Quote:
Originally Posted by Charmer
Nightpaw nodded along as Daypaw explained all the clans, trying to absorb it all. Thee was so much to remember! Each clan had their own strengths and weaknesses and strategies. How was she to remember it all? How had Daypaw?! Nightpaw didn't think there was room in her brain for all this stuff about the different clans, but somehow Daypaw knew all of this and how to heal wounds using weird-smelling plants! But then, Daypaw had grown up having to know all of this. Nightpaw had had to learn other things while living with twolegs. How to get the twolegs to give her food, where to hide when there were strangers in the den, and how to get away when the twoleg kit tried to pull on her tail. There was something else though, Nightpaw may have a pelt color that was suited to hunting at night, but she wasn't broad-shouldered or muscular. She was a lithe and the tiniest bit smaller than many of the fully grown Shadowclan cats. It was barely noticeable but she saw it. It's why Goldenstar had been able to carry her to safety during the flood. And she certainly wasn't stealthy. She ran everywhere she went and announced herself loud and clear to any cat she wanted to talk to. Could she ever hope to learn to be like the cunning and stealthy warriors Daypaw was talking about? She tried to banish the thought. If Daypaw and Goldenstar didn't think she could learn, she wouldn't be here, right? In any case, she hoped so. Gathering her wits at last, Nightpaw nodded as the medicine cat, and got into a crouch. "Ok. Are you ready to go again?" This was already easier now that she'd seen how fast Daypaw could move. Daypaw had bee trained as a warrior first. The enby may look tired and weak on the best of days, but they were alive out here, and Nightpaw was outclassed. "Here I come!" the shecat charged forward again, this time with an odd-looking back and forth sway to her movement. It felt strange and unnatural, but she tried it anyway, leaping forward toward the medicine cat as soon as she felt like she was in pouncing distance.
|
daydream watched nightpaw taking all of this in. it was alot of information to uphold anyway. they could remember their first day out in training, the pine needles against their feet, the feeling of the wind in their fur, they felt free. they wondered what it wouldve been like if they were a warrior. maybe they wouldve had a mate or even kits. during this moment of thinking they only came back into reality when nightpaw was too close, poucning in her zig zog motion that daydream had taught her, and tackling them to the ground. it was easy to, seeing as they were a full grown cat but still the size of nightpaw, and possibly even smaller, and frail might i add. they fell to the ground on their back with a huff, amber hues widening for a second before they gave a small half smile,¨you did it,¨