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part 4 - the dumbest po3 au

its been. nine. montsh im SO SORRY GUYS LMAO

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for those of you who have not read the summaries for power of three, part 1 - part 2 - part 3

alright!!!!!!! dovewing time

the fourth apprentice

the book opens w/ ivykit and dovekit in the nursery. ivykit suggests going out to explore the territory and dovekit is like “wow. that sounds like a fantastic idea ivykit you are so smart"

whitewing says No Absolutely Not, and leaves at some point to go make dirt. they sneak out and not 5 minutes later they get lost. dovekit gets blames ivykit for suggesting it and they get into a fight. they both get really mad & dovekit runs off. because shes like a stupid 2 year old gets distracted, rams her head into a rock and passes out. rip dovekit. she wakes up and sees a fox kit coming towards her. she screams.

her head hurts and shes tired and now shes going to die. out of nowhere a huge cat beats up the fox and scares it away. dovekit passes out (again)

when she wakes up, she is next to a cat messing with a bunch of weird plants. the cat sees that she woke up and introduces himself as littlecloud. he asks what her name is. “dove… dove…?? i dont know” says dovekit.

he asks her how she got there, and if she has any family. she does not remember. so littlecloud tells her she’s gonna have to stay here for the time being. he asks her if anything hurts, and dovekit says she thinks may have hit her head.

he gives her some of the weird plants and she goes back to sleep. when she wakes up her head has stopped hurting and she feels a lot better. she gets up to go walk around and is immediately introduced to the tawnyspawn.

tigerpaw is stupid and friendly (and hellbent on being her future best friend). dawnpaw is obnoxious and a bit (read: extremely) condescending but interested. flamepaw is nice and also the only one with half a braincell.

they take her around and introduce her to the rest of the clan. she sees blackstar and is like. “im pretty sure thats my dad” tigerpaw gasps. flamepaw and dawnpaw are like. “What.” “he saved me from the fox im pretty sure thats my dad,” says dovekit

they go harass blackstar. dovekit follows him around like a puppy and the tawnspawn follow her. he has this train of literal 2 yr olds trailing after him and is wildly unhappy about this development. russetfur is also definitely siccing the kids on him to make him mad.

dawnpaw gives dovekit a passionate speech about the clans, but mostly how evil riverclan kicked completely innocent shadowclan out of their home, and how shadowclan has to set everything right and deliver justice to those cringe fail fishheads, or something.

a few days later the tawnyspawn are off doing their own thing and dovekit goes to see whats going on. dawnpaw tries to shut tigerpaw up but he spills the beans anyways. “we’re going to attack riverclan on a Secret Mission so that we can win back shadowclan’s honor and become WARRIORS so you cant tell anybody”

dawnpaw sighs. “dovekit this is for Big Kids Only, so you cant be here.” flamepaw is trying to talk tigerpaw out of doing this in the bg but tigerpaw is being stubborn. dovekit is sad about it but goes back to sulk in camp (and to harass her new dad).

a few hours later tawnypelt runs over to blackstar and is like. “blackstar my children are missing nobody knows where they went”

"oh!! they went to go attack riverclan to get back shadowclan’s territory!” informs dovekit helpfully.

“what.” says blackstar, tawnypelt, and russetfur in unison. the sky immediately opens up and starts Pouring. tawnypelt freaks out. dovekit is like “why cant we just follow the sound of their voices??” but everyone ignores her bc they think shes just being stupid.

“Fine!! ill just go find them on my OWN” says dovekit, following them by the sound of their voices (theyre proally arguing over something stupid).

now four of shadowclan’s children are missing. “you brought that kid here so you get to deal with her,” says russetfur. blackstar sighs dramatically and goes off to find his new child.

dovekit runs into an old man cat. “whatre you doin here??” says old man cat. “im looking for my friends!! whats your name :0? im dovekit!!” “my names purdy!”

blackstar shows up and is like. who tf are you. “this is my new friend purdy!!!” says dovekit. blackstar doesnt even know how to respond. “look we’re going to go back to the camp right now and we’re not taking this dude with us.”

dovekit is like “??? no??? we have to get my friends theyre right over there??” she says pointing in their direction w/ her tail. blackstar is ready to cry. so blackstar and purdy follow dovekit as she leads them closer to riverclan territory where they hear the tawnyspawn screeching like banshees.

they run over and find several cats w/ the tawnyspawn who are pinned down. “if you breathe in my direction ill kill all three of these children,” says a snotty dude.

