warrior cats- Adventurers in Shore clan

chapter 3-weasel ferns grief

Adventurers in Shore clan-chapter 3-weasel ferns grief

Weasel fern sat in front of a mound of dirt with grass growing over it, there was a lose dead flower placed on the mound, she sat there her grey ears flopped against her head in sadness as she stared at the mound.

"oh dawn blossom why did you leave me so soon, I'm not ready" she whispered in grief.

A small white tom with black patches walked up to her with a bundle of leafy green herbs, he placed them down next to her, "is this the right herb weasel fern" he asked her, weasel fern got up and replaced the flower on the mound with a new one and turned back to her clan mate.

She looked over the herbs and said" yes they're perfect gentle mist, I'm sorry you had to get them yourself, it's just whenever I pass her grave I get so emotional" she said sadly looking back to the mound as they walked, she had wrapped the herbs in a beech leaf and has holding the bundle gently in her jaws.

Gentle mist nodded "I understand, sometimes I still feel grief over father's death" he said.

"how do you cope so well, every time I feel like I'm over it the feelings of grief seem to well back up again" she told him around the herbs.

"the thought that they want you to accept their death and get over it, because they want you to be happy helps a lot" he told her.

"she was the mother I never had along with my mentor you know" weasel fern said.

"I know mother told me you use to hang around the medicine cat den as a kit more than playing with your siblings" gentle said with humour in his voice.

She smiled around her herbs "yea, when I was apprenticed to her was the best moment of my life, I finally got to spend the person I cherished most" she told him, she smiled when she thought of her happy moments as an apprentice to dawn blossom, but frowned again when she realised she would never have any more of those good memory's.

Gentle mist decided it was time for a change of subject "so what are these herbs for" he asked awkwardly, she looked at him and sighed.

"they're chervil, they help queens in kitting, I got them for curl wave" weasel fern told him.

"that's nice" gentle mist said awkwardly glancing to the side.

'Good job weasel fern, you scared another cat away with your problems' weasel fern thought to herself.

"oh hey there's camp, uh sorry weasel fern I've got to go on patrol see you later" gentle mist said his paws trumped against the earth as he ran to camp.

She sighed again and pushed her way through the camp entrance, she walked across the clearing looking at all of her clan mates, they were happy unlike her, some of them were sharing prey with family, she hadn't talked to river nose and toad song in a while but it was for the best.

The two had their own life's and problems, river nose was the deputy she had more than enough on her shoulders with being pale stars second in command, and toad song had his job as a warrior not to mention two rowdy kits to help his mate take care of.

She sighed again as she pushed her way into her den were a cat was waiting for her, "greetings pale star what are you doing in hear" she bowed her head and asked her leader.

"hello weasel fern, I just got a bad thorn in my pad" pale star said, weasel fern then noticed pale star was in one of patient nest paw stuck out pad up.

She walked over and examined her paw, there was a splinter in one of pale stars' toe pads, but pale stars' pads were also cracked horribly, "oh pale star your pads there in terrible condition" weasel fern said turning to the crack in the rock were she kept her herbs, she put the chervil in and took out some coltsfoot, catch weed and dock leafs.