Wavebreaker
|43 Moons|
The midday sun was high in the sky when Wavebreaker heard the unmistakable drawl of his deputy Dusklion. The large tomcat raised his head in response, his blue eyes training on her form as she began to organize patrols. He had been warming his dark spotted pelt by one of the many windows that dotted all twoleg dens. He gave a stiff yawn as he carefully left his perch on the windowsill, being sure with his broad body not to knock over a plant that sat quietly next to him enjoying the same sunlight. As his dark pawpads hit the tender earth and grass mixture below, he quickly made his way over to where the action was happening. Wavebreaker blinked twice rapid fire, trying to force the sleep from his deep blue eyes which held a glaze of tiredness in them.
He had gone out before dawn with his new apprentice Fawnpaw to collect fresh moss for the elders, and was still in the process of recovering.
I must be getting too old for this. The warrior stifled a laugh meant for himself, he was hardly old. He still had a few moons left until he could really consider that idea, even if the way he pushed his body made him feel less youthful. Wavebreaker allowed his mind to go dormant, focusing on what his deputy was saying. Waiting for his name to be potentially called. It wasn't until the tail end that he heard it. He was surprised he was on hunting duty, his large mass and bold colored fur wasn't really suited to stalking. Particularly in the daytime, but last he checked the prey where they were going was fat and slow.
Wavebreaker let a small sigh escape through his teeth. He wished he were hunting real prey, back in their proper RiverClan territory, the thrill just wasn't the same.
Havensprings... The senior warrior had seen Floodsight and Oliverat bring pack back fat prey the last time they had gone on patrol there. They even mentioned as much. Escaping his thoughts momentarily Wavebreaker craned his neck looking for Dewpaw and Seabreeze. For the moment he saw no tell tale droopy ears or scarred eyes that would say the apprentice was close. He figured it wouldn't take long to find her though, Caveclaws protege had a very distinct look after having been involved with several scuffles even at her young age.
I'll need to keep an eye on her. The clan needed all their cats to remain as healthy as possible, especially soon to be warriors for the fights that lay ahead in the future.
The toms thoughts briefly drifted to Kitepaw.
I hope her training is going well. He didn't like the thought of his daughter seeing battle, but he supposed it was an invetabillity of warrior life. He stretched his limbs until his body was fully extended, anticipating a long trek. Havensprings was rather far away and if Seabreeze didn't hurry up they wouldn't get back until sundown. The young Lionheart had great hunting skills, and wasn't afraid to speak his mind. Something evidenced by his speaking up at Duskleafs trial. Even so Wavebreaker found it difficult to forgive him for missing patrols, the Clan needed to be working hard. Now more than ever. He tried to let the thoughts go waiting patiently for his patrol leader and the apprentice joining them.
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