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CRUSHCRUSHCRUSH || LARKLEAF Sept 11, 2013 13:08:36 GMT -5

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The morning was a notably warm one for a leaf-fall day, and as Lightningpaw made his way haltingly back to the camp he could feel the heat. Glittering rays of sunlight heated his black and white fur, his skin taking on a clammy quality as he limped through the towering pine trees. During a hunting patrol this morning Jacknose had taken him out on, he had had a nasty encounter with a thorn bush and a rather large, sharp thorn had lodged itself deep in his pad. At first he had tried to lick at the wound, hoping to coax the foreign object out, but to no avail. Next he had tried to grasp it with his teeth and pull it out, but that only caused the thorn to bury itself farther into his flesh. Jacknose was forced to stop the session and send him on his way back to camp to see Larkleaf; he hadn't been too pleased. Lightningpaw know he would have to work extra hard tomorrow morning to make up for his blunder today.

When the PineClan camp was in sight, he felt his shoulders sag with relief. Jacknose had taken him deep into their territory today, and so the trek back had been long and rather painful. His mentor hadn't accompanied him, either, telling him he didn't want to completely waste their efforts and so he wouldn't be back until he had caught something for the Clan. This made Lightningpaw's shame grow, and his skin flushed with embarrassment. But now he was only a few fox lengths away from the Medicine cat den, and so he would be able to (hopefully) make it up to Jacknose soon.

"Larkleaf?" Lightningpaw called out tentatively as he approached her den, hoping he wasn't intruding on her doing something important. He paused a couple of paces away before he called out again, a little louder. "Larkleaf? I-I've got a thorn and my pad, and well. . . " his voice trailed off as he picked up his paw to study the swollen flesh. He winced. "I was wondering if you could maybe help get it out. I tried, but. . ." he didn't finish his thought, figuring he would get a lecture if he told her his ways of trying to avoid seeing her. And he had tried to avoid seeing her, really tried. The truth behind his earlier attempts was that he thought Larkleaf to be incredibly beautiful, and he did not want to go see her, ask for her help, have her touch him, because every time he did see her, he'd freeze. He would freeze, wide eyed for a moment or two, and then look away guiltily, remembering himself and who she was. She was the medicine cat, and she was many moons older than he was and probably would have no interest in him, medicine cat or not. Besides, he wouldn't even know where to begin to try to claim her affections. He was her first crush, and in all honest truth he had no idea how to act.

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CRUSHCRUSHCRUSH || LARKLEAF Sept 11, 2013 18:21:14 GMT -5

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Post by ▌LARKLEAF on Sept 11, 2013 18:21:14 GMT -5

The sun seemed to be taunting the cats below, glaring without a single cloud in sight. A blue expanse burst from the circumference of the ball of fire, reaching outwards with azure tendrils until it was the only hue visible in the sky. No white was perceivable in the arc above the feline's heads, a disappointment to most. The rocks underpaw were burning, heated from the sun, baking like a meal in the oven.

The sun's rays slipped through the needles of the pine trees, the ground beneath the cat's paws dappled in strange shadows. Most thin-pelted felines were basking in the sunlight, soaking up its rays as Leaf-fall dawned upon the sky. Other cats who bared coats of thick fur were huddled in the shade, vying for a second of consolation.

Larkleaf took no notice to this though, her paws were busy enough as it was.

Her herb stock was in shambles, leaves tromped on, rare plants bent beyond recognition, and berries pulverized by tiny paws. Gone for half a day, she had gone on a small hunting trip, feeling guilty for not providing any to the fresh-kill pile. Coming back triumphant with a vole and starling hanging from her jaws, Larkleaf had taken the vole for herself, paws leading her to the medicine cat den to eat in silence.

Used to coming back to a tidy and serene place, she thought her eyes deceived her as she took the scene in in front of her. She had immediately blamed the kits, and looking at the tiny berry juice-stained pawprints, she was sure of her previous guess. Grinding her teeth together, she was preparing to give one particular queen a mouthful, but was stopped as Lightningpaw entered her den.

