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awake oh sleeper (skyy) Dec 1, 2015 3:29:18 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Dec 1, 2015 3:29:18 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"]The sun was only mid-height in the sky when Falconstar slipped back into camp, his patrol dispersing behind him. He paused once out of their way and rolled his powerful shoulders, muscles sliding beneath his well-groomed pelt. The tall tom surveyed his camp with his head held high, eyes following the traipsing paths of his warriors as they moved in and out of camp; he spotted Hazelclaw's tabby pelt near the warriors den and considered approaching her to check on how the patrols were doing. The leader twitched his ears, mindlessly catching bits and pieces of the conversations floating around him as he considered. No, I must trust that Hazelclaw has this under control, he reasoned to himself and nodded firmly. I instill confidence in my clan by having confidence in them first! He was pleased with this and shook out his pelt, chuckling to himself. He knew well enough that his deputy was nervous about her position and, well, she could join him in his own doubts! Falconstar shook his head ruefully. He had been deputy for so long that he'd thought he would retire from the position eventually, only after having served as long as he could. But ill-fated mission on Applestar's part and Falconstar was landed squarely in paws of Starclan. The massive tom huffed out a rush of air, eyes glancing past the medicine cat den. He couldn't pad into the place without remembering Applestar's still body and the deadly berries strewn about her mouth. The image turned his stomach right over.

Falconstar straightened his spine, uncurving away from such negativity. Now is not the time for painful reminiscing, he scolded himself. Falconstar came to his paws and aimed for the apprentice den, deciding against speaking to Hazelclaw for now, and heading for another important she-cat instead. As his thick paws beat softly on the camp floor, Falconstar thought of his apprentice with the fondest twitch of his whiskers. Tinypaw was nothing at all like his previous apprentice, nor was she similar to Mottlepaw and Yewpaw. Falconstar appreciated the difference though and embraced the challenge that came with educating youngsters these days. He approached the den and, by proxy, two warriors who were sharing tongues. Falconstar had only just made up his mind to skirt right and avoid stepping on any unwatched tails, as his monstrous paws had a habit of doing, only for the two to clear out of his path, startling him. Falconstar thanked them with a warm purr, but frowned to himself as he shouldered into the apprentice den, having to duck down to avoid knocking any of the entrance loose with his bulk. I'm not used to this, he thought and tried to exhale away his doubts, meowing with great volume at the teeny slumbering shape of his minute apprentice,

"Tinypaw, my apprentice! It's time for a training session, so up on your paws and out with me into the world!"

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awake oh sleeper (skyy) Dec 3, 2015 11:19:23 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Dec 3, 2015 11:19:23 GMT

It was a rare night without the colours, where nothing but the dark and emptiness of a dreamless sleep was all that hung in the young she-cat’s mind. A startling differences to the usual world she found herself wrapped up in. It was one where not a thing passed through her mind but the pleasant nothingness of sleep. With her small form tucked up in a tight ball at the very center of the den, she was oblivious to the cats waking and moving around her, or even their scents. Everything was her own and just her own, an embrace of silence. It was really just as pleasant as the colours.

The difference to past times however, was sleep came to a close naturally, and without prompting the sounds slowly reached her ears, and her mind slowly kicked into gear, drifting thoughts slowly dancing across her consciousness like leaves. Her body relaxed further into the moss, as the little she-cat let out a long, quiet sigh. Yet, the peace wound not last for long, as a sudden, booming voice tore through the quiet, and jolted her head like a lightning bolt. "Tinypaw, my apprentice! It's time for a training session, so up on your paws and out with me into the world!"

She was really getting sit of waking up to panic. Yet that was exactly what happened, as the she-cat’s head snapped up, whole body twisting toward the voice, eyes blinking, trying to focus, and only causing further panic at the huge looming figure blocking the sunlight from the entrance. For a moment all she could get out was an indistinct squeak, before, over the thudding of her chest, she made out the words and the cat. Oh, oh StarClan. “Falconstar! Yes, of course, at once!” She rushed out, scrambling to her paws. If she had too many more morning waking up like that she might learn just not to sleep.

Immediately, she rushed forward, forcing her paws to move together, and avoid the mistakes she made with Ravenpaw just a day early. “Um, what are we doing?” She asked as she reached the entrance, blinking a few more frantic times to try and actually see the huge tabby tom properly in the morning light.

