The Pain Of The Past, Present, and Future

 He took great care to not ignore the advice for his infected paw, though the paranoia of Silverstar even looking into the warriors den at night left him remaining awake for most of the night. He constantly made sure to sleep with his paws tucked in in some way, covering the treatment for his paw from the other warriors as well.

As he laid awake, he remained lost in his thoughts, every now and then flexing the paw covered in poultice. In some part of his mind, he took some pride in that it took two moons for him to finally ask for the help of one of the medicine cats. And then he’d feel guilty that he had let his worry get in the way of health. His mind went to what he had originally thought was the worst to have been said on the situation.

He’d shake the thought from his mind, tensing up as he’d go back to watching the entrance of the den. Even as moonlight would sneak into the den, he couldn’t help but scold at the thought of Starclan a bit. His own faith in them faltered a bit. It felt like the clans barely mattered to them at times, and he constantly wondered if any of the other founders had or were going to appear as well, or if Moonstar was the only one who remained…

He’d adjust his position a bit in his nest, glaring slightly at the moonlight coming down before focusing on his fellow warriors for a moment. He couldn’t help but feel some anger that he couldn’t think of any of them being a suitable deputy and guilt in that a part of him blamed them. His thought for Moonclan’s future seemed to stop the moment he tried to look for someone on the inside to be the next deputy. He had quite some doubt that one of the other clans would just offer one of their cats as well without some other idea going on…

Maybe his thoughts for the future would have to wait until that future became the present. 

(Endurance raise)