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[Tordier]

Willowlight
33 Moons
Warrior
Mentoring Sorrowpaw
Crushing on Briarstar
Speaking to Sorrowpaw

Glad to finally have the day rolling forward, Willowlight purred happily at Sorrowpaw's enthusiasm. The pair padded side-by-side across camp and out into the forest. As they walked, Sorrowpaw asked about Willowlight's first hunt. It was an unexpected question, and Willowlight was surprised she had not shared the story sooner. The subject had probably just slipped her mind.
She was quiet for a moment, reminiscing about that fateful day when her old mentor, Ivydust, took her hunting for the very first time. Then, she began.
"Yes, I remember that day.", she chuckled. "It was horribly rainy, so all I could find was this slimy old frog. The nasty little thing escaped and left me to pounce right into a puddle instead. So, I returned to camp all muddy, but my mentor thought the whole thing was quite amusing.", her whiskers twitched as she recalled the expression on her mentor's face as he tried fruitlessly to hold back his laughter.
Willowlight's green eyes were filled with nostalgia. It had been humiliating at the time, but looking back, she could only recall her first hunt with fondness. She had improved since then, and besides that, her mentor was no longer living. Every memory she had of him was precious to her.
Her early apprenticeship was full of clumsy little mistakes like that, but as she grew into her legs she found her balance and became a wonderful young warrior, like all the other cats her age.
She looked down at her own apprentice, curious to see how she would react to this less-than-impressive tale. Willowlight expect some amount of amusement, and she did not mind it. She was no longer sore over her failed first hunt, so it did not bother her.

[Keriae]

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------ { apprentice } { 11 moons } { she-cat } ⇇
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Shadowpaw immediately followed her mentor as he lead the way out of the camp and into the forest. Two sets of four paws thumped in rhythm on the compacted paths as the two felines pelted through the undergrowth, and all the while the apprentice kept her gaze firmly on the tail tip that bounced before her muzzle. Her own pace was slightly slower than that of the older tom, as she would be doing the hunting and therefore she would need to conserve her energy: even more so, as the last thing she had had to eat was a medium-sized shrew the night before. Green optics closed briefly as she felt the wind ruffle through the thicker fur of her neck and shoulders, but the apprentice opened them quickly in case her mentor stopped suddenly and sent her crashing into his hindquarters.

As she opened her eyes, Shadowpaw saw that Nettlestep was slowing down, his tail tip growing closer and closer to her face. She thought about nipping it playfully but decided against it: it would hardly be a mature start to an assessment. Allowing her own pace to stay the same, she slowly passed the tabby brute before moving her gait to a steady trot, muzzle raised in the air. The wind - well, more of a slight breeze now that she wasn't rushing through their territory - was blowing towards them, a good sign. Remembering the information both of her mentors had given her over the moons, the tortoiseshell parted her maw and drew scent in, analysing it carefully. Mouse, squirrel, vole, a multitude of voles.... but the freshest was definitely that of a wood mouse, and she raked her gaze over the leaf litter before spotting the brown-hued mammal not far away, back turned and hunched as it ate. Whiskers twitching with satisfaction, Shadowpaw sunk into a well-practiced hunting crouch, making sure her belly fur was not too low. If it did, then the noise of fur on leaves would alert her prey to her presence and she would fail. How it had not heard them arrive was beyond her, but at least it gave her a chance of a quick kill.

[obeisant]

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[ leader ] [ thirty-four moons ] [ apprentice ; none ] [ tags ; jaysplash ]

He continued to watch Jaysplash with some concern in his pale yellow eyes. Something was up with the cat despite him being so young. Briarstar initial thought was to find out before they lost a good warrior, and this patrol would give him a chance to do so. The others had already returned and with them had come a decent sized catch. Walking towards Jaysplash Briarstar took the lead and padded head into the forest. He waited sometime before finally stopping momentarily, he gave a brief look at Jaysplash before continuing at a leisurely pace. "You're out of sorts, why?" He asked, his usual bluntness taking part to have him get straight to the point. Briarstar trusted Jaysplash would be truthful with him, that the tom wouldn't lie. Anyone could see straight through that trouble lining the tom's eyes and it was his duty as leader to ensure the safety of the clan. Even a single cat. The tom didn't concern himself with stepping quietly although hunter's instinct caused him to walk softly anyways. It was a nice day to be out.

[munchkin cat.]

