[monfang]

Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz

A Toyger feline was padding through the territory. Something he preferred more to hunting being that he had only just become an apprentice and his mentor hadn't gotten around to basic hunting skills. The young tom's pelt was covered thickly with stripes, giving him his name; Tigerpaw. Tigerpaw was sent out on patrol with an overly bouncy feline he hardly knew, Galepaw. While her happy nature was something different to his life, his more serious, no-nonsense attitude conflicted roughly with her. So far he hadn't said much, just wandered. Of course he'd try to hunt, perhaps fish from the frozen rivers, but he already knew there was little to no chance he'd go back to camp with something. Perhaps that would be better to keep his ego low, however, this only drives his more dark demeanor about boundaries. Tigerpaw was known by a few felines for his blood-thirsty nature. Sure, it may not be towards his own clan, but his outlooks on how to guard Riverclan could concern those who really got to see it. So while Galepaw may be searching for prey, Tigerpaw was scenting for rogues, loners, kittypets, or other clan cats. He was itching to put his few basic combat moves to the test, although that's just who he was. Tigerpaw was always looking for a fight.
@Moonfang

Galepaw stayed next to him, mostly rambling quietly about news and whatnot, though he seemed to not be focused on her so she soon shut up. She looked around, her cheek still burned from the now fading infection caused by a foolish idea to catch a squirrel, though she succeeded. As she sniffed around she had a feeling this tom she was assigned with wasn't sniffing for prey. He was focused on the border. She felt a shiver run down her spine and she straightened herself. "So, Tigerpaw I hear your a fighter.." she said, and smiled. Her sister Petalpaw and her always fought after training, so they were top notch apprentices. But Galepaw was the speed. She was quick on reflexes, agility, and accessing the situation. If they are stronger, wear them out. Her mentor's words rang in her head and she then smiled. "Wanna wrestle?" she asked, jumping in front of him. Her golden hues stared at him and her faint daisy scent rushed by as she quickly wiffed around and stood in front of him, her head low in a playful snarl. Will he back down? she asked herself.