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Don't be such a killjoy

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Published: Mar 12, 2017

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Mud grimaced as Redwind added another layer of minty-smelling herbs onto his shoulder. Earlier that morning, he had climbed up a tree in pursuit of a squirrel and fell painfully on his shoulder. No bones were broken, but he was definitely sore.

“Ouch,” Mud growled through his teeth. Redwind merely twitched his ear in acknowledgement, making no effort to reassure the patient, enlighten him on what he was doing, how long this was going to take, what sort of herbs he was using..... Feeling awkward, Mud tried to spark conversation. “So, how’s the medicine cat life treating you?”

To the surprise of the clan, Wolfclaw (he had become leader, but had not yet left to receive his lives and official name) had announced that Redwind was going to retire as a warrior and be apprenticed to the current medicine cat; apparently a choice he had made completely on his own. The move was incredibly taboo, being that Redwind was the blood brother of their current leader and medicine cats were a considerably lower status than high ranking warriors. Gossip spread through the clan. Theories of his motives ranged from “Well, perhaps he just doesn’t like the fighting involved with warriorship, he’s always been rather quiet and peaceable” to as wild as: “Maybe he’s planning to learn how to poison his own brother to steal his leadership!” Either way, Redwind never presented a reason and the gossip eventually fizzled out.

Redwind blinked, “S’all right. I think it suits me fine and despite what everyone says, it’s not a lazy job.”

Mud hummed, “It’s a real shame though. You would’ve grown into a great warrior. You’ve got your brother’s strength and status and with that, the respect of the entire clan.”

When Redwind didn’t reply, Mud jokingly added, trying to lighten the mood. “You disappointed a lot of ladies, that’s for sure.” Redwind seemed to ignore him, Mud continued: “Honestly, Redwind. The last she-cat I was with, ah she was a doll, wouldn’t stop gabbing about how it was a shame that you had to chose the medicine cat life. Apparently, lots of birds in our clan fancy you."

With that, Redwind froze, paw in the air with herbs stuck from them. There was a pause and when he did speak, his voice was noticeably uncomfortable. “Is that what you toms think about all the time? How many she-cats you can get on with in your lifetime?”

“Aw, are you feeling embarrassed? Come on, Redwind, be a man! There ain’t nothing wrong with having some fun!" He chuckled. “And even so I’m sure that there must’ve been at least one pretty she-cat that made you doubt your decision just a little bit?" But when Redwind didn’t reply, Mud frowned. “Gee, I was just kidding around Redwind. Don’t be such a killjoy.”

But Redwind had no more to say on the topic. He suddenly looked very disheveled: his fur rose, his whiskers were crooked and his eyes narrowed, visibly annoyed.

“You’re all done. Off you go.” Was all he said before he turned and retreated back into the den.

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Blah this was kind of long, hope that's okay *_____*
Redwind doesn't appreciate your guy-talk, Mud.

A little scene to illustrate what Redwind's character is like, as well as more on the culture of the clan. I won't go in-depth into explaining the details, so i'll just leave you all to infer what you will ; v;;

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