The Beginning of the End
Just a short passage of Nectartail getting rid of his collection as an apprentice.
Having finished tending to the elders needs, Nectarpaw hesitantly stalked over to the apprentices den. Hearing only the sound of his brother sleeping inside, the young tom let out a sigh and crept into the mouth of the den. Allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness, Nectarpaw silently padded towards his long unused nest and flipped it over; revealing his once most precious collection. 'I made mother a promise that's been long overdue.' With another sigh, he reached out for the snakeskin but his paw stopped short, eyeing the rest of his collection.
The acorn tops.
The half eaten pinecone.
The rock that shimmered like StarClan...
Narrowing his eyes, Nectarpaw grabbed every last piece of his collection and left the den; leaving his nest upturned. Ducking past the entrance just outside of camp, the apprentice tossed all the items in his paws to the ground. Watching his collection return to nature, Nectarpaw's green eyes lingered on the glittering rock for a moment longer before wordlessly turning his back to return to camp, his tail hanging low.