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Post by Shadowstalker on Jun 29, 2012 17:47:50 GMT -5
Shadowstalker had gone to sleep last night with her foot wrapped up in cobwebs from her tree encounter. While she was there, her and Coldcry had a talk, and agreeing he would help her train Stormpaw. Anyway, she limped out of camp, still affraid to put too much weight on her pad, and the medicine cat had told her to stay off of it, so it was a good thing Coldcry would be around. Leaving him in camp with a reminder, she sat down on a rock and waited for the two toms. Last night she had also informed Stormpaw, before he went of to his den.
The breeze ruffled her fur, as the warm sunlight penatrated through the pine trees. Their forest didn't provide much shade, rather than the selfish ThunderClan territory. She wished she could get out of the shade with her black, long, thick pelt.
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Post by Stormpaw on Jun 29, 2012 18:07:52 GMT -5
Stormpaw woke with a snort as several rays of sunlight hit his face. It was morning. He groaned and rolled over. "Ugh. Maybe I can sleep just a little longer." Just as he began to drift off again, he remembered what his mentor had told him the night before; she had scheduled warrior training this morning. Sighing, he sat up. No more sleep for me then.
He padded out of the apprentices' den and blinked as his eyes adjusted to the morning light. All right, he thought, Where did she say we were going to meet? Oh, right. I remember now. He looked longingly at the small fresh-kill pile as he padded out of camp. He hadn't eaten in hours and his stomach was gorlwing with hunger. Just be patient. Apprentices can't eat until after they hunt.
As he neared the area where he was supposed to meet Shadowstalker, he tasted the air to check if she was there. The wind carried a familiar scent on it. She's here. He glanced around for a second before he caught sight of the black she-cat, and he padded over to here. "Hello Shadowstalker." he mewed in greeting, "I hope I'm not late." |
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Post by ColdCry on Jun 29, 2012 20:45:38 GMT -5
ColdCry had already been waiting where they were to train. His light fur was groomed as it always was and he was sitting off to the side, his icy eyes in focus. Waiting wasn't hard. He always waited. For Hopeshatter, for the night to come, for everything.
When the two cats arrived he acknowledged them with a nod and padded towards the two cats. "Hello Stormpaw. Shadowstalker."
"i do not need anyone by my side."
dreaming ;; speaking ;; doing ;; thinking
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coldcry speaks to Stormpaw, Shadowstalker
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Post by Shadowstalker on Jun 30, 2012 7:36:36 GMT -5
Shadowstalker nodded to Stormpaw. "No, your not late." She studdied the black cat with her mysterios yellow eyes. It was only the first few training sessions with her apprentice, and she thought they had gone ok. A few miscomminications here and there, but nothing serious. She turned around and spotted Coldcry as soon as he started to speak.
"Hello Stormpaw. Shadowstalker."
The she-cat dipped her head in greetings. She briefly caught his eye, but quickly looked away, remembering last night. She sighed, and thought, Yet another favor he's doing me, and another that I will some how have to repay. She tried to brighten her mood a bit, but all three cats didn't exactly have the best.
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Post by Stormpaw on Jul 1, 2012 16:15:43 GMT -5
 Stormpaw started when the grey tom spoke. He had been so focused on his mentor that he hadn't even realised that someone else was there. "Oh, hello Coldcry." he mewed to the ShadowClan warrior. I didn't know he was going to be here. Did Shadowstalker mention him? he thought back to the night before. I honestly can't remember. He shrugged. Eh. Whatever.
His gaze went back to his mentor. No, you're not late. she had told him. Good, he thought, One less reason to get yelled at.
He looked the black she-cat up and down. Sometimes he wondered why she had even been assigned to him. Sure their first few training sessions had gone reasonably well, but she was usually so shy and timid, it took a firm hand to keep him in line. Maybe it's just because I'm so horrible at hunting. he thought, Maybe they thought that she, out of all the ShadowClan cats, would be able to turn me into a decent hunter. He sighed. What does it matter? I'll just do my best, get through this, and become a warrior.
His eyes flicked over to Coldcry, and then back to Shadowstalker. "Are we going to get started or what?"
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Post by ColdCry on Jul 2, 2012 16:07:51 GMT -5
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Post by Shadowstalker on Jul 10, 2012 6:31:16 GMT -5
Shadowstalker shook off the wet morning dew that still clung to her long pelt. She wanted so badly to go back in her den and wait for the hot sun to make it's appreaence in the ocean-blue sky up above. She flicked her ears over to Stormpaw as he spoke. Asking if they would get started, she held back a growl at the tom's bitter tone. "Yes, Stormpaw, we will get started."
(OOC: Sorry for it being so short, I really have to go!)
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