Post by Badgerpaw on Nov 25, 2021 10:24:50 GMT -5Badgerpaw template by punki of adoxography I'll let you know when I start to care Bay Even though the apprentice’s chest continued to rise and fall with every breath to say she felt dead was the understatement of the year. Twigs and small pebbles poked through her nest but to her it was the most comfortable place to be. After the gathering and going round after round in sparring the apprentice’s body had never been more sore. Muscles she had no clue she even owned burned as she slept. The gray she would toss in her nest for a moment trying to ease the pain she felt though it simply seemed to cause something else to tighten up. As the sun began to pour in through the roots of the tree above Badgerpaw woke. Her amber eyes still glazed over from the night, small traces of dried blood clinging to her pelt. Though they put a damper on her usually sleek look they had reminded her of what she had done. She had fought and time after time she won. The thought of the competition alone was enough to send adrenaline coursing through her veins and gave her the energy to take on the day. But sleeping to her right was still one who wasn’t ready to experience another day of clan life. The pure white she slept in a nest near her and compared to the little ball of rage that had appeared in the clearing during the match she looked near perfect as she slept. A sly chuckle slipped from her lips as Badgerpaw rolled onto her stomach, twisting her head to look at Ghostpaw. If she was going to leave the camp she might as well take the little one with her. Mothblaze hadn’t asked her directly, but he told her to take it easy on Ghostpaw which was enough. If he wanted her to take it easy on her than she’d do her best to teach her all she needed to ensure no one else would ever have to take it easy on her. Besides, it wouldn’t hurt for the apprentice to try to learn a thing or two about what it meant to be an apprentice and what it meant to be a kid. Badgerpaw brushed her tail on across smaller she’s nose, hoping to wake her from her sleep without her being startled. “Ghostie, how do you feel about going for a swim?” Compared to how the spotted apprentice often spoke to others, her toe with the she was much softer, bordering on nice. Though bordering was as close as it would get. |
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Post by ghost on Nov 27, 2021 23:40:46 GMT -5
Sleeping in a den full of other cats was something that the little snowy apprentice was still struggling to get used to. After her days of lakeside isolation, the light snoring, occasional shuffle, and late-night conversations had been proving to be quite bothersome for her while trying to adjust. She supposed there was some kind of security to be found in it all, if she could convince herself that those surrounding her were all right at the end of the day. Perhaps this time it was the physical exhaustion that lulled her into a deeper sleep, tucked in by the blanket of warm bodies that inhabited the den and proper shelter over her head. If nothing else, the warmth of the den and security of the camp as a whole was much nicer than the nights of uncertainty she spent on her own.
Things weren't quite perfect though, and it was too soon to say she was all well adapted to clan life, and so the light brush across her nose was met with a sleepy and bleary-eyed quiet hiss as she lifted her head from slumber. Once pale grays blinked a few times to cast away the sleep she so much wanted to sink back into, she was eye to eye with Badgerpaw. Instantly she was reminded of the way the other's claws had raked across her face and the explosive fight they had from the gathering. Ghostpaw was mildly confused about the encounter and sparring as a whole, but it seemed to be a normal part of this clan life thing and, well, Badgerpaw wasn't trying to hurt