October 28, 2020 at 7:34 pm #8526SilverscreechParticipant
Yawning, The white spotted apprentice slowly trudged out of the apprentices den, with eyes half closed. It was late afternoon and Owlpaw had found himself after early morning training in need of a nap. So that’s exactly what he did before planning to see what could be done around camp. The young Tom would have slept longer if he didn’t wake up to his stomach practically eating itself. With that in mind, he tried blinking the sleep away from his emerald green eyes before rubbing his paw over them. Finally as he started to fully wake, he glanced around the clearing in hope to find littledove for a chance to go hunting. But she wasn’t to be seen. “Where is she?” Owlpaw mumbled questionably. The Skyclan apprentices ears lowered in disappointment as a small frown crept up upon his face. He enjoyed being around his mentor, and knowing she wasn’t there bothered him. He couldn’t leave the camp without a warrior present, so what was he supposed to do?
Glancing over at the elders den, he figured he could of helped fetch new bedding for the elders. But that wasn’t exactly the best job to do in the clan. Not when he had to consider the ticks as well that the elders asked to be removed every few days. More so, it seemed to him that that chore was more a punishment then anything. Because holding dung against ticks was definitely not a enjoyable time for him or anyone else. Unless perhaps they were crazy?October 31, 2020 at 2:55 pm #8588pyroParticipant
One never realized just how much of a curse dawn patrol was, until they didn’t have to go on one. Waking up with the sun was always an experience, especially getting lumped in together with other cats that one wouldn’t usually socialize with. It could be fun, or a disaster. Quiet and peaceful, or full of bickering and annoyed attitudes- especially if someone didn’t get their proper beauty sleep. More often than not the dawn patrol did go okay, because everyone was too sleepy to truly be grumpy. However, as much as Tigersnap didn’t mind dawn patrol, he liked sleeping in far better.
The sun was halfway between risen and sunhigh when the rusty point tabby dragged himself from his nest, though he managed to look very put together for someone who had just woken up. He could do with breakfast, but he had also volunteered to go hunting today, to make up for the dawn patrol he hadn’t had to go on. True, he far preferred using his claws to fight, but someone had to do the hunting. It was either that, or something else that wouldn’t be nearly as enjoyable. Helping gather herbs, camp guard duty? No, no- Tigersnap would take his opportunity to get out of camp.
After slinking from the warriors’ den he had set course right for the camp exit, seeming to not give a mind to anyone else in the vicinity. He pulled up short when he saw a silver spotted tabby apprentice staring at the elders’ den with an almost forlorn expression, however, a soft scowl appearing on his face. Stomping over to the apprentice, he looked the unknown young tom over. “Damn, kid, you look like someone in there is havin’ a funeral today,” he grumbled, lashing his tail to motion to the elders’ den. His humor was rather uncouth, but it was the only way he knew to try and make a connection, to strike up a conversation, at the moment. “Stop mopin’. What’s your name?”
Tigersnap waited only a second, long enough for Owlpaw to introduce himself, before turning to face the rest of the clearing. “I’m kidnapin’ Owlpaw to go huntin’!” He didn’t want the apprentice’s mentor to worry when they inevitably went looking for him, but he also didn’t want to waste time searching for said mentor to tell them directly. Now when they went looking for Owlpaw, any old soul in the Clan could tell said mentor where their apprentice was.
“Let’s go, we’re wastin’ precious daylight,” he huffed, twirling to start marching his way out of camp. Clearly he expected Owlpaw to keep up, hardly sparing a glance backwards.November 2, 2020 at 10:31 pm #8791SilverscreechParticipant
♡ Owlpaw of Skyclan ♡
The white/silver spotted Skyclan apprentice jumped a bit as Tigersnap’s comment brought him fully back to reality. Turning his head, he stood for a moment appearing quite a bit sheepish underneath the large Warriors gaze. Managing to pull himself back together, he looked where Tigersnap pointed his tail towards the elders den before looking back. Giving off a confused expression, the young apprentice didn’t quite understand that the Skyclan warrior was trying to joke with him. To Owlpaw, he was quite serious about such matters when it came to his clan mates. So he saw the comment a bit disturbing yet shrugged it off.
Tilting his head to the side, he smiled brightly as he answered Tigersnap’s question, emerald green eyes shining happily as he answered. “I’m Owlpaw.” Before getting the chance to say anything else, the large warriors voice echoed loudly throughout the camp as he stated he was stealing the young Skyclan apprentice to go hunting. Never before had he met such a cat with such boldness, and he found it very admiring. Standing speechless with eyes wide in surprise, he watched as Tigersnap began bounding away to the camps entrance before quickly bouncing up to trail along behind him. “WAIT FOR ME!!!” He yelled.
As they both slipped through the camps entrance, Owlpaw couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement run through him. He was happy he had the chance to leave the camp, and get to meet a new warrior on top of it. Ever since he became a apprentice, Owlpaw hadn’t really gotten to meet the rest of his clanmates since he usually spent his freetime with his older brother Drizzlepaw. And even though he loved his brother, he also desired having more friends within the clan. Drizzlepaw was excited to be a apprentice, but Owlpaw knew he also had his fears about becoming a warrior. Drizzlepaw was not a fighter. He preferred to avoid it at all cost. But Owlpaw knew that wasn’t something Drizzlepaw could avoid. To become a warrior you had to prove yourself in battle usually along with other skills such as hunting. This bothered the white/silver spotted Tom. He wasn’t sure if his brother would even become a warrior if he didn’t move past that obstacle.
Pushing the thought away, Owlpaw’s emerald gaze glanced over at Tigersnap. White dark tipped tail swaying high in the air slowly as his footsteps fell in unison with the warriors. “So what’s your name?” Owlpaw asked curiously. Just hunting earlier that morning, Owlpaw kept his ears not only on the reply of Tigersnap, but also honed in on the noises of any prey that were lurking within the marsh forest.January 3, 2021 at 12:29 am #10599pyroParticipant
He did not, in fact, wait for Owlpaw. However, as he expected, the rambunctious kid caught up easily enough. Owlpaw clearly had to struggle to keep up with Tigersnap’s longer strides, but keep up he did. By the time he returned this wayward apprentice home tonight, into the loving paws of his mentor, the poor kid would sleep like the dead. The warrior couldn’t help but feel a flash of satisfaction at this, a mental smirk. The silver tabby probably thought this was going to be all wrong. Oh, would he soon be literally sorely mistaken.
“Tigersnap, and you’d do well to remember it,” he replied without missing a beat. There was a tinge of pride to his voice, but not the usual amount there would be. Why should he try and impress an apprentice? Merely the fact that he was a warrior, was probably enough.
He grunted as he shoved a piece of foliage out of the way, scowling at the plant life that dared to try and trip him up. “Now what am I workin’ with here, huh? Done much huntin’, squirt? How old are you, anyways? You look like your three moons,” he commented, almost as if talking to himself. Tigersnap did fall silent after a moment, though, clearly expecting all of his questions to be answered, and in a timely fashion. Precious daylight was a-wastin’, after all.
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