“who tf are you” says blackstar

“im darktail you insolent snot,” says darktail.

one of his cats grabs dovekit and blackstar snaps. he lunges at darktail while purdy beats up the dude who snatched dovekit. the tawnyspawn take advantage of the moment, escape, and dogpile the other cats. its a disaster.

darktail swears revenge on blackstar till his dying day or something. nobodys really paying attention to him at this point. he runs off w/ his crew. “alright then” says blackstar. this has been a really weird and long day for everyone. blackstar wants to leave purdy but all the children immediately start crying. they bring purdy home.

“holy crap!!! purdy!!!!!” says tawnypelt. “why are you here??” but then she sees her children. she and rowanclaw give them a very stern lecture about Not Running Off Without Telling Anyone (in which tawnypelt is a massive hypocrite but to be fair god told her to)

in the meanwhile, blackstar asks dovekit how tf she knew they were there. “i could hear them, Obviously. ???? cant u not???” blackstar just looks at her. dovekit realizes that probably not everyone shares this ability. blackstar shoos her off and calls a meeting w/ the senior warriors.

dovekit goes off to bother purdy for stories and play w/ the tawnyspawn. nothing particularly interesting happens. blackstar and russetfur call her over later and start assessing her abilities. its only slightly a disaster because shes wildly distracted 80% of the time and her powers are unwieldy bc shes a kit.

cue training. there is a lot of trial, error, and tears (on both sides) but it works out in the end (mostly).

time skip. its been a few months. dovekit becomes dovepaw and blackstar mentors her b/c of her powers. at this point shes gotten control of how to pick out numbers, locations, troops, etc. basically she is a living radar.

blackstar calls another meeting w/ the senior warriors and afterwards calls a clan meeting. “alright losers we’re going to take back our territory and kick riverclan’s butt”

they go over the clan w/ all the cats and begin the trek home. another time skip because that takes a while and nothing particularly interesting happens.

when they get back, the clan stays outside the border while blackstar has dovepaw do a sweep of the territory. she finds a patrol led by a black cat named reedwhisker. blackstar picks a patrol out and they go to ambush the riverclan patrol.

the shadowclan patrol takes reedwhisker + the patrol hostage, but lets one go to tell mistystar. mistystar takes a patrol and comes over. “if you dont give us back our territory i will kill your son” says blackstar. mistystar is like “bro. i dont even want your stupid crusty territory anyways. screw you.”

she takes her son and the rest of the patrol and leaves. another win for shadowclan, obviously. maybe they have a party idk. end of book.

fading echoes

cinderheart has not been doing well. she’s been doing really badly, actually. her best friend died and she blames herself. she’s still grieving and continually lashing out at everyone around her. poppyfrost and honeyfern attempted to be there for her but after the continual rebuffs they decided to just give her space.

unfortunately cinderheart. doesnt have any other friends in thunderclan, so the only person she can talk to is lionblaze. unfortunately theres only so much he can do from windclan, so mostly shes been just been going into a downward spiral.

ivypaw hasnt been doing great either. she feels extremely guilty because she thinks its her fault that dovekit ran away, and when dovekit is never found, it gets 50x worse.

but she also doesnt want to say anything about her involvement in fear of getting punished. as time goes on, she starts getting babied by the clan (almost like leopardstar when she was a kid) because her sister disappeared and she took it really hard.

and like on one hand, she likes the attention, but on the other hand its too much a lot of the time. she starts adopting this “stop babying me!1!1!!!”/kinda edgy persona. the clan takes it like shes grieving, and she’ll grow out of it, so they dont say too much.

