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Post by Wildstar on Jul 10, 2011 15:59:15 GMT -5
Falcontail covered his head with his paws. He had made it perfectly clear to Wildstar that he would need a day of recovery and adjustment before starting his mentorship. Even though he knew his almost-sister-in-law thought he was being ridiculous, the tom could hardly help it, and had retired to the warrior den as soon as the ceremonies had ended. It was now morning and the orange tabby could still hardly believe his ill-fortune. StarClan had sent him a dream during the night, the basic conclusion being that he either trained Hawkpaw or left MountainClan. "Stupid stars," he mumbled, turning over in his moss again. At least Hawkkit--no, Hawkpaw, couldn't enter the warriors' den. Small relief.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 10, 2011 23:05:51 GMT -5
Hawkpaw rolled over in her nest in the apprentice den and tried to go back to sleep. She was tired and she had nothing to do... WAIT! she thought and leapt up, her eyes wide with excitement. She was an apprentice now! She had TRAINING to do! She couldn't go back to sleep now! Falcontail had probably already been waiting for hours for her to wake up! She was about to bound from the den, when she looked around and saw her sleeping den-mates, so instead, she carefully attempted to step from the den, ignoring the occasional grunt or complain when she stepped on a paw or face. She poked her head through the den's entrance to look for Falcontail, and gasped in horror. OH NO! she thought. Falcontail must have sat up for so long, waiting for her that he had decided she wasn't going to show up and went back to sleep! Her first day as an apprentice and she had already disappointed her mentor! She was such a horrible apprentice! To avoid making her mentor wait too long, she ran to the warrior den, stopping by the fresh-kill pile and picking up a mouse for good measure and poked her head through the opening. Poking her head through the opening, she dropped the mouse and whispered, "Falcontail?" her voice slightly worried, "I'm sorry I kept you waiting so long! You've probably been up for hours waiting for me to get up! I'm sooooooooo sorry! I'm such a horrible apprentice!" she hung her head in disappointment, "Look at me, my first day as an apprentice, and I've already disappointed you... I'm so sorry..." She picked up the mouse and flung it in his direction, "Please forgive me." she said.
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 11, 2011 9:53:12 GMT -5
The mouse hit the tom in question unceremoniously. "Blood n bone!" he hissed. Noticing his unruly apprentice, Falcontail silently picked up the mouse and walked out of the warriors' den. Seating himself next to the Twopines (a pair of stunted pine trees growing in the middle of camp near the fresh-kill pile) the tabby tom quickly consumed the mouse. "Don't enter the warriors' den again," he finally said, his voice flat.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 11, 2011 12:37:25 GMT -5
"Technically," she said, plopping down a bit too close for comfort to him, "I didn't actually enter! I just stuck my head in!
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 11, 2011 14:15:36 GMT -5
"Well, keep your head out!" he hissed, slinking away. There was no cat on earth so annoying as his apprentice. Still, business was business, and Hawkpaw had to be trained. "Let's go, I'll show you the camp's borders and then we'll see what techniques you need to work on in a trial hunt."
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 11, 2011 23:57:37 GMT -5
Hawkpaw nodded and jumped up. "Lets go!" she said excitedly.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 16, 2011 0:12:16 GMT -5
Ooc: Bump
BIC: Hawkpaw stood, waiting for Falcontail to stand.
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Post by Starlight on Jul 16, 2011 0:15:03 GMT -5
((XD I haven't seen a bump in ages, not since...since...Gaia Online. And that was a while ago. Er, please excuse my spamming. ^^ )
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 18, 2011 15:09:06 GMT -5
Ooc: xD Falcontail was already walking away from her, btwz. Bic: "The first stop on our little tour is Starlight's den--not because we really need to, but because it's on the way to…" Falcontail trailed off, not wanting to ruin the surprise that might make her talk to some other cat about it.
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jul 18, 2011 18:38:53 GMT -5
"On the way to where?" Hawkpaw asked excitedly, trotting after her mentor, hanging onto his every word like the head of Starclan was speaking to her.
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Post by Wildstar on Jun 25, 2012 17:32:14 GMT -5
(Ooc: She's so cute! xD)
Bic: "On the way to nowhere," Falcontail replied tersely. "Now, as you can see, Starlight's den is a fair walk from the others, behind this turn in the rock formation. It makes for great privacy, but if you've got a cut in your pad, you'll just have to roll there." Falcontail dropped his voice to a whisper. "Now, if we're lucky, Starlight will be out looking for supplies with Moonpaw, but keep your voice down anyways. We'll call it practice for hunting."
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jun 25, 2012 23:52:33 GMT -5
Hawkpaw nodded and stopped next to her mentor, pressing her pelt up against his adoringly. Hawkpaw giggled girlishly as the orange cat made a joke. "Oh, Falcontail! You're so funny!" she exclaimed, her voice giddy, brushing her tail across his pelt. As he spoke again, Hawkpaw's voice dropped to a soft whisper, "Are we going to scare them, Falcontail? Oh, this will be so much fun! Moonpaw and Starlight will have a cow! It will be so funny! You're such a great mentor, Falcontail!" She smiled and rubbed up against the much larger cat again before crouching down low.
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Post by Wildstar on Jun 26, 2012 5:18:03 GMT -5
Falcontail barely resisted the urge to gag--but it was so tempting! The less time she had to spend with this (literal) hairball, the better off his sanity would be. "Okay, first rule of training: don't touch the mentor. Remember that, Hawkpaw." Maybe this would be easier if he just imagined Hawkpaw was an overeager tom instead of some fanqueen. It was worth every extra moment of peace. "And no, we're not sneaking up on them. Battle training usually happens in a group of four under measured conditions. In any case, until we walk away from here, I want you to keep silent and in the stalking position. Can you do that--no, better not answer, just do it."
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Post by Hawkpaw on Jun 28, 2012 12:24:59 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, Falcontail!" Hawkpaw exclaimed, leaping away from him, "I won't touch you during a training session again!" Hawkpaw nodded as her mentor continued talking and crouched back down into the stalking position. She opened her mouth to reply to her mentor, but closed it. If Falcontail wanted her to stay silent, she would stay silent. If he wanted her to stalk something, she would stalk it better than any apprentice had before. She wanted so desperately to impress Falcontail. She would do anything he told her and more, just for his approval.
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Post by Wildstar on Jul 19, 2012 17:53:36 GMT -5
Ooc: I was thinking that from now on whenever Falcontail uses any expression with the word hand/hands, Hawkpaw should correct him in the next post, no matter the situation. I think it would be very adorable, and it makes plenty of sense since Falcontail spent so much time roaming the human world that he uses their expressions without altering them for his audience. :B
Bic: The orange tabby padded silently over the dirt path and sat at the entrance of Starlight's den patiently. If Starlight wasn't inside he might have the chance to show Hawkpaw some of the herbs she might have to eat at some point.
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