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Suspendedillusion had yet to have the pleasure or formally meeting Amberpaw, he of-course had seen the apprentice, well he supposed his apprentice now, around. Before he accepted the position of medicine cat and after as well. But in this process of acclimating himself to the position he had never taken a moment to sit down with the tom and evaluated his knowledge, or even introduced himself. In truth it was not something he felt much value in doing, but he also knew it was something expected of him. So after an early morning touring the territory for the umpteenth time the tom headed back just as the sun was cresting the horizon. Slipping into the medicine cat den with the single intent on finally having a conversation with the younger cat.
So far everything he had seen of the gray tabby was nothing he felt particularly proud of. And dare he say it, he could see why Hystericplague had moved professions if this is what he had been dealing with. But perhaps he was being unfair, perhaps in his grief and depression he was not seeing Amberpaw for who he really was. They would find out today it seemed, "Amberpaw." He spoke firm, trying to rouse the young tom. Even if the sun was barley just risen and he was just waking the apprentice up to force him to have a conversation with him.
(whoops my bad! What's Suspendedillusions story for how he became mc again?)
Amberpaw had taken lately to sleeping with his sister in the nursery. It was just like after they'd first appeared in FallClan, the two of them against the world. Except now, he was helping her as an uncle to newborn kits. Sure she had the help of Crownglass, but the tom was still too weak and sickly to be of much help at the moment. Amberpaw had even given him his nest in the medicine cat den to sleep in so as to not spread his sickness to the newborns. Curled up against his sister, the tom snuggled down against her and the three little ones, completely unaware that his new mentor was looking for him.
[His kits were found by Hystericplague and brought into the clan. Suspendedillusion used to be a rouge and had been following the trail of their mother and found her dead body. Scented his kits and followed them into Fallclan. He integrated himself without saying anything about coming because of his kits. And became mc so that he could interact with them without having to let anyone know they were his kits and so he could watch over them. tl;dr - he came to fall following his kits and became mc to watch over them. no one knows they are his kits. ]
Suspenedillusion would have scowled if he wasn't the perfect picture of a polite but distant tom. He had no desire to chase down his new charge, had no desire to go out of his way to work with Amberpaw. But he knew he had to consider the possible ramifications. If others asked about how he and Amberpaw were getting along, or how training was going, he knew he could successfully give a bland lie that would be believed. But he assumed Amberpaw wouldn't do the same; young cats tended to be to transparent. So as he stood over the sleeping cats in the nursery he forced himself not to stalk away but to reach out and poke his apprentices once more.
