[versailles]

Originally Posted by Dust

Owlpaw could barely contain himself as he watched with glee - examining and processing the way Beepaw had managed to catch the prey and kill it. "Great job Beepaw! I didn't doubt you wouldn't catch it, and that's a nice plump one too!" Showering his new friend in praise, Owlpaw's tail flicked back and forth in thought - not about anything in particular... butttt..... would Beepaw be up for trying to catch a rabbit?

"Ok, so I know small victories and all, BUT! I think you're ready to graduate to rabbit huntin'! I'll help you with this, it's a joint effort of course and I don't know if you run often, but Ebonyflame has been teaching me a whole lot of endurance exercises and stuff! I betcha we could catch a rabbit together, what do you say?" It was a silly request really. Owlpaw hadn't even gotten close to catching one! Still, there was always a first time and they had to learn sometime or another!

Beepaw stared at owlpaw for a heartbeat, suddenly jumping up quickly. He felt excitement prick at his pads, ear giving a small flick as he nodded. "Of course! I bet i won't even need help!" He said, excitement dropping quickly once he heard the statement about running. It was true....he didn't run a lot...but he was a Windclan cat, built for speed right? His genes may as well help him at least once, his tiny size and bobbed tail sure weren't, despite his pride in them.
He gave a low hum, rolling his eyes slightly.

"But, I guess i could use your help." The blonde tom spoke slowly, nodding to himself. Owlpaw should be grateful I'm letting him help me! Beepaw thought, nodding again in agreement to his mental statement. That was right!
Going back to pay attention to the other apprentice, he picked up the mouse in his jaws. "Come on! Lead the way!"

Originally Posted by Orchidleaf

Orion stumbled onto what he had been told was Windclan territory, curious to finally get to meet a clan cat even though he would surely get at least a few scratches for trespassing. The huge black Maine Coon cat on the soft yet sharp grass as what was left of his tail swished wildly from side to side almost reminiscent of a dog. Even though he should've probably been more serious about doing something like this, he couldn't help but smile a bit as the new scents overflowed his nose allowing him to picture what the territory looked like since he couldn't see. His grey, sightless eyes scanned the expanse of land and nature before him as he waited for someone to come and find him. [Open]

Chickenpaw slipped his way into the territory, a nervous look displayed on his face. I'm not supposed to be here without a warrior- what am i doing? legs stop working im not supposed to be out here! Theres too many germs, I can't , no no no- He cut his train of thought off, gulping slightly as he raised one of his paws and looked at it. He could practically see all the disgusting, revolting even, germs spreading, and it made him feel like vomiting any second.
Inhaling slightly, he calmed down his breathing, padding further into the territory.

There, he caught sight of an onyx mainecoon. The scent he had was different it was- a loner! Or rogue possibly?
His heartbeat quickened, legs gaining a mind of their own as he walked over. "What am i doing? No no no no, this- i-..I should go get a warrior!" he mumbled, frowning as he arrived infront of the tom. "Who....whoo...are you?" His words were drawled out, clearing his throat. "This is windclan territory!" he squealed, taking a few quick steps back.