(Nevermind, I lied. I'm gonna make my first post now, since I'm early. xD I'll fancy them up later.)
Finchfeather had been in the forest that night, hunting; it was one of his favourite pastimes. Finchfeather was sure that Wolfstar would look past him and give the other warrior's their own apprentices, due to his quiet nature, but he could never be sure. Finchfeather just hoped that, if he was assigned an apprentice, that they wouldn't be too rowdy... The tabby tom wasn't sure if he could handle that. However, he would be more worried about the apprentice; would he be able to give them the proper training needed to become a warrior?
Lunarwing gave a small grunt as she landed awkwardly on her forepaw, sending her tumbling into the dust. She got up and shook out her shimmery coat with a little chuckle; it was meant to be lighthearted, but if someone was around they surely would have heard the frustration laced into it. There was a squirrel, now sitting high up in the tree above Lunarwing's head. It was chirruping madly, as of laughing at her. Scowling, the pretty silver tabby turned and padded away. She wouldn't be able to catch it now.
Finchfeather had been in the forest that night, hunting; it was one of his favourite pastimes. Finchfeather was sure that Wolfstar would look past him and give the other warrior's their own apprentices, due to his quiet nature, but he could never be sure. Finchfeather just hoped that, if he was assigned an apprentice, that they wouldn't be too rowdy... The tabby tom wasn't sure if he could handle that. However, he would be more worried about the apprentice; would he be able to give them the proper training needed to become a warrior?
Lunarwing gave a small grunt as she landed awkwardly on her forepaw, sending her tumbling into the dust. She got up and shook out her shimmery coat with a little chuckle; it was meant to be lighthearted, but if someone was around they surely would have heard the frustration laced into it. There was a squirrel, now sitting high up in the tree above Lunarwing's head. It was chirruping madly, as of laughing at her. Scowling, the pretty silver tabby turned and padded away. She wouldn't be able to catch it now.