so the book opens w/ ivypaw and fernpaw’s apprentice ceremony. brief context about how fern was recently found by the thunderclan border w/o parents and taken into the clan. fernsong is apprenticed to brightheart. ivypool is apprenticed to cinderheart.

firestar probably thinks that they might be able to bond/break through to each other because they recently lost a sister/adjacent sister. neither of them are particularly enthusiastic about it.

cinderheart isnt particularly invested in ivypaw’s training. ivypaw can tell and gets rightfully frustrated, bc brightheart and fernpaw are getting along great and making lots of progress, while ivypaw is falling behind becuase cinderheart is being a terrible mentor.

ivypaw starts fighting back (disobeying, talking back, etc.), partially because this is the only time she gets paid attention, and partially because shes just mad, which makes cinderheart mad, which then makes ivypaw fight back more. this causes cinderheart to become more and more distant. in short: ivypaw’s apprenticeship is a disaster.

at some point during training, theyre practicing climbing trees and cinderheart tells ivypaw to do something. to spite her, ivypaw does the opposite and ends up falling, dislocating her leg. cinderheart panics and cinderpelt emerges.

cinderpelt basically possesses cinderheart and relocates her arm. they go back to camp and take ivypaw to the medicine cat den, gives ivypaw some poppy seeds and ditches.

“wow um. wtf was that” says cinderheart. leafpool is like, “hahaha………… about that. you’re um… cinderpelt reincarnated.”

“what.” says cinderheart

“CINDERHEART IS CINDERPELT REINCARNATED???” screams foxleap at the top of his lungs in the middle of camp. whatever was left of cinderheart’s life shatters.

so now instead of ignoring her, the entire camp won’t leave her alone - except now they just treat her as they would cinderpelt. “hey cinderheart remember when [enter something that happened in the old forest here]??” “hey cinderheart can you fix my paw??” “hey cinderpelt-” “are you going to become a medicine cat then??”

to pour more salt into the wound, cinderheart now gets a free commentary on everything in her life!! (this definitely includes lionblaze) there used to be sort of a barrier between cinderheart/cinderpelt but since cinderpelt emerged/took control, it shattered.

so between cinderpelt complaining about all the terrible decisions she’s made and the entire clan pretending that she’s cinderpelt instead of a Completely Different Person, when hawkfrost shows up w/ an invite to fight club on the weekends cinderheart is more than happy to take him up.

sure hawkfrost is wildly annoying and clearly hates her guts for some reason (no matter how hard he pretends not to whenever tigerstar is around) but this is great for three reasons.

1) nobody in the dark forest has any idea she’s cinderpelt. 2) warrior training!! emphasizing she is a Warrior not a medicine cat. 3) time away from cinderpelt!! they arent the same soul so they cant read each other’s thoughts (unless theyre trying to communicate) and cant share dreams

so she might be purposely oblivious. whatever. she doesnt even know who hawkfrost is b/c anybody outside of riverclan immediately forgot about him because he really was not very effective at all. and its not like hes about to start spilling the beans until shes ready to be indoctrinated w/ dark forest propaganda.

meanwhile, tensions between shadowclan and thunderclan have been rapidly rising. again. prey is being stolen, scents are on other territories, patrols get into skirmishes often.

firestar is hurt because he was trying to get mistystar to lay off on the territory and blackstar is mad because they literally Just got back and thunderclan is ALREADY trying to reinstate old rivalries.

cinderheart really isnt paying attention to what’s going on cuz shes. more than a little wrapped up in her own problems. until it turns into a war.

this battle feels way more vicious than normal. cinderheart tries to recall how this whole thing started and realizes she has absolutely no idea what tf is going on???

throughout the fight she notices weird stuff happening. mousewhisker and redwillow nod to each other. ratscar + blossomfall swap glances. applefur pulls snowbird off thornclaw’s back. literally wtf thinks cinderheart

and then russetfur takes a stab at firestar. out of nowhere, thornclaw goes for her throat. cinderheart barely saves russetfur in the nick of time - the injuries are bad enough that she is forced to retire.

