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Originally Posted by Suspiciousmindz
Jaguarclaw's sleek spotted pelt flashed in the light. He looked as powerful as ever as he trod across the clearing at Blazingnight's summons. He saw his apprentice, Ibispaw, and gave a small smirk, deciding that perhaps he should sit beside him todaya, as Jaguarclaw knew what this was about even if his apprentice didn't. The Bengal padded right up the young cat and flicked his shoulder with his tail. "I wonder what this meeting is about," he spoke casually, much meaning behind the words. His olive green hues spoke nothing as he gaze proudly at the apprentice. Sure, he didn't like hunting, but every cat had their quirks and Jaguarclaw wasn't one to judge another just on how they behaved.
The Bengal settled himself down, looking up at the dark tabby. He hardly knew the she-cat sitting on the branch, but he felt loyal to her. As everyone in the clan should. Turning his gaze back towards Ibispaw, he gave the younger cat a friendly smirk. He was more than ready to be a warrior, if only he knew the reason for this ceremony. |
To be completely honest with himself, he never imagined anyone would willingly come up to him and speak with him, not even his own mentor, so when his shoulder was flicked by the tail of the large tom, Ibispaw flinched a bit in surprise and looked over at Jaguarclaw wide-eyed before relaxing and offering an awkward half-smile at the older tom before looking away with a quiet huff. Though he had to pause, a few pieces clicking in his brain as his mentor spoke. He usually never sits next to me during ceremonies. And to make a direct inquiry as to the subject of this ceremony? Could it be..?
"Probably just another apprentice ceremony." The tailless tom mewed glumly, glancing his yellow gaze over for a moment before looking down at the ground, though he started to have a growing feeling that maybe this was his warrior ceremony. The day he had been looking forward to since he was an apprentice.
"Or maybe some apprentice's are becoming warriors, not me though." Ibispaw's gaze returned to Jaguarclaw, cold, calculating, analyzing any sort of emotion that crossed his face, searching for something that might reveal the answer he wants before returning his gaze to the ground. "Not good enough at hunting to be a warrior." He muttered, mostly to himself, but not caring if his mentor heard it either.