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Cougarpaw nodded. "I'm an amazing self-taught fighter, destroyed him in a mock battle, but hunting... I don't know how to do well. And he won't train me. All he does is yell at me that what I'm doing is wrong, and then tells me to do stuff he never taught me, and yells some more. But he does pay attention to me and hasn't abandoned me, which is better off than most mentors I suppose, so I think I'll keep him. Could we go hunting though? Maybe you could teach me properly?" He asked.
Although Nightshiver couldn't feel more proud of her friend's kit, for how far he's come, there was a twinge of sadness hearing the way his mentor treated him. She kept her brows from knitting in worry, and instead plasted a small smile on her maw as she gave a light nod. "Of.. c-course."
She was certain Cougarpaw would be a capable hunter, if he wasn't already. Still, she was never going to turn him down and took it upon herself to teach him hunting as best as she could. "Sh..shall... we g-go?"
Nightshiver stood up, and smiled over her shoulder to the apprentice, inviting him along to the territory before pausing. Did they need to take another warrior with them?
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Sleepysunrise is ShadowClan's current Medicine Cat.
She has a Semi-Closed den policy.
poppykit couldn't hide - wouldn't hide - a smile thay grew on his lips. that Cloudy feeling was gone as he snuggled riiight up into Jupinerkits chest, inhaling the familiar scent of his littermate. she smelt like home.
Only did the little tomcat pull away when tufted ears heard Mirehounds offering. He pulled back, falling onto his back. Poppykit rolled over, scrambling onto creamy little paws that had yet to brighten with a flame point.
"Pounce! Pounce, Pounce, Pounce!" he repeated, words a little too big but he opened his enthusiasm was communicated across affectively.
Poppykit tried to run but it was as if his body wanted to prove Mirehounds words wrong. His front legs caught unde eachother, not keeping up with the kits need to move fast. He took a small tumble, rolling and landing directly at Dappledleafs paws.
He blinked baby blue eyes up at the two warriors, a small squeak leaving his snout.
Rusekit tiled her head curiously at her ma, wondering why she addressed the pretty lady (Mirehound?) so familiarly. Were they friends? Oh, maybe they were!
Little Rue listened as her ma and Mirehound talked to each other. An enforcer? Were they those cats that were always everywhere and helped Dawnstar? Her eyes widened a small amount. That meant Mirehound was important, with a capital I and lots of 'O's. Impooooortant.
It was a pleasant surprise when Mirehound waved away her ma's words, claiming that she and Ruekit were the same. Sure they weren't! But still, Rue gave a delighted squeak as Mirehound bent down toward the kit to exchange formalities. The little kit leaned forward to gently bap Mirehound on the nose with her own, her blue eyes shining. "Nice to meet ya as well, Miss Mirehound!" She chirped. I like her, she declared in her mind.
Poppykit came tumbling over as soon as the words 'pounce' left Mirehound's mouth, and the oldest of Dappledleaf's newest litter needed to do a small jump out of the way in order to avoid having her tail crushed by her little brother. She playfully batted at Poppykit's nose. "You big silly," she teased. "Ya need to be careful, mkay?" Still, the prospect of learning something that the warriors learned when they were younger was tempting... still, Ruekit turned to look at up her mother, silently asking for permission, just in case.
( Doing this in the clearing so the med den isn't crowded with a non-medical thing )
After dealing with the whole situation with his patrol and finally getting his pelt clean as best as he could, Shadowfur decided to continue taking advantage of his productive mood.
He'd been meaning to speak to Elmshadow about taking some extra herb patrols out as part of war preparations. The medicine cats had a lot to do already; having an extra few sets of paws to keep the herb stores stocked would definitely be of aid. He wanted to be able to search for things other than cobwebs and sticks.
So, when he saw the medicine cat out in the clearing, he padded over. "Hey, Elmshadow," he greeted. "Given the coming war, I thought I'd offer to take and send out a few extra herb patrols. I want to know some additional herbs I can have them look for, since all I know are cobwebs and sticks. Of course, if you don't need the extra help, then that's fine as well." He didn't want to make it seem as if he was expecting the medicine cat to agree.
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Fadingstar is currently RiverClan's leader. He has an open den policy; his den can be found here. If you have any questions or concerns about RiverClan, or any plots to propose, feel free to leave me a VM or DM! Please do not take my characters' IC opinions as reflective of my own.
Although Nightshiver couldn't feel more proud of her friend's kit, for how far he's come, there was a twinge of sadness hearing the way his mentor treated him. She kept her brows from knitting in worry, and instead plasted a small smile on her maw as she gave a light nod. "Of.. c-course."
She was certain Cougarpaw would be a capable hunter, if he wasn't already. Still, she was never going to turn him down and took it upon herself to teach him hunting as best as she could. "Sh..shall... we g-go?"
Nightshiver stood up, and smiled over her shoulder to the apprentice, inviting him along to the territory before pausing. Did they need to take another warrior with them?
Cougarpaw was about to agree but the skies said otherwise. There was a loud boom and then it started to pour. He growled and flattened his ears. He made a beeline for the apprentices den and hoped Nightshiver would follow.
Under its covered he muttered, "some other time i guess then."
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Singepaw | he/him they/them
A slender orange tabby cat with long belly fur and brown eyes
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The pursuit of perfection. That’s what it was. A feeble and fleeting desire that everyone in some way probably had. It was like a sickness almost, and based on how you were raised really determined how sick you were. And for himself? It was terminal. Something that had been bred into him since the day he was born and fed into the beast it was now.
He wasn’t allowed outside of camp, he knew that, at least not by himself. So any attempt at teaching himself hunting crouches and stalking stances was a no go. This was the next best thing. Crouched in a deep corner of the clearing Singepaw would charge at the camp wall, leap straight for it, rebound with his paws and land flat on the ground. It wasn’t a very significant little move, but it was enough to keep his brain somewhat occupied.
So there he was, racing for the wall, leaping, rebounding, sticking the landing. Simply he couldn’t find a real use for this kind of “training” as the possibility for a perfect battle scenario where he’d be chased into a corner and have to recover was very low, but maybe it was doing something for his agility? Certainly it had to be helping something, or at least it looked kinda good.
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