“screw literally everyone in thunderclan except u” blackstar says pointing @ cinderheart “and i hope the rest of you rot in the dark forest.” he rounds the rest of shadowclan up and then leaves.

“well that was weird” says cinderheart. she goes off to find ivypaw and realizes that shes. not responding. oh thats a lot of blood-

cinderpelt pops up again and works w/ cinderheart to patch up ivypaw until she’s stable. they bring her into the medicine den together and let leafpool look her over. she says that they made it in time and ivypaw will live. she leaves to go look after the other patients, leaving cinderheart with her apprentice

cinderheart realizes that this is her fault. had she actually paid attention to ivypaw and given her proper training, this wouldn’t have happened. she resolves to try a lot harder to be a good mentor for ivypaw’s sake.

cinderpelt approves and apologizes for being so intrusive on cinderheart’s life. she really doesnt want to be in here either - this was a decision the idiots in starclan forced on her. she was taking it out on cinderheart, which wasn’t fair for her.

cinderpelt promises to try to give cinderheart as much privacy as she can (while trying to figure out how to get out of her brain). cinderheart thanks her. there’s a brief bonding moment.

cinderpelt says that since ivypaw seems stable she’s going to go to sleep now, since she exhausted herself earlier.

just as cinderpelt goes out to the back of cinderheart’s mind, blossomfall comes storming in about how cinderheart messed the plan up and how cinderheart screwed everything up for everyone & she’s a traitor to the cause, Honestly cinderheart you’re so useless-

“literally wtf are you talking about” says cinderheart

“you saved russetfur,” blossomfall says. “if we take out the leaders and deputies, we can destabilize the clans enough that taking over will be a piece of cake. are you a dark forest trainee or not, cinderheart?”

end of book

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The Right Kind of Idiot, Ch. 2-7

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//This part is REALLY late, woops. But it’s here now! :D

So, once more their day started, just as unending as ever before, from the moment Lio cradled the pen between his fingers, invested in the solidarity of written word. There were so many hours left to be spent poring over red ink and questions. Answers. Redactions and revisions. Yet, for every sour recollection, for all of the pain and suffering--of himself, of his people, of Galo--Lio found some inexplicable solace in Galo’s wobbly handwriting. He remembered something better, something more distant than a memory, fleeting and hard to hold; he chased it across the pages. Every now and then, it sent his mind adrift somewhere closer, yet somehow even further away.

Gueira, Meis. Their keeper for the day. No doubt they had their own fair share of hardships...

Boys, we need to talk. Aina–far from their sullen office-work, smudged with dirt, smoke, and sweat–herded her two-man flock behind the cover of a conveniently-parked firetruck. She regarded them, glowering with a long day’s worth of pent-up disapproval and frustration. A hand settled on her hip midst an assessment of how much tact she had left for the two of them. Yet, they weren’t bothered in the slightest, a hint of a smirk here, an incredulous head shake there. The only thing missing was their snickering, replaced instead by the knowing leer of something about to go down.

“What, too afraid to face us in the open, little miss Aina? Gotta hide? Tch, like that’ll help.” Gueira heckled, arms crossed. Ready. Her frustration hadn’t gone unnoticed, and he was reactive as ever. Was this it? Had they finally broken the facade? Not for meaning to, rest assured, but even if they... she was too nice. That’s all there was to say. Too nice, too soon, and no amount of tolerating or playful banter covered that up entirely.

So, composure. A difficult word. A difficult number of boys, both watching her struggle to maintain what little calm was left. Aina touched her forehead, dug through her hair, and sighed in quick succession. She could do this. Her hand dropped to her side in the best semblance of put-togetherness she had available, forcing evenness into her tone whether it wanted to be there or not. This wasn’t about scolding. This wasn’t about– “No, I just–I respect you, and I respect your position as Burnish. As people. I’m sorry. I know what it looks like, but that’s exactly why I pulled you aside. I’m not your superior or your boss or even like close to you.”

