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It simply wasn't fair. All Shadowclan cats get to happily live their lives, which Golden'Possum didn't get the chance to do. His schedule is wake up, treat cats, sort herbs, and rest. And when he does step paw out of the medicine den? Chaos.
Golden'Possum quietly snarled to himself, quickly becoming calm again. Last time he left, his own mate left him. And for what reason?! Because he couldn't handle him?! For Starclans sake- Golden'Possum never asked for anything. He never complained, he never begged, nothing. All he did was love.
He raised his paw, viciously swiping the herbs that he had been sorting away. The medicine cat was just about to snarl to himself again before he heard a paw step. Golden'Possums head turned to look over his shoulder, eyes wide.
"Um, hello!.." His voice unsteadily shook as he stood, his eyes resting on the unfamiliar tom in front of him. The uniquely colored cat's ears flickered with curiousness.
"Hello!" He finally said. "I'm Sun'Whisker. I'm guessing you're the famous...?"
"G- Golden'Possum," The medicine cat swallowed, his head turning towards the wall in panic.
Did he see that? Oh, Starclan, please erase anything that he saw- or heard, for that matter, He heavily breathed.
"Can I help you?" The golden cat let out a cold breath as he sat back down, not quite expecting what Sun'Whisker said next. "No, you cannot. Just talk to me!" The tom happily skipped over, sitting in front of him. "Paws pretty please!" Golden'Possum chuckled, putting his paws in Sun'Whiskers. "Good, good," Sun'Whisker mewed, attempting a funnier British accent. Golden'Possums face turned red as he fought back the laughter, fighting it back with a final chuckle.

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Sun'Whisker had finished showing him this weird game you can do with your paws. Weird, but fun, one way or another. Golden'Possum wasn't sure of what to think of the handsome tom. . . he was quite energetic, funny, but also really sudden.
It's better than nothing, Golden'Possum sighed as he watched Sun'Whisker disappear from the end, Turing his back to continue sorting herbs, but this time, with a smile.
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Hasty flicked his tail as he stood, licking blood dripping from his nose. His eyes fixed on the dead mouse from under him, the crimson liquid almost immediately reminding him of Pigeon'Fur. He turned as a faint voice called his name.
Moth, Hasty released a huff of relief.

' No! It's Lavender'Dream. Don't go, Hasty! ' Another part of his mind shouted to him, causing him to bite his tongue with stress.
It's not her, it's not her, it's not THEM! Windclan- it's not here. It's Moth. Hasty reminded himself.
A blue eyed tom fought to get himself out of the bushes, rolling to Hasty's paws.
"Hasty! I've looked everywhere for you!" Moth cried, clutching onto one of Hasty's legs.
"You've been in my sight the entire time. You were out here. . . For two minutes." He chuckled, shaking loose of Moth.
"Please don't leave meeee," Moth whined, but Hasty didn't hear the rest. Something was calling him. Something wasn't complete. But he didn't wanna go back. Maybe he would take a break.
Hasty turned back to Moth. "Right. Let's go home." Said the tom, passing Moth.

Later that night, Hasty was woken by a sudden shake. Moth appeared above him, flopping down.
"What?" Hasty sat up, glaring down at the resting tom.
"I wanna go jump in muddy puddles. You promised!" Moth wailed.
"The moon is up. You can wait till tomorrow..." He mewed, turning over.
            The silence that filled the barn was very awkward. He listened as the hay rustled beside him, immediately guessing Moth left in anger.
Hasty let out a rocky and cold sigh before closing his eyes.

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Hello readers! Blue here. Thank you so much for reading this, I spent a long time on it. I ran out of ideas mid way but with the support of all of you I was able to publish this chapter.
Important, these are Spencer_the_frog's characters, and you can find them in my following or followers. Also, none of this lore has happened yet except from the Golden'Possum POV. Hasty lore has not happened, or planned to at the moment. Thank you!
See you soon. Be prepared!