Tree
"Go. I'll be here."
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Finchpaw did not speak unless spoken to. He never did. Although that did not mean that he did not like Kestrelswipe though. He just. Wasn’t one to talk.
The tom was one to take both praise and criticism inwardly and in silence, fixing his mistakes or continuing to do what he got right under Kestrelswipe’s instructions.
He had to. After all, this could be the future leader. And he was training to protect his clan. To protect ThunderClan. To protect his home.
The ginger apprentice padded after the older tom in silence, curious as to what they would do today.
I play...
From WindClan
Bayflower (F) an understanding warrior
Cedarkit (NB) a loving kit
Ashkit (M) an affectionate kit
From ShadowClan
Swampkit (NB) a grumpy kit
From ThunderClan
Finchkit (M) a reserved kit
From RiverClan
Cinderwhisper (F) a silent elder
From beyond the clans
Noah (M) a lazy semi-feral
Raven (F) a playful domestic kitten
Tree
Kestrelswipe padded along the tree roots and low-growing plants of the Thunderclan forest. He had already covered some of the most basic lessons with his brand new apprentice, and he was hoping today’s would be at least a bit more interesting.
“Now,” he was saying as they broached a dense part of the woods, “I know you’ve already practiced your basic hunter’s crouch, and you’re doing well. But not every piece of prey is going to be out in the open for you to catch. Sometimes, you’ll have to track them down.” He scented the air, glad to find the smell he’d picked up on the day before was still around.
“Somewhere very nearby,” he said quietly, “is a nest of shrews. Can you smell the scent?”
Tree
"Go. I'll be here."
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Finchpaw's ears perked up the moment he heard Kestrelswipe's voice, listening closely and patiently. Lifting his head up high, the tom attempted to scent the nest of shrews, trying to remember what was shrew and what wasn't. After a few heartbeats, he nodded slowly, hoping that he got it correct.
I play...
From WindClan
Bayflower (F) an understanding warrior
Cedarkit (NB) a loving kit
Ashkit (M) an affectionate kit
From ShadowClan
Swampkit (NB) a grumpy kit
From ThunderClan
Finchkit (M) a reserved kit
From RiverClan
Cinderwhisper (F) a silent elder
From beyond the clans
Noah (M) a lazy semi-feral
Raven (F) a playful domestic kitten
Tree
Kestrelswipe took the young tom's nod honestly. He knew this one wasn't much for words, and perhaps that was better for a hunting mission like this. He tried to keep his explanations quiet. "Remember that scent. In leaf-bare, it'll be especially helpful."
He flicked his ears, catching a small rustling among the tree roots. "But for now, why don't you see if you can catch at least one?" He nodded in the direction of the sound, hoping young Finchpaw would be able to seek it out on his own.
Tree
"Go. I'll be here."
➽───────────────❥
Finchpaw nodded once more, making a mental note of what a shrew nest smelled like. It was musky and strong. Probably deterring most predators from catching them. But clan cats couldn't afford to be picky. Especially not apprentices.
Nodding slowly, the tom got down in a crouch as he began stalking, following the shrew scent in hopes of finding something. Beneath the apprentice's cloak of determination and indifference held a pawful of anxiety, the young tabby worried about getting things wrong.
I play...
From WindClan
Bayflower (F) an understanding warrior
Cedarkit (NB) a loving kit
Ashkit (M) an affectionate kit
From ShadowClan
Swampkit (NB) a grumpy kit
From ThunderClan
Finchkit (M) a reserved kit
From RiverClan
Cinderwhisper (F) a silent elder
From beyond the clans
Noah (M) a lazy semi-feral
Raven (F) a playful domestic kitten
Tree
Kestrelswipe gave one last nod of encouragement, letting his tail brush gently against Finchpaw's back for a moment. Then, he crept off in his own direction. He wanted to be prepared to catch any stray shrews that managed to slip past his apprentice.
But mostly, he wanted to watch. He took note of Finchpaw's form and method. He kept quiet, allowing his apprentice to take his time.
