ThunderClan Territory - Page 918

**gs29513** · #**9171** September 19th, 2020, 09:37 AM

Ah, but you are the clan, and you needed feeding. So we did feed the clan first. Fishfin pointed out, a bit snidely, dropping his blackbird. Score: Fishfin 2, Pinepaw's stupid impulses 0. Goose egg, zilch, nada! @Shadeleaf

**Shade.** · #**9172** September 19th, 2020, 09:42 AM

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Originally Posted by gs29513

Ah, but you are the clan, and you needed feeding. So we did feed the clan first. Fishfin pointed out, a bit snidely, dropping his blackbird. Score: Fishfin 2, Pinepaw's stupid impulses 0. Goose egg, zilch, nada! @Shadeleaf

Pinepaw lifted an eyebrow at Fishfin's suspicious behavior. He was pretty...odd. But, honestly, everyone seemed odd to Pinepaw. As she finished the mouse, she grabbed her shrew and turned in the direction of camp. Then it hit her.
"You just wanted to stuff me with prey, didn't you?" she mewed, lifting an eyebrow once more.

**gs29513** · #**9173** September 19th, 2020, 02:17 PM

Shoot. She was onto him. With a sigh, Fishfin mewed Um, no? I wanted to train you, but also make sure you ate, so yes? I'm not sure. Would you say that's a yes or a no? because honestly, the somewhat clueless tom wasn't sure. @Shadeleaf

**Shade.** · #**9174** September 19th, 2020, 02:39 PM

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Shoot. She was onto him. With a sigh, Fishfin mewed Um, no? I wanted to train you, but also make sure you ate, so yes? I'm not sure. Would you say that's a yes or a no? because honestly, the somewhat clueless tom wasn't sure. @Shadeleaf

Pinepaw just rolled her eyes. She knew he had good intentions, or, at least, hoped so.
"Let's just go back to camp." she mewed.

(da end)

**dino.** · #**9175** September 19th, 2020, 04:26 PM

[ @Redtalon ]

Buckstar fought his expression back to a serious, leaderly, definitely-not-amused-at-all face and nodded, playing along with her no-nonsense tone. "Mhm, indeed, definitely, one hundred percent." Which he... wasn't really joking about, actually. While she was obviously a little aggressive, he seemed pretty strong-willed, he thought. A great addition to ThunderClan's ranks... and certainly not a force to be reckoned with.

Trying hard to smother a grin, he turned around to trot back to camp and beckoned with his tail for her to follow. "I'll keep that in mind, darling," came his low chuckle.

**dino.** · #**9176** September 19th, 2020, 04:46 PM

Muskrat Mire

A humid bog located near Herondive Hollow. It can be used as a place to hunt, but apprentices and smaller cats should be wary of the muskrats that dwell there. These rat-like animals are large and vicious, and it’s advised that apprentices should steer clear unless in the presence of a warrior.

**Wolfgirl8** · #**9177** September 20th, 2020, 01:28 PM

Forestpaw trotted after Sageflurry entering the cave. What would she be learning today. They'd already done hunting and tree climbing so that meant.....fighting. Oh no. As the russet furred apprentice finished listening to what her mentor had to say her eye widened in surprise. She was being given a choice on what to do? Forestpaw had thought apprenticeship was just lisenting to your mentor and doing what ever they told you. Oh! And lots of horrible deadly....fights. Forestpaw opened her mouth to say hunting but then a thought came to mind. Be brave like Brightpaw and Lionpaw! So taking a small gulp Forestpaw said, "Le-Let's do...fighting!".
( @Starfall )

**Ziera** · #**9178** September 20th, 2020, 04:28 PM

// @Slushie

Ember was satisfied when it looked like Buckster took her seriously. ...Good. That was good. [It felt a little better, pretending they were equals, ignoring that he could probably pummel her if he wanted.]

The brown and white tom retreated further into the forest, inviting her to follow with a flick of his tail. Just... like that? Ember's heart pounded in her chest. She hesitated, wondering if it was actually happening, or if this was all a cruel dream, an untouchable fantasy that would slip out of her paws like mist. ...No. It was real. This was real, and she wasn't going to let this opportunity pass her by. Ember would be a free cat - like her father. If he could see her now... maybe he'd be proud.

Padding after Buckstar, Ember wrinkled her nose like she tasted something sour. Darling. "I've got a name you know. Feel free to use it." She meant it. Not in a rude way, though-- more like a sassy correction.

**Abyssopelagic** · #**9179** September 20th, 2020, 06:00 PM

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Sounds good! Fleetwind nodded to Boulderpaw, before returning to the awkwardly shifting Bloompaw. The tom had his hindquarters a bit too low, and he wasn't supporting enough weight on his front paws. It didn't ALL need to be on the back legs. Giving Bloompaw's butt a tap, he hoped to shift the crouch a bit further forward, to be more balanced. @Rainquail

Bloompaw squeaked as his flank was tapped, but figured Fleetwind wanted him to shift foward, so he did, but it felt weird nonetheless.
His tail swishes across the ground as he waited for further instruction.

((I'm sorry I took so long to reply, I've been super busy with other replies and this got buried))

**gs29513** · #**9180** September 20th, 2020, 06:15 PM

(Totally fine! I've been behind lately too!)
That's better. Now try moving forward, quietly. Hopefully he could do well, and they could get on to actual prey. That was definitely the most important bit. The most perfect crouch couldn't feed everyone unless you used it to pounce on something. @Rainquail