Breathe. Her words ran together. They listened, for what it was worth, leaned against the big, red truck–sharing concern and sidelong glances. She was serious. Rambling and, shit, it looked like Aina was about ready to yell, or cry, or maybe even give them both a good what-for. Yet, she was serious, staring down–up?–two of the most infamous people from the past thirty years. They’d give her credit where it was due, considering their approach to this… this seriousness as each word rammed into the next with little pause for input or breath. “I don’t want anyone to think it’s acceptable to chew you out, because that’s not what I’m–I don’t have that authority. The only one who does is Lio.”

Meis raised a palm conversationally. It was all he could get in edgewise. Fair point. Continue, it said. Let it out. They were your audience. Although, from the look of it, it wasn’t like she was waiting for their permission. Her words, as crumpled and messy as they were, kept coming. Kept making some sort of sense, Meis supposed. Yet, none of it made enough sense to make her a liar. Hm, what were they going to do with that, then?

“And I like you,” Aina reminded firmly, forcing away a frown. None of that here. This was business just as much as it was personal. She had to be strong. She was strong. “I do, but this has to stop. I know how difficult and weird and–I know you don’t have any reason to trust me…”

“Fuck, just spit it out,” Gueira finally spoke up. All of this song and dance, and for what? Nice to hear that she respected them, but that made..? What did that mean if it wasn’t a lie? Maybe--Gueira’s arms uncrossed--it meant that Aina wasn’t that bad, really, but there was still only so much blabbing Gueira could stand. He’d even let her have the title of Most Tolerable Firefighter (so far), but this was bordering on obnoxious. Irritating. He’d wager Meis agreed with him, too, although the lankier Burnish stayed in his quiet, little thought bubble. Ah, let’m. “Call us assholes.”

“What? No.” Firm, almost offended. “I mean, yes, but no. You’ve been laughing at my expense all day, and I get it? Silly, privileged little Aina doesn’t know a damn thing.” Another pass through her hair, tugging out the lopsided ponytail. Their day was nearly over, so it didn’t matter anymore. Keeping up appearances wasn’t so important to the pair of rowdy punks in front of her, smoothing out the kink the crown-shaped band left behind. She paused, searching their expressions.

“But I never asked to be ignorant, and I’m not too proud to admit that there’s a lot I don’t know–or how much of what I’ve been told are probably lies.” Aina steeled herself, collecting, straightening, confident. No matter what, she wasn’t backing down. She couldn’t. There was too much riding on this, even if, maybe, her determination was heavily ruled by the simple, petty desire to be friends. Wasn’t that enough, though? Self-betterment aside. “So, if this is going to work, you two need to stop laughing and start explaining, because I can’t get better if no one helps me.”

Finally, a chance to speak. Meis’ one-eyed gaze flickered to Gueira first. No? No backtalk? Alright, then it was his turn to straighten and collect himself, pushing away from he and Gueira’s shared leaning post. Serious talking called for serious posturing, and y’know... Meis shook his head, hair briefly drifting from his face. A glimpse. She’d said so much, yet he had so little to return with. Hopefully, it was enough. Hopefully, she’d understand just how much gravity a few, simple words held. “Nah... you’re right.”

Well, It caught Aina off-guard, anyway, steely resolve melting from her face, her shoulders, and into pool of nothing at her feet. Although, was she really any more exposed than she’d been before? Aina wasn’t very good at hiding her true self, looking on with relief, guilt, and, most of all, tiredness. Yet, underneath it all, at the very core of her being, a single spark of happiness--contentment--kept her going. A few words they might have been, sure, but she wasn’t letting them go.

“No excuses.” That meant you, Gueira. “Sorry. We’ll do better, ‘cause you’re sure stuck with us...”

#Promare #Meis #Gueira #Aina Ardebit

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