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awake oh sleeper (skyy) Dec 13, 2015 6:51:57 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Dec 13, 2015 6:51:57 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"]The massive tom purred to see his apprentice lurching out of the den at top speed, whiskers twitching despite his efforts to keep his amusement under control. Falconstar did love enthusiasm, but he supposed Tinypaw's frantic exit had more to do with his booming voice than any real excitement. Ah, well! A mentor can dream! He swished his long tail around his heels, eyes crinkling up at her squeaking. She was little more than a mouse, his apprentice, but Falconstar had big dreams for her. ~~“falconstar! yes, of course, at once!~~ Falconstar nodded his approval, meowing warmly, "I hope you slept well, Tinypaw, today is going to be a busy busy day." The mighty tom had learned his lesson with Anolefoot; he knew not to push his students too hard. But Tinypaw and Anolefoot were worlds apart, as far away as stars on opposite ends of the sky. Tinypaw might be small, but she burned brighter than Anolefoot ever could, his poor unambitious worrier of a first apprentice. Falconstar cast a fond glance over at the warriors den, where he didn't have to stand any closer to know without a doubt that Anolefoot was fast asleep, dreaming of the mice he caught and the battles he never fought. It had been wise, Falconstar remembered, to keep Anolefoot away from the badger. He had trusted many a member of his clan to match the badger, their courage equal to any warrior honored in Silverpelt, but Anolefoot's gifts lied in the forest stalking prey to feed his clan and nowhere else. Here, in Tinypaw, Falconstar saw greater things, whispered in the legends passed down by queens and elders. She was small, but the underestimated ones who struggled the most were the ones to overcome the greatest obstacles and tell the greatest stories.

~~“um, what are we doing?”~~ Falconstar chuckled and turned, gesturing with his tail for her to follow, leading the way out of camp. He announced over his shoulder, voice carrying with no difficulty, "We are going to go over the hunting and stalking stances that I showed you, and if you and I feel comfortable with your progress, we'll see how you do testing them out on live prey." He twitched his whiskers at her, sweeping past the patrol coming in and nodding to his warriors as they passed by. A quick glance told him their pass by the boundaries had been fruitful. Falconstar looked back to his apprentice, adding with a teasing lilt to his deep voice, "Something to look forward to, hm? Stalking prey with a heartbeat and not pebbles."

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awake oh sleeper (skyy) Jan 4, 2016 15:46:23 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Jan 4, 2016 15:46:23 GMT

Her brain was nowhere near awake as she stood there, trying to force it to work, and her eyes to focus on anything that wasn’t shapes and spots around her. Even Falconstar’s figure stood slightly blurred in front of her. It was not a good way to start. "I hope you slept well, Tinypaw, today is going to be a busy, busy day." Oh boy. Had she slept enough? How could she even tell? The she-cat brow furrowed slightly as she shifted on her paws, doing a half-awake check of her limbs. They all seemed to be there, and beyond the rapid thumping of her heart in her chest, she wasn’t feeling bad. It’s okay, Tnypaw, it’s okay!

Falconstar gestured with his tail, and immediately Tinypaw was on his heels, stumbling along on unsteady paws. It didn’t help that every stride the leader took was maybe three of her own. What a way to wake up. It’s okay, we can do this! The she-cat nodded to herself, as the leader started talking. "We are going to go over the hunting and stalking stances that I showed you, and if you and I feel comfortable with your progress, we'll see how you do testing them out on live prey." Okay, that had her attention. Immediately the she-cat’s ears pricked up, and as she sped after the tom out of camp, bouncing on light paws, it was hard not to feel the rush of excitement through her chest.

“Really?” She asked brightly, no lack of enthusiasm in her voice. Maybe her sleepiness would fade faster than she thought. The little she-cat bounced over a few fallen sticks. "Something to look forward to, hm? Stalking prey with a heartbeat and not pebbles." A grin immediately stretched across the tabby she-cat’s face, as she nodded enthusiastically some more. “Pebbles are fine too! But, something living would be a nice change,” She meowed in response. Of course, the concern was there at the back of her mind. Was she ready to actually hunt? She tossed the thought around for a little while, before dismissing it. If Falconstar thinks I’m ready, I’m ready. “Where are we going to go?” She asked, speeding up that little bit more to try and catch up better.

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awake oh sleeper (skyy) Feb 14, 2016 9:44:14 GMT

Post by hallelujah on Feb 14, 2016 9:44:14 GMT

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do you hear the lion roar?

