RiverClan Apprentices' Den

[BEAR.]

It was disappointing when Fawnpaw indicated he was no longer humoring Lionstorm, but the golden warrior pushed that aside as he continued to work on patching up the side of the den. He was aware of Fawnpaw's compliment, his admiration-- and he liked it, but he wished the apprentice didn't stop there. Some of it felt meaningless when it wasn't constant, or being held over his head as if Fawnpaw didn't genuinely believe it.

With Fawnpaw beside him, he pushed a reed close to the apprentice. "Take this. Now, you'll want to slide the reed between where it's already woven." As he spoke, he collected another reed and showed Fawnpaw as he went, sliding one part of the reed through an area that was already secured. "It helps it keep it in place. You picked out reeds long enough where we can do it on both ends."

Doing this wasn't hard, but it was tedious work to ensure the wall was fortified. Lionstorm wasn't looking forward to the prospect of doing this again. Maybe he needed to talk to Fallenstar about having others check the den walls to ensure they wouldn't collapse in a similar manner.

@Dipper

[Fawn]

Fawnpaw was finding it hard to strain his legs to be able to reach the spots, huffing and puffing as he tried to do as Lionstorm instructed by sliding the reed into place. "I know this sounds kind of weird," he prefaced, "but I kind of wish it was my mentor telling me how to do this stuff. Leopardshine busy doing... I don't know, his 'important work.'" That had been something of a joke recently, a bitter point of humor because his oh-so-important work didn't include warrior duties or training his apprentice.

"Not that I don't appreciate you helping me out and explaining how this works," he added as he finished securing the reed, then backed off to admire the fixed den wall. Most of it had been Lionstorm's doing, being taller and stronger and more experienced, but he liked to believe he assisted a little. "I just wish it was him, y'know?" Fawnpaw shrugged his shoulders. "I guess it's kind of dumb. Anyway, Leopardshine did mention he was going to take me out soon, he finally has a task for me to do." He'd been vague about it, and he was trying to avoid getting his hopes up, but he couldn't help it.

Fawnpaw cast Lionstorm a lopsided smile, wavering with uncertainty. How could it not? Their past interactions were a wreck, but he had been... minimally decent this time. "Thanks again. I should probably get started on digging my nest out." There was still a lump of snow, now partially melted, covering where his nest used to be.

@BILL.

[BEAR.]

Leopardshine was a poor mentor, and Lionstorm was amazed the apprentice wasn't sick of waiting on him yet. "It should be your mentor," he told him, forcing his fur to lie flat as he restrained showing his frustrating. Why wasn't he a mentor yet? He deserved an apprentice. His brother didn't. "I wish he wasn't yours."

Turning away from the completed wall, Lionstorm glanced at the snow pile that replaced Fawnpaw's nest. Leopardshine was going to take him out? That was laughable. He couldn't help but wonder what Leopardshine was going to do to him now. Get him killed, maybe.

"Do you want help digging it out?" he asked. "It's a lot of work for such a tiny cat."

@Dipper

[Fawn]

"Because he doesn't do anything to justify it?" Fawnpaw asked but didn't really expected an answer, already having built his own arsenal of reasons why Leopardshine was an unfit mentor. Perhaps he would get it together eventually, but for now, his training was as good as nonexistent. "But to be honest, I wish he wasn't mine either. I've been thinking about going to Fallenstar to be reassigned, maybe... maybe I will if this big outing doesn't go well."

As he was digging his nest free from snow and trying to ensure the snow stayed outside the confines of the den, Fawnpaw glanced over his shoulder and felt a spark of thankfulness for the offer. "No, it's okay," he said with a shrug and a good-humored laugh, "I'll probably have to build another and besides, I think you probably have something better to do, don't you? You made a point of telling me how you're an extremely dutiful warrior, not long ago." Running in circles in an attempt to gain strength was still cringey, and it hadn't even been a moon ago.

"But like I said before, thanks. For..." he tilted his head toward the den wall, "that, and everything else. Especially pulling me out of the snow drift."

@BILL.

[BEAR.]

Needless to say, Lionstorm was disappointed when Fawnpaw rejected his offer, and he began to head toward the mouth of the den. "Don't mention it," he called back. "I guess I'll see you around? If you need help, let me know." To exit, he had to duck down as he slipped through the entrance.

He was hardly two fox-lengths away from Fawnpaw and he already missed his company. Great.

@Dipper

[Fawn]

When he heard Lionstorm shuffling away, and the sad mutter that followed, Fawnpaw's posture deflated seemingly along with his mood. That... didn't sound okay-- well, he didn't sound okay. But since when did he care about that? Fawnpaw knew he was rather empathetic but toward that guy, of all warriors? The big, fluffy golden jerk? He internally scoffed at his own foolishness.

However, it was for naught when he realized guilt clung to him like loose moss from a nest. The feeling of Lionstorm walking away upset had stirred an uneasiness in the pit of his gut as it would with any other, and he debated what to do, uncertain and fretting.

Hardly thinking about it, he surged forward and ungracefully flopped into the side of the den, tripping over the reeds and undoing part of their progress. Once he'd reoriented himself, he called, "Lionstorm! It... it broke again." But that was followed by sheepishness as he kicked at the den flooring, a shy smile on his muzzle. "Maybe you could help me fix it or something, I don't know."

@BILL.

[BEAR.]

