once more to see you ☆ swallowpaw/mc meeting?

[rowanpaw]

☆ Since the day Rowanpaw met the molly with the herbs, she has not been able to stop thinking about her. Her clear blue eyes appear in dreamlike visions, her silky light brown fur in the gaps between trees. It is a haunting, to be sure, but a nice one. One she does not mind. It is better, in any case, than being haunted by the grey tom that had died in front of her. A welcome distraction from death and sickness.

So on the next half moon she sneaks out of the camp. To anyone that knew Rowanpaw, this would seem strange– she was one for following rules, for order, and the last time she snuck out into the dark, she'd almost lost her life. But like she had told Swallowpaw– it was terribly lonely, being a medicine cat. She couldn't relate to the other cats her age, not really. They talk of hunting and battle, bloodshed, things she wants no part in. She wants to talk to someone who… understands.

In the clearing between the four trees, she looks around, the air thick with memories everywhere she goes. Her eyes are drawn to the hollow den where her mother and father used to sleep. She moves closer, carefully, as if to not disturb anything. She's not sure if she's only imagining it, but she swears, she swears she can still smell him, like part of him lingers here, somehow.

Overcome with the loss of a father she barely got to have, she settles in the groove of his old nest, and waits to see if Swallowpaw will come.

☆ ROWANPAW. 11 moons
mentored by serpentberry,
adopted daughter of serpentberry and thornstar
sister to maplefrost
peaceful powerplay allowed
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[SWALLOWPAW]

every night she'd look up at the moon. swallowpaw knew the phases of the moon like the back of her paw, but she found herself antsy from rowanpaw's request. sneaking out is the easy part, she just didn't know what to expect. she thought her days with the cats she grew up with her over, they've all drifted apart since the clan settled into their new land.

swallowpaw looks up at the darkened sky, the moon shining in all it's glory— one half of it hidden by shadows. she slips out of camp under the guise of a late night cobweb patrol. they're easier to spot at this hour.

the last time she was here, swallowpaw didn't do much poking around. after thunderclan departed she didn't feel comfortable sticking around. delicate paws walk through a place with history she's unaware of, a civil war falls quietly on her ears. any smells that once existed here have gone stale from seasons of abandonment, so she follows the only one she recognizes. heavy on the herbs, with notes of pine sap and dew.

she walks through the clearing like a ghost until she reaches the abandoned den. rowanpaw's fur blends in with the night sky, while swallowpaw feels exposed from the faint lighting. "rowanpaw?" she asks hesitantly, poking her head in. "are you... asleep... did i take too long? i'm sorry."

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[rowanpaw]

☆ Rowanpaw lifts her head as she hears footsteps approaching, careful not to move too fast in case it was some stray Shadowclanner or predator– then the familiar bitter scent of herbs and pine. A soft voice speaks, and Rowanpaw rises, shaking her head in response.

"Not sleeping, no," she replies. "Don't think I could, here. Too many memories." She steps out into the open and sits down, blinking up at the half moon. "And not late– I got here early… I… I suppose you wouldn't know, would you? I'm not sure when you– when Skyclan– arrived. But this is… we used to live here together, before…" the words get stuck in her throat, somehow. Visions of Thornstar's bloody body, of the birth of her siblings, of death and life and cruelty. "It's a long story," she says at length.

She gives Swallowpaw an apologetic look, then shakes her head, as if trying to shake off the bad memory. "Anyway, I'm glad you came, Swallowpaw, I… My mother is healthy again. The herbs worked. I don't know… I don't know how to thank you, I–" she chokes again, cursing at herself internally– cool, Rowan. Very cool. Holding back tears is definitely going to leave a great impression. She grits her teeth for a moment, then, with a steadier voice, continues. "I, and the rest of Thunderclan, thank you. We have… we have lost too much. Losing our medicine cat…" she shakes her head again. "I'm not good enough. Not yet. Without you…" she looks at Swallowpaw, and smiles softly. "I'm glad I met you, Swallowpaw."

☆ ROWANPAW. 11 moons
mentored by serpentberry,
adopted daughter of serpentberry and thornstar
sister to maplefrost
peaceful powerplay allowed
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