[ Dewflower ] [ Twenty-four moons ] [ Warrior ] [ Eating ] [ Apprentice-- ] [ With---]
Satisfied that her paws were throughly cleaned she turned around and placed her hind paws into the cool water to clean them as well. She watched the camp, everyone seemed to be already gone or in the process of leaving. Her patrol had been the first to return with so far and she wondered when the others would be coming as well. Looking at her paws behind her she saw they were clean and stepped out of the water and back up the beach. Heading to the fresh kill pile she picked up one of the water voles brought back and stepped away a few feet. Laying down she began eating the vole, her teeth easily cutting through its skin and meat filling her mouth with each bite. As she ate her green eyes scanned camp for ant activity, or a returning patrol.

[ TigerWhisker ] [ Twenty-six moons ] [ Warrior ] [ Hunting ] [ Apprentice ; Breezepaw ] [ With Breezepaw ]

TigerWhisker watched Breezepaws every move as he followed her through the green foliage around them, his green gazing catching everything. He was careful to silent as he followed so not to disturb her hunt, a few times he had to jump over fallen trees or swerve around bushes to make no noise. Finally the scent of the mouse was strong enough and he knew they were close enough for her to catch it. Looking around the leaves of a large plant he saw her crouched and ready to pounce, as the seconds passed he silently counted down to when she should make her move. Just as he had reached one she pounced, leaping into the air and successfully catching the rodent. He stepped out of the bushes and approached her nodding his head "Very good! But next time be sure to kill it quicker, its squeak has alerted the other creatures that danger is here and may make our job a bit more difficult" he advised. Pointing with his tail he motioned at a large tree, "Bury that over there and we'll continue on and come back later so you can retrieve it" he said and waited for her to do so.

[closet-maverick]

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[ sʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛ ;; ɴɪɴᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴs ;; ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ - ᴡɪʟʟᴏᴡʟɪɢʜᴛ ;; ᴛᴀɢs - willowlight ]
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Sorrowpaw grinned, amusement shining in her yellow eyes. It was quite a humorous story in her opinion, although she managed to contain her laughter as she imagined a younger Willowlight covered in mud as she trudged into camp sulkily. "But you're a great hunter now, so I suppose that doesn't matter, does it?" she mewed without thinking, then realized her mistake. Willowlight's mentor was dead, so the memory was in all likelihood important to her. Sorrowpaw opened her mouth again, stammering out her next words quickly. "I-I mean, it p-probably doesn't matter that you didn't catch any prey that time because you're a better hunter now!" The young she-cat swished her tail, guilt dulling her features as she padded next to her mentor quietly and wordlessly. Her paw steps were light, making her almost silent. Her gaze flickered over to the roots of a tree ahead. A squirrel was nibbling on a seed of some sort, absorbed in it's own world so much that it was completely oblivious to the two cats nearing towards it. Sorrowpaw stopped and dropped down into a crouch, her movements quick and almost flawless. She slithered towards it, putting each step in front of her carefully and making sure that her body and tail was brushing the ground with her weight balanced out evenly. She was eager to please her mentor, and now was the chance.

[despairz]

[ ugly posts :c ]

Honeydawn slinks silently through the undergrowth, watching her apprentice as he eyes glowed, the multicolored pelt hidden by the dropping leaves and dark trunks. As her apprentice hunted, she stifled a purr, making sure the apprentice never knew she was there. Easy does it... downwind, crouch, silence. She thinks to herself, remembering the exact words her own mentor told her. You had to be completely silent, as quiet as you could be. If you messed up, make it up. Catch two pieces instead of one. Get whatever you can. Even the smallest mouse could feed one more warrior, or save the life of a sick cat. When you over did yourself, brush it off. If you fail, try again, whether it was the next day or the same day. When fighting, you can never falter. You could get yourself killed. This brought a smile to her muzzle, but when she heard her apprentice start to move with the scent of blood, and the smell of a piece of fresh prey. She smiles, padding through the shadows along with her apprentice.

[Tremayne]

[ Was I accepted? c: ]

[obeisant]

What page did you apply on? }

[Tremayne]

What page did you apply on? }

// The previous one, page 9 c:

[despairz]

[ ugly posts :c ]

Honeydawn slinks silently through the undergrowth, watching her apprentice as he eyes glowed, the multicolored pelt hidden by the dropping leaves and dark trunks. As her apprentice hunted, she stifled a purr, making sure the apprentice never knew she was there. Easy does it... downwind, crouch, silence. She thinks to herself, remembering the exact words her own mentor told her. You had to be completely silent, as quiet as you could be. If you messed up, make it up. Catch two pieces instead of one. Get whatever you can. Even the smallest mouse could feed one more warrior, or save the life of a sick cat. When you over did yourself, brush it off. If you fail, try again, whether it was the next day or the same day. When fighting, you can never falter. You could get yourself killed. This brought a smile to her muzzle, but when she heard her apprentice start to move with the scent of blood, and the smell of a piece of fresh prey. She smiles, padding through the shadows along with her apprentice.