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Originally Posted by masquerade
❀ Lotuswhisper (he/him) ❀
➢ Oh Twilightstar, why did you have to give me an apprentice? That was the only thought going through the large black-and-gray tomcat’s mind as he woke up. With a deep grumble slipping from him, Lotuswhisper rolled out of his nest and walked outside into the Windclan camp clearing. It was early, but not too terribly early. He already had his paws full with keeping a close eye on his siblings, as well as his mate and kittens. Now he had a young apprentice to train on top of it all. Wonderful. Even more chores that kept the burly warrior away from his flowers. Normal mentors woke their apprentices up, letting them know that it was time to start the training day.
However, Lotuswhisper wasn’t like normal mentors. Strolling over to the fresh-kill pile, his amber eyes didn’t even look towards the apprentice den. He picked up a plump lark and laid down nearby, tearing into the feathered prey without hesitation. His tail swept across the ground behind him as he ate in silence. Lotuswhisper was far from a friendly-looking warrior. He was huge with a muscular build and an intense gaze, anyone would think he belonged in Shadowclan rather than Windclan. However, the maine coon tomcat was born here, despite his peculiar appearance. Part of him was curious how this young one -- Splotchpaw -- would be while he trained them, but he did not let it show. If his apprentice wanted to train, then they would have to seek him out themselves. He was never one to seek out cats, no, they usually came to him. It was how he landed Snowflower as a mate.
// @Ritsuka // |
Oh-ho-ho-ho! Yes! He'd managed to escape! The white and tortoiseshell patched apprentice grinned mischievously to himself as he wriggled out of the apprentices' den. Luckily they usually ignored him, so he could get away from them and their... Personalities, easily.
Splotchpaw was more than eager to start marching into the center of camp, ready to start his day... Only to spot a familiar shape in the center, eating. Oh no. Not him. Splotchpaw couldn't deal with Mr.Oh-My-StarClan-I'm-So-Grim-And-Dark right now. Especially since the tom certainly seemed to not like him. The young apprentice shuddered and turned around, aiming to leave camp right that moment. He could figure out the territory by himself: it couldn't be that hard, right? And besides, Lotuswhisper almost always ignored him, so he wouldn't notice Splotchpaw being gone, right? Yes! The positives of being ignored!