[attr="class","itdscroll"]~~“really?”~~ Tinypaw meowed, some of her perky enthusiasm peeking through the morning droopiness that Falconstar could see still clinging to her. Falconstar purred, pleased to see her waking up and contributing to the conversation. He could talk enough for two or three cats if he really tried, but he found more and more that it was better to actually hear what the other participant in the conversation had to say. His whiskers twitched at the thought. ~~“pebbles are fine too! but, something living would be a nice change,”~~ Tinypaw added, much to Falconstar's amusement. He flicked his long tail in order to tap her flank gently, acknowledging the agreement. "The whole forest trembles," he meowed, smiling down at her, "Knowing that Tinypaw approaches, making ready to hunt live prey! And!" He paused long enough in their walking to lean down towards her and widen his eyes, lowering his voice dramatically, "Knowing that I am your mentor only furthers to assure the forest creatures of their impending doom." Falconstar followed his statement with a chuckle ad a wink, continuing again on their path with long steps that swallowed up the ground, as though he were levitating on air instead of striding along majestically. Falconstar found it easy to joke about himself and his new status with Tinypaw, and other cats who clearly believed in him. The more he spoke about his own prestige, the more believable it became, even with all of his duties impressing upon him the importance of his career. Falconstar thought to himself that he might always grapple with the status; he might always be looking over his shoulder to ask Applestar her opinion. Perhaps that was his curse, as Thunderclan leader.

~~“where are we going to go?”~~ Tinypaw's question came just in time to redirect a morbid train of thought and Falconstar nodded his nose in the direction of the Sandy Hollow, meowing with a more serious tone to his voice, "We will begin today's training in the Sandy Hollow. Once you have impressed upon me your progress, we'll see how you do trying out your skills in the woods around the Sandy Hollow. See if you can't bring back a squirrel or two for the elders." Falconstar expected great things out of his apprentices and Tinypaw was no exception. Even if she failed to impress her in the way that he was expecting, today was nothing if not an opportunity for more lessons. One way or another, Falconstar would help Tinypaw to be the best she could be.

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awake oh sleeper (skyy) Mar 23, 2016 0:58:11 GMT

Post by skyy and her socks on Mar 23, 2016 0:58:11 GMT

The leader’s tail flicked against her flank, and Tinypaw looked up to him, bright amber eyes warm, though still heavy with the remains of sleep. No doubt it would shake away soon enough, but, without a groom she was still resembling strongly the texture of her nest. “The whole forest trembles, knowing that Tinypaw approaches, making ready to hunt live prey! And!” He spoke of hunting, and being fearful, but, she couldn’t help but yawn again, jaws parting as he brought them to a stop, her jaws snapping shut gain as he leaned down. Bright eyes stared up at him, and holding a grin off her face was almost impossible.

"Knowing that I am your mentor only furthers to assure the forest creatures of their impending doom." A giggle escaped the apprentice immediately, even if it was a soft noise, reflective of her conscious state. No doubt it would. Falconstar carved a path from the forest around him, large and proud, he stood the voice and reason of ThunderClan. If I was prey, I’d be scared too, she decided. But, the fact was that despite their size difference, she wasn’t, and nothing but awe surrounded her view of the jolly tom that was once again leaving her behind with his long, fast pace. Tinypaw stopped long enough to give her body a shake, before immediately dashing after Falconstar again, small paws pattering quickly across the forest floor.

"We will begin today's training in the Sandy Hollow. Once you have impressed upon me your progress, we'll see how you do trying out your skills in the woods around the Sandy Hollow. See if you can't bring back a squirrel or two for the elders." The tiny she-cat gave a firm nod, darting between Falconstar’s back legs between steps, and appearing once more at his side, bounding cleanly over a fallen branch the leader had easily stepped over. “I’ll do my best!” She chirped, giving another nod, though more to herself than the leader. She was going to prove that she deserved to be there. She wasn’t too small to do anything, and she wasn’t a waste of time being the leader’s apprentice.

With Falconstar’s pace, she could see the break in the trees soon enough, the sunlight high above beaming down directly onto the soft, sandy ground. Each little grain glimmered with it, the light, the heat, and the leaves of the surrounding trees barely managed to cast a shadow over the space. It was here, that she raced ahead, darting under two fern frons and over a few rocks, and landing into the soft sandy dirt with all four paws. Of course, with her little weight she barely made a dent, but it simply made racing forward easier. In a few bound she was past the center of the space, and immediately the she-cat turned back around to face the leader, standing as tall as she could, at the ready. “Should I find the pebble?” She asked, trying to recall the fern she’d put the last one under nearby. It had been just the right size after all, a pretty cloudy white in colouring that shimmered in the sunlight. There would always be something appealing about pretty pebbles. But, she wasn’t about to race ahead of herself, so, Tinypaw sat down, and waited, the lst droops of sleep fading away.

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