrespots picks. However don't let your passion go to waste no matter what."
She remembered Willowtail, then Arrowpelt. My dear Arrowpelt. He was the only family member who understood her... but once Winterfrost died, he had left the Clan for a while, trying to find himself. I miss you... and Blackthorn. They were Dreamcatcher, her brother's kits... and they had bonded more than she ever imagined.

[~All I Need]

Magmakit
Magmakit was usually good about keeping his emotions concealed, but hearing those words from Windchaser brought a sudden surge of joy from within him that leaked out on his face. Eyes lighting up and small smile growing so wide that he was baring all of his teeth unconsciously, he asked: "Windchaser? What do you think of me wanting to become a medicine cat? Despite the fact my mother was a kittypet who was a ShadowClan warrior but was misjudged and my father is a ex-ThunderClan warrior, now here..." by then, that bright that was on his face was now nothing but a ghost. A closed look now blocked any other emotions from escaping.

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"My dear, don't let the past judge who you are today," she said firmly, realizing what this kit might go through in the next couple of months. Her own father was a loner, her mother brought in from another Clan, but her blood was ShadowClan. Her mother's blood would always be from her past clan, trying to become Shadow, but not reaching her set goals. However Windchaser loved this Clan and would never let it go... never.
"Don't let the other cats tell you who you are. It takes loyalty and love of the Clan you are in to be a true warrior. If you love this Clan, you'll stay in it until the day you retire into the elder's den... or the day you'll die fighting to stay in this Clan and remain ShadowClan. Blood does not depend on where you were born, but where you were raised and what your reaction is to it." The words came out of her mouth so solemnly. She looked down at her paws, letting them rest firmly in the ground.
This is my home, she thought, letting a small smile come upon her face. The first smile she had truly had in months.

[~All I Need]

Magmakit
Magmakit felt joy rush through him like a melting waterfall as Windchaser spoke. Though he did wish he was closer to Tanshadow and yearned to know and love his dead mother, Fireice, Magmamkit didn't want that more than he wanted to gain knowledge and break through the dream boundaries that separated reality from StarClan. He knew that that he would eventually accomplish that.
"Thank you, Windchaser....For everything..."

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The deputy looked down at the cat and smiled. Her family knew the pain of not fitting in. Her own nephew understood that he was not right for Medicine Cat, for he wanted love. Oh, my poor newphew... I wonder how you are doing tonight. She knew what it was like to lose something you loved. She loved her kits, she loved her mother, she loved Goldenwind. It doesn't matter. she kept telling self. I am hear... I am ShadowClan.
That is the usual line she told herself, and only just now she realized that living in the past was not going to solve her problem of the future. She had a new leader to adjust to, some new rules, and most likely a new problem in a few moons. There was always something going on in the clans.
"Don't worry about it dear. Just realize that you can't dictate who are are by birth, but by what you want."

[~All I Need]

Magmakit
Smiling in a unknown emotion, Magmakit sprung up from where he was sitting and licked Windchaser's forehead in respect. "Thank you, Ms. Windchaser. I will go now and talk to Shrewspots and my father. May StarClan be with you." He turned to the dark sky that was coming in. A storm. And ran off into the marsh.

[Agh! Brain dead...: P]

[://InK]

A storm. Fantastic
Black pelt rippled and merged with the shadows of the camp, as bright eyes glanced carefully around. Paws stepped carefully across the ground, dust springing up to make the kit's eyes water. The almost crescent-like mark upon his chest stood out like a burr in one's fur, the mark that had given him his name - Nightkit.
Having lost his mother but two nights before, his will to live had all but faded. Hunger gnawed at his belly, but he ignored it, intent on defying Starclan for taking his mother from him.
I will be with her soon He promised himself, stepping out into the dull light. Starclan cannot stop me. Even if I must take on a fox or badger, I will make my way to my mother soon.

Realizing that he had stepped out in front of the Shadowclan deputy, Windchaser, he quickly crouched low to the ground with eyes wide. "Hello Windchaser." He whispered, his attempts at being polite only half-hearted. "How are you?"