Lionstorm glanced back, puzzled, when he caught sight of light beaming through a hole and the disheveled form of Fawnpaw. Was that... bits of reeds in his fur? Suspicious immediately, he turned around, ducking again as he re-entered the den.

"What'd you do that for?" he softly questioned as he looked at the wall Fawnpaw damaged. He was glad, in a way. It was inconvenient but he enjoyed spending time with the apprentice. "Guess you'd better fix it. Do you remember what I taught you?"

[ending here] @Dipper

[Leucos]

@|+Tired Rose Child+|

After what felt like moons in the quarantine zone wolfpaw finally felt free , finally was able to get back to work, finally was able to prove himself. And unsurprisingly , his mother wasn't pleased to find him back and out and about again , why didn't she like him? Yes he may be a pawful but....it was who he was! Why couldn't she accept that? Maybe it was because that he had dirty blood. He hissed at that as he padded to his mossbed, his father bigwig starclan knows where he's been , was responsible for this, why did blackberrypelt even meet him in the first place!? He hated his father for doing this to him. If he ever found that tom ,bigwig will regret it . But now what he needed was a good rest, he felt like he could sleep for moons, the chausie yawned as he circled his mossbed before plopping down and resting his head on his paws , his eyes lazily looking out of the dens entrance .

[|+sari+|]

Originally Posted by Saturnalia

@|+Tired Rose Child+|

After what felt like moons in the quarantine zone wolfpaw finally felt free , finally was able to get back to work, finally was able to prove himself. And unsurprisingly , his mother wasn't pleased to find him back and out and about again , why didn't she like him? Yes he may be a pawful but....it was who he was! Why couldn't she accept that? Maybe it was because that he had dirty blood. He hissed at that as he padded to his mossbed, his father bigwig starclan knows where he's been , was responsible for this, why did blackberrypelt even meet him in the first place!? He hated his father for doing this to him. If he ever found that tom ,bigwig will regret it . But now what he needed was a good rest, he felt like he could sleep for moons, the chausie yawned as he circled his mossbed before plopping down and resting his head on his paws , his eyes lazily looking out of the dens entrance .

After a whole moon stuck in that sick cat den, known as the Quarantine Zone, Littlepaw was glad to be back in camp; he sure hoped he wouldn't be going back to that horrid place any time soon. The small apprentice padded into the apprentices den, his small body shaking from the effort of the journey. He was blinking his light blue eyes sleepily, and his maw opened in a tiny yawn. He kept his gaze to the ground, avoiding eye contact with any cat, but that didn't help in the long run because his tiny paws stumbled over the chausie whom had spoken to him back at Quarantine. As he tripped, Littlepaw let out a small wail of surprise, falling over the other cat before falling on the ground flat on his face. The small apprentice shakily got to his paws, dipping his head as he slowly began to retreat, his pelt burning with embarrassment. "S... Sorry, Wolfpaw..." he mewed quietly, standing there just long enough to hear the other cat's reply. How would he react? Would he be mad? Maybe he might laugh? Littlepaw shuddered in horror at the thought that another cat may despise him. Stupid! Stupid!, the small white tom thought to himself. How could I be so clumsy and stupid? Littlepaw sat there, his head lowered and eyes squeezed shut, his pelt burning with embarrassment.

[Leucos]

Originally Posted by |+Tired Rose Child+|

After a whole moon stuck in that sick cat den, known as the Quarantine Zone, Littlepaw was glad to be back in camp; he sure hoped he wouldn't be going back to that horrid place any time soon. The small apprentice padded into the apprentices den, his small body shaking from the effort of the journey. He was blinking his light blue eyes sleepily, and his maw opened in a tiny yawn. He kept his gaze to the ground, avoiding eye contact with any cat, but that didn't help in the long run because his tiny paws stumbled over the chausie whom had spoken to him back at Quarantine. As he tripped, Littlepaw let out a small wail of surprise, falling over the other cat before falling on the ground flat on his face. The small apprentice shakily got to his paws, dipping his head as he slowly began to retreat, his pelt burning with embarrassment. "S... Sorry, Wolfpaw..." he mewed quietly, standing there just long enough to hear the other cat's reply. How would he react? Would he be mad? Maybe he might laugh? Littlepaw shuddered in horror at the thought that another cat may despise him. Stupid! Stupid!, the small white tom thought to himself. How could I be so clumsy and stupid? Littlepaw sat there, his head lowered and eyes squeezed shut, his pelt burning with embarrassment.

just as he felt the invisible blanket of exhaustion covering him in an warm embrace enough to where he felt the tip of slumber , he suddenly yelped at someone falling over him causing the tom to stand up emedietly and shake his fur ,thus giving the at the moment unknown tom a deadly glare,one that would let the other know they were gonna be his fresh kill soon enough before perking his ears up and was wide eyed. It was him. if it ain't the little lamb. Or did I call him sheep? Eh....both fit....they sound like cute creatures and he's .....oddly cute . Maybe even adorable .... at that thought wolfpaw felt his cheeks burn enough to the point where it was unbearable making him shake his head knock it off ! BlackBerry doesn't like you now and I'm sure she'll tear off my pelt if she finds out I called another tom cute. Or something like that. he snorted in response before sitting down "just watch where your going next time ,sheep." he sort of snapped as he tried to make it so that he hated the tom as much as possible , not wanting to make BlackBerry hate him even more . He just wanted her to think he's normal....to accept him. And this surely wouldn't help. Right ?