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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 22:20:07 GMT -5
His mentor noted his form. He was leaning slightly too far to the right, his paws a little too splayed out, but nothing that should cost him the sparrow. He waited.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 24, 2016 22:25:35 GMT -5
Wolfpaw stalked towards the sparrow. He lept and caugjt it as it was taking off. He quickly killed it.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 22:34:07 GMT -5
"Very nicely done, Wolfpaw," Stormface meowed, "Next time, keep your paws directly under you, and make sure your body is centered."
He gave the sparrow a once-over. "As I promised, you do not have to collect moss for the elders tomorrow," he mewed, whiskers twitching, "...You have to collect moss for the queens."
Immediately he sprung away, calling for Wolfpaw to follow.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 24, 2016 22:50:56 GMT -5
Wolfpaw looked at his mentor. "You tricked me!" He called. He grabbed his prey and hurried after him.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 22:52:12 GMT -5
Stormface laughed, deep and guttural. "Wasn't a trick. I said you didn't have to collect moss for the elders."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 24, 2016 22:55:37 GMT -5
"Stormface!" Wolfpaw protested through his prey. He caught up with his mentor, looking at him.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 23:04:41 GMT -5
The older cat chuckled. "I'll ask another apprentice to go out with you. Anyone you've got your eye on?" he meowed, in an unusual good mood. Not good enough, however, to spare his apprentice moss duty.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 24, 2016 23:05:37 GMT -5
"Maybe maybe not." Wolfpaw looked at him. "But I'm not telling you cause you'll do something embarrassing." He spoke.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 23:10:28 GMT -5
"Very smart," Stormface chuckled, trotting next to his apprentice, "You'll make a fine warrior with that intuiton."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 24, 2016 23:14:13 GMT -5
Wolfpaw puffed out his chest proudly. "What about you. Do you fancy someone?@
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 23:23:41 GMT -5
Stormface stiffened, the question opening up a floodgate of memories he didn't want to relive. Hazeltail's green eyes as she teased him for falling into a patch of brambles, sneaking out of camp at night to see her, his heartbreak at the gathering, when he learned she'd died after months of no contact... And most recently, the cat that ran past him at the Gathering, their pelt so similar to his WindClan love that he'd forgotten how to breathe for a moment.
His good mood dissipated like a cloud. "No," he replied, trying to keep his tone even, "I'm not."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 24, 2016 23:26:04 GMT -5
Wolfpaw noticed the slight change. He frowned slightly. "Are you ok? I didn't mean to pry.." He said softly.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 24, 2016 23:30:17 GMT -5
"I'm fine," Stormface snapped. He then softened, and said in a softer tone, "I'm fine. You're not prying, just an ordinary question that... I've had some bad experiences with." He sighed, unsure of what he could tell his apprentice.
"I was... a bit of a flirt in my youth," he settled with.
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Post by ωαтєяsнα∂є on Aug 25, 2016 1:27:45 GMT -5
"Lightningstar's a soft-belly. Especially for kits." Icekit rolled her eyes. She doubted very seriously that Ryekit learned his lesson without a good few rounds to the head.
"Ryekit's going to be unbearable." She groaned, going back over to Cotton, who rolled her eyes and sighed.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 9:10:50 GMT -5
Wolfpaw tipped his head, looking at Stormface. "Really? You were a flirt?" He hadn't expected his mentor to be like that.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 25, 2016 9:29:42 GMT -5
"That's enough discussion of relationships, don't you think?" Stormface barked, approaching the entrance to camp, "Go put your prey on the fresh-kill pile."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 9:31:46 GMT -5
Wolfpaw nodded his head before quieting. He headed for the fresh kill pile to set his prey on the pile.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 25, 2016 9:53:33 GMT -5
"You did well today, Wolfpaw," Stormface meowed, "And I expect that same dedication tomorrow when you will be collecting moss."
He gave the apprentice a hard look, but a glimmer of amusement shone in his eyes.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 9:56:44 GMT -5
Wolfpaw glared at his mentor. "Of course Stormface.." He grumbled. He didn't want to collect moss. That was so boring.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 25, 2016 10:05:05 GMT -5
"Do you know why you collect moss?" Stormface asked, licking a paw. He narrowed his eyes at the apprentice's glare. If he kept that attitude up, he'd be cleaning the elders for ticks.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 10:10:58 GMT -5
"Because I have to." Wolfpaw grumbled. "So warriors don't have to."
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 25, 2016 10:21:33 GMT -5
"That's part of it," Stormface meowed, "Warriors no longer do apprentice duties, because they've moved past them. You apprentices have to collect moss because it helps you learn control over your claws."
He turned to face Wolfpaw. "Every warrior who can kill a mouse with a flick of their claws can only do it because of hours and hours spent collecting moss. Control is the difference between slicing a warrior's throat or just clawing them. It is important if you want to survive."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 10:29:47 GMT -5
"How does scraping moss give me claw control?" Wolfpaw asked with a huff. He didn't see what his mentor meant by that.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 25, 2016 10:44:40 GMT -5
Stormface lashed his tail, frustrated that his apprentice wasn't getting it. "I'll show you tomorrow," he meowed, "It's... difficult to explain without seeing it."
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 10:49:39 GMT -5
Wolfpaw rolled his eyes. "Fine fine.." He mumbled. Hunting or battle training sounded much more fun then 'claw control with moss'
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 25, 2016 11:03:25 GMT -5
"Good. Get some fresh-kill, and then get some rest." Stormface meowed, selecting a mouse near the bottom of the pile for himself.
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 25, 2016 11:04:26 GMT -5
Wolfpaw nodded before grabbing a mouse. He then went over to eat at the apprentices den.
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Post by Frecklenose on Aug 26, 2016 16:56:41 GMT -5
hello!))
Stormface looked around for his apprentice, intending to make good on his assignment from yesterday.
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Post by Icefire15 on Aug 26, 2016 18:37:55 GMT -5
Here)
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Post by Foxstar26 on Aug 26, 2016 19:12:40 GMT -5
Hey)
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