Shifting in her pelt, the younger elder breathed in the cool silky air. Opening her dandelion eyes Leapingbranch stretched out her dainty paws. The warm sun on her fur made her purr like a nursing kit. Blinking slowly, she noticed a stocky brown tom entering the den. A sly smile came across her face as she kicked back her barely functioning hindlegs. The newer apprentice, Blazingpaw, had a good build and a brown pelt that shined like fire under the sun. No wonder why his name is Blazing ! Gazing towards him, she called him over.
" Blazingpaw ! Come over here- I need you to help me. "
Oh this was going to be fun. Leapingbranch knew that Blazingpaw was such a sour-puss ever since he was a kit. Mewling out a laugh, she waved her paw at him.
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Annnnddd there goes the silence. Just for payback, Blazingpaw decided to trot past Raven’Song without giving an answer and noted to not help her. It was too late now. Leapingbranch, a she-cat with useless hindlegs, had called over to him. With a dramatic sigh, he walked over to the early-retired elder and was about to open his mouth to grumpily ask what in StarClan she was calling him for. Instead, he grinded his teeth together and felt red as he heard the older cat laugh!
Blazingpaw snapped, threatening Leapingbranch to stop laughing. “And stop waving at me with your dusty paw!” he added, “Keep on laughing and I’ll make sure to skip helping you with your filthy ticks. What am I saying? Even ticks don’t want to be in your old and smelly pelt!”
Goldenhound was a simple cat. As long as her nest was comfortable and her den quiet, she was content. Unfortunately, it seemed one of her policies for tolerance had been broken. The elder’s eyes opened, her pupils mere slits, and locked onto the source of her disturbance. A young tom, barely an apprentice it seemed, was berating one of her denmates.
The scarred molly’s hulking mass rose from her nest, her tail lashing irritably. “You. Kit,” She rasped; she wouldn’t honor such an immature cat with the title of apprentice. “I recommend you apologize to my friend Leapingbranch, shut your mouth, and get to work before I send you back to Sparrowstar with shredded ears.”
Ospreypaw eyes flickered over to the new apprentice, ears swiveling slightly as he quietly walked over, "Hello Blazingpaw! Do you need any help with getting ticks out of the elders fur?" He knew from experience that at first learning how to get ticks out was always hard at first. The large tabby watched the other elders giving them a kind smile and a wave of the tail.
[so sorry this took forever! the pings i got had gotten lost-]
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Hazelpaw nodded as she went and to where Beastwatcher indicated and crouched. When Beastwatcher said go, she saw Sharppaw go to the right so she went to the left and aimed a swipe at the warriors' muzzle in an attempt to distract him from Sharppaw.
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Wolfspirit noticed Sparrowstar walking towards him. Now he had to tell her everything, absolutely everything.
"Well, I was out hunting after I finished a lesson with Stormpaw when a rogue found me. I fought off the rogue it was an easy fight, but it chased me into a Thunderpath. I thank StarClan for not getting run over by a monster! But then some other rogue captured me in THEIR DEN! So then I had to find my way back. But then, I got captured by Twolegs who caught up to me, I was cornered by them. I tried to run away but.. They caught up to me. Luckily I was only there for about 4 sunrises before I escaped and found my way back here"
He swiped at Hazelpaw than turn around kick and pounced on Sharppaw and tagged him a bit, He then said to the apprentices while they were out of breath and lay on ground. "Would you like some tips and weaknesses? " He asked politely in his trademark Irish accent.
Oceanflower trots into the warriors den. She carefully steps over the other cats. Choosing a spot in the back of the den, she lays down and drifts off to sleep.
The tabby apprentice had trotted into the clearing after a quick nap in his apprentices den. His two colored eyes flickering around before they landed on a warrior who's back was turned from the clearing.
His eyes widened as he slowly slipped into stalk and slowly stalked toward the warrior before waiting just slightly behind the warrior, his paw sticking out slowly above the warrior.
Ears swiveling as he waited for a moment more before bringing his paw down to gently bap the warrior on the head. His tongue sticking out in a small blep.
Now if he was told that he would be smacked on the head by an apprentice that wasn't Lotusdance...he wouldn't believe it. In fact, he would bet his left leg it wouldn't happen. But it's a good thing he didn't considering it did happen and he was rather attached to that leg of his. So, as he lay there processing what had happened, the paw still on his head, the tom scrunched his eyebrows.
The paw was far too small to be Lotusdance...but he couldn't fathom anyone else doing such a thing. So finally, the Warrior rolled slightly onto his back, shooting the small one an unimpressed glance. Keeping eye contact for a few more moments before he rolled back onto his side with a huff, and proceeded to ignore the Apprentice. If he didn't awknoledge...maybe they would go away. Yes. that's how all his problems and inconveniences worked after all.
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