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Dec 18 2017, 10:59 PM
All morning Coalstep had been glancing toward Silverstar's den, the courage to go and speak with her coming and going in waves. If he had loved her enough before to have kits, wasn't it worth trying to love her again? But on the other paw, he felt so awkward and nervous. He was different, he knew. Hell, the entire clan knew it. What if he didn't love her anymore? No one deserved to go through that kind of heartbreak.

But no one deserved to be ignored, either. So, for the fourth time, Coalstep rose to his paws and padded over to the slope that led up toward the highrock, stopping at the half-way point where the leader's den was situated. He paused outside, the confidence beginning to falter again. Just as he went to turn around and get his tail out of there, a flicker of movement caught his attention, and he knew it was too late to leave.

Dec 18 2017, 07:29 PM
Darklingpaw and Emberpaw definitely looked like him. Coalstep didn't doubt his amnesia anymore- he'd gotten over that weeks ago- but it was still shocking. As much as he wanted to interact with his kits and get to know them again, neither of the two seemed to want to do the same to him. Darklingpaw couldn't look at him, and Emberpaw seemed angry. He couldn't blame the young tom, but Coalstep couldn't blame himself, either. What had happened had been purely unintentional- as far as he knew- and the last thing he needed was for all of his old friends and family to ignore him.

There was a third kit, Arcticpaw, who he couldn't even place a face to. And, last but certainly not least, the adopted kit. Seedkit was the only one of the three in ThunderClan who treated him normally, and for that he was grateful.

Telegraphavenue had encouraged Coalstep to go on with life as normally as possible, patrolling (very lightly, though) and getting familiar with his clanmates. He wanted to start with his kits, and Seedkit was by far the most approachable. So he would start with her, and maybe the other two would relax if they knew he was making an effort to be in their lives.

"Seedkit?" he called into the nursery, squinting to see if she was even inside.

Nov 29 2017, 11:18 PM
It'd been two days since Coalstep lost almost all of his memory. Two days full of confusion and frustration and hasty explanations and headaches. He had a mate- or used to. Were they still mates? Coalstep couldn't say he felt any love for the ThunderClan leader. Hell, it was hard enough to comprehend that he'd joined ThunderClan, much less that he was the leader's mate, had three kits, and was the deputy. The deputy for StarClan's sake!

Coalstep tried not to think on it too much. Thinking only brought on more severe headaches, which is what he was supposed to be avoiding. He was supposed to think about things he remembered. His name. His brother. His life in RiverClan.

But his thoughts often wandered back to his kits. They way they looked at him now. He knew he should love them, but it was just.... how could he not remember having kits? Coalstep tried to be kind to them- to everyone- but they all looked at him oddly. What kind of father forgets his kits?

Tired of being in the medicine den, Coalstep rose slowly to his paws, hesitating a moment to let the dizziness subside before padding out into camp. He made it just a few pawsteps before his head started spinning and he laid down, squeezing his eyes shut in an effort to ignore the pain.
Nov 27 2017, 05:08 PM
Coalstep was as loyal to his mate, kits, and clan as he could be; almost too much so, really. Had he known he would lose all memories of the clan and cats he had grown to love and hold very closely to his heart, he wouldn't have stepped outside of camp. But fate never revealed itself until it happened, and so the ThunderClan deputy went about his day as he always did. When one of the border patrols reported a stale rogue scent near sunningrocks, he headed down that way himself to check it out and inform a RiverClan patrol of a stray rogue. The two clans were on friendly terms as of late, perhaps not quite to the point of allies, but certainly better off then ShadowClan and RiverClan were.

He remained hidden in the trees, opening his mouth to taste the air. There was a rogue scent, but it was days-old at this point and probably not worthy worrying over Tomorrow's patrol could check for anything fresher, but it was probably a stray passing through.

Nov 27 2017, 02:42 PM
Limp and still, one would think the ThunderClan deputy was dead upon finding him. His heart-rate, though, was strong, and his sides moved with his breathing, albeit a little unsteadily.

Coalstep would not remember how he had managed to hit his head, just as he wouldn't remember the past year of his life. All the tom would wake with was his name, and perhaps a few foggy memories of his time in RiverClan. A very small pool of blood surrounded his head where it lay on a great boulder. He was at Sunningrocks; fortunately, he had not fallen into the river, else he would have drowned. All that he could do now was lay there (only because he was unconscious and had no other option) and let StarClan lead someone to find him.
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