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Set your heart on something then go get it

Windchaser watched the small kit leave her presence and let a broad smile cross her face. Kits are so wonderful, the ShadowClan deputy thought to herself as she briefly sniffed the air, then continued staring off into the distance, even after the kit had disappeared from her eyesight.

"Hello Windchaser. How are you?"

"Hello there, I am fine," she meowed casually, turning around to face the kitten who was standing not to far a distance in front of her. Indeed, she was doing better after talking to this kit, Magnakit. Kits and apprentices always helped her to deal with her sadness and pain of losing her very own mother and father.

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Nightkit
_{"Good, good." The small kit nodded as he rose to a seated position in front of the older she-cat. He tried desperately to hide his inner sorrow and pain from her, and pulled off a rather believable grin. "Do you know of any apprentice ceremonies in the near future?" He asked, curious. "It's almost time for my own."
Of course, he doubted he would have a mentor. He was sure many would stay away from him. It wasn't every day that a kit lost his mother, and the possibility that death still followed him was quite possible.
What good would it do him, anyway?}[/sub]

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Let the passion in your heart burn with fire

Windchaser only looked at the kit, trying to scan his every movement and thought. The weather had become cooler over the last few minutes, a slight breeze ruffled her brownish, gray fur, and her the pink ears on her head were up, listening to every sound around her. The cool breeze was comforting to her, not just physically, but mentally, almost like a refreshing sigh from her mother, reminding her she was still in StarClan, smiling her large smile of love and peace.

"It is good to hear it. Why, I am not sure when Flailstar will start her ceremony. My guess she will after she returns from the moonstone. I do believe you shall be made an apprentice." Windchaser let a smile creep upon her face and nodded to the kit, then turning her head towards the high rock where she herself had once stood not too long ago before Dogstar. It didn't matter. Was leadership for her? Or was she better as the second in command, watching and learning from those who are deemed braver than her to stand up and speak StarClan's word.

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Nightkit
_{"Okay." He replied, although his heart really behind is enthusiasm.
A sudden feeling of sorrow washed over him like the cool breeze. "I wish...my mother would be here to see me become an apprentice." Nightkit murmured, looking down at the ground. "If only she didn't die..."}[/sub]

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Let us not be torn by sorrow, but blessed by everlasting hope

I wish...my mother would be here to see me become an apprentice... if only she didn't die.

"Ah, little one, I know the deep feeling of sadness you have in your heart," replied Windchaser to the kit's comment. "But I'll have you know she is here, she is watching you this very moment, in StarClan, the place where all cats of good go and rest for all their days after they leave the Clans and this forest. She has crossed into StarClan like many others before her. I guarantee you she watches you every day." Windchaser felt a bit hypocritical as she said these kind, strange words to the kit. Hadn't she doubted StarClan not that long ago? Who was she to talk of them as if they were certainly there?

After Moonstar's death she had turned away from StarClan, but maybe this was her telling herself it was all true. Everything her mother taught her had to be true. Why else had she given up her kits? Windchaser did it for her Clan.

It was always about ShadowClan.

"Don't worry."

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Nightkit
_{Soothed by the she-cats' words, Nightkit nodded, as if more to himself than to Windchaser. "Yes..I suppose you are right. Starclan has to be there somewhere, with my mother and father." He cast a glance up at the sky as a small smile played with his face. "I don't feel so alone now...thankyou."}[/sub]

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We need not run from what might not harm us

"Yes..I suppose you are right. Starclan has to be there somewhere, with my mother and father... I don't feel so alone now...thankyou."

"You see, it's not so bad. I'm glad to have really. I've also been having problems with my mother, wondering if she's up there, watching everything I do, but I have to remind myself that she is. My mother is up there guiding me to do what is right." Winchaser's heart warmed as the kit praised her. It's cats like this that are the reason I am still deputy... cats jut don't feel like they can talk to their leader like they can talk to their deputy, she thought to herself.

"What have you been doing recently?" She asked curiously. It had been a long time since she was a kit, and she wasn't really sure what the kits recently were doing.