CouldItBe?!--HALFMOON+

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

[/i] did a half moon have to fall on a day when it was raining? She sat hunched over, droplets of water relentlessly splattering on her light coat.

Jynxivy glanced over at her apprentice--the one thing (besides getting to meet with StarClan tonight, of course) that was making this trip worthwhile. Tonight, Deerkit would become Deerpaw, and all the other medicine cats would purr to conceal their jealousy that she'd found an apprentice before them.

And she would try not to laugh.[/color]

( Lol. I adore Jynxivy. OKAY SPOTTED, DANCER, AND NOVA. And Seary, if he randomly decides to show up. >.> THIS IS THE MEDICINE CAT MEETING. <33)[/size]
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Deerkit sat next Jynxivy, too excited to have her mood ruined by the rain. She squinted, trying to see through the rain. On this rare occasion, she was impatient. A tad uncharacteristic for the quiet she-cat, but who would could be patient on such an occasion? Deerkit gazed around her, eventually bringing her eyes to a rest on the Moonfall. As she watched its waters fall with the rain, her thoughts began to drift and her impatcience faded slightly. She was a tiny bit sad that there were no other medicine cat apprentices- it would have been nice to talk to another apprentice about learning the ways of a medicine cat. Still, the fact that there wasn't one now didn't mean that there would never be one.
Her thoughts returning to the present, Deerkit shifted impatiently. She couldn't wait for the other medicine cats to arrive, and for her first meeting with StarClan![/color]

[nova]

Swiftheart padded slowly to Moonfall in thought, then lifted her head to see Jynxivy and a small young cat. She got an apprentice already? She envied Jynxivy, but hid it with a smile, and nodded to both she-cats as she sat down next to Jynxivy.

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

[/b] Turning to her apprentice, now, she whispered, "Swiftheart is TreeClan's medicine cat, by the way."

Jynxivy nodded, then gazed out across the area. Spottedpath already knew that she'd had her mind on a particular kit...How would she react to seeing Deerkit for herself. Almost absently, the medicine cat curled her tail around her chocolate-colored apprentice.[/color][/size]
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Deerkit turned her head to look at Swiftheart. "So you're TreeClan's medicine cat?" she asked, restating what Jynxivy had just said. "It's nice to meet you... Swiftheart, right?"

[nova]

Swiftheart nodded, "Yes, and I'm happy for you Jynxivy, the first of us to get an apprentice." She started to have envy in the last words. And said, "It's nice to meet you too, Deerkit."

[Spotted]

Spottedpath padded up the down into the clearing, rain hitting her pelt so fast it bounced off in small explosions, giving the impression that she was steaming. She loved the exhilaration the rain gave her, and ran full pelt the rest of the way down the hill.

"Hey! Jynxivy! Swiftheart!"

She bounded over to where they were talking, and sat down catching her breath for a moment. "I see we have a newcomer with us." She looked down at the small cat. "You must be Deerkit. Jynxivy was saying that she might have found an apprentice." Purring, she turned to face Jynxivy. "You lucky cat you!", and gave her a friendly flick on the ear with her tail.

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"I'm Deerkit," Deerkit replied. "What's your name?"

[Spotted]

((Spottedpath just said Deerkit's name... o.O))

Turning to face Deerkit once more, she said, "Oh! Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Spottedpath, of HillClan.

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

[/i] the TreeClan she-cat. But she had talked with Spottedpath several times.

"And the youngster decides to join us!" the medicine cat teased, bumping her head on Spottedpath's shoulders. "But you won't be the youngest anymore...How interesting."

She smiled at Spottedpath, then at Deerkit. As her gaze landed on her apprentice, her expression softened--just the teeniest bit.[/color][/size]
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[Holly]

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[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

(Because Deerpaw will be the youngest. Durr.)

(Annnd...I guessing this is when they'll get the prophecy. I think Littlestar should announce it to all of them, but then Riverpaw will step over to whoever is representing GrassClan and do some sentimental bit on Pigeonstar. <33)

[Holly]

[/i] be the youngest.)[/size]
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[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

(I feel it's quite obvious that Jynxivy is talking to SPOTTEDPATH.)

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((If Littlestar isn't going to tell everyone the prophecy, which makes sense to me, since they all have seperate dreams (except Jaypaw, but he's a different story), I think that Fawnflower should tell Swiftheart, because Swiftheart was Fawnflower's apprentice.))

[Spotted]

Spottedpath grinned mischeifously, and looked up at Swiftheart and Jynxivy. "But old Swiftheart will always stay oldest, eh?" She tensed, ready to jump back if Swiftheart lashed out.

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Deerkit smiled slightly. Her eyes sparkled with the pleasure of being in a place with cats that almost certainly understood her longing to become a medicine cat.

Watching them talk amongst themselves, she felt that she belonged, even if she wasn't in the conversation much. She didn't mind not talking for once- she was still involved in it, even if she didn't speak terribly often, not likes sometimes, when you just didn't belong in that social group. Those silences were akward, not at all pleasant. But this was nice.

A small purr bubbled up out of the chocolate-colored cat's throat.

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

[/color] She scanned the area once more, sighed, and got to her feet. "Oh well. I might head around GrassClan later on to see what's going on."

Stretching again before making her way down the path, Jynxivy told her apprentice, "Get ready, youngster. A lot's going to happen tonight--but you can't tell anyone about it, okay?" She smiled, flicking her ear. "That may seem easy now, but once it's all over with, it'll seem like an unfair rule."[/ul]

(Uhh, if Whir wants to just jump in with Limepaw and say Sapphire-eyes is sick, or whatever, that's fine with me. And what're we going to do about Swiftheart?)[/size]

[Spotted]

(She could just, like, die? Right there, now? That'd be a bit weird. But we could make it comedic..)

Spottedpath looked back at Jynxivy and pricked her ears. "You should smile more often." she remarked. "Lets go."

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Deerkit nodded quickly. "Of course." The chocolatey she-cat stood as well, and stretched. Sitting out in the cold had made her... well, cold. She stood, waiting for Jynxivy or one of the other medicine cats to move off in a direction- she had never been this far from camp.