Larkleaf never really took notice of the apprentices, and barely knew the small felines by their names, but Lightningpaw was one she didn't mind having around. He was good company, talking when the medicine cat was at a loss for words, and often taking time to greet her. She never really noticed how he would stare at her, then glance away in embarrassment, but when she did catch him, she would raise an eyebrow, shake her head, and turn away.

"Hi, Lightningpaw!" She called, hearing his voice enter her den. His words seemed to be strangled, and with a concerned furrow of her brow, her unspoken questions were answered. "~~I- I've got a thorn in my pad.~~" Beckoning him forward with a flick of her tail, Larkleaf turned to the tattered herbs at her paws. Horsetail, horsetail, ah! She smiled jubilantly, her grin growing wider as she realized it hadn't been damaged. Bending down, and singling out the particularly long stalks, she lifted them from the ground.

Glancing at him, she wondered aloud, "How'd it get that deep?"

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CRUSHCRUSHCRUSH || LARKLEAF Sept 12, 2013 9:28:04 GMT -5

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Larkleaf called out a greeting and Lightningpaw felt himself hesitate. He didn't want her to see him acting so foolishly, like a kit in love. His skin burned as he shook his head, berating himself for over thinking this whole situation. He had a thorn in his pad, it hurt, and he needed help getting it out so he could return to his apprentice duties. He knew Jacknose would not be pleased he was inwardly making this such an ordeal. She peaked out at him and beckoned him forward with her tail, and Lightningpaw swallowed. He could do this, this was nothing. He reminded himself even if it was, she would pay no mind to him. He was an apprentice, and she was so much more. . .

He limped forward, stretching out his paw to show her the damage with a wince. It hurt to flex it, the thorn grinding inside his skin. Only the tiniest bit was exposed, and he worried that even Larkleaf wouldn't be able to work it out. He grimaced, thinking about his soon to be screaming nerves. And then he remembered she said hi to him, and he had remained silent. Idiot, Lightningpaw thought to himself, his ears reclining slightly. Now she would think him foolish and slow. Great. "Hi, Larkleaf," he forced out, green eyes flashing away from hers. He was acting ridiculous. He shifted his three good paws uncomfortably, chancing a low glance back at Larkleaf. She was smiling and he had to look away again.

"Oh, um," he began randomly out loud, trying to think of a good excuse to give her. Of course he couldn't tell her the real reason, that he was trying to get it out himself to avoiding visiting her. But he realized she would probably know if he were lying, she was a medicine cat after all. With a resigned sigh, Lightningpaw said, "I tried to get it out myself, and well. . . it didn't go over so well." He grinned crookedly, looking at her for a split second before gazing at his injured paw. "Do you think you could get it out? Maybe?" He hoped it didn't require too much pain on his part.

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CRUSHCRUSHCRUSH || LARKLEAF Sept 13, 2013 7:23:06 GMT -5

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Post by ▌LARKLEAF on Sept 13, 2013 7:23:06 GMT -5

Sighing rather heavily, she scowled playfully at the apprentice, "You should have come to me right away." Touching her tail tip to Lightningpaw's shoulder she laughed gently, "Of course I'll be able to get it out, mousebrain." Larkleaf's playful banter was much unlike her normal self, her features didn't take on a scorn, and her words weren't rough and sharp. If Lightningpaw hadn't been in her den at this moment, she'd be ratting out the kits to one of the queens, not joking around like she was an apprentice all over again.

Gazing at a daisy, she remembered how it could relieve pain, even if it's main purpose was for bee stings. She was sure if she asked him if he wanted it to be less painful, he would refuse. But Larkleaf knew she would sneak the leaves into the concoction anyways, even if he tried to act tough.

Turning back to Lightningpaw, horsetail and daisy in her jaws, she set them at her paws, "These herbs are for after I get the thorn out." She glanced down at him, "It might hurt a bit, it's pretty far in." Not waiting for an answer, she placed the edges of her paws on his upturned one, pushing gently to try and work the thorn out. She knew this had to be painful, and stopped immediately when there was enough showing to yank it out with her teeth. Teeth already gripped around the small stump, she clenched her jaw, and pulled backwards swiftly with her neck, the thorn coming from Lightningpaw's wounded foot.

notes :: sorry, it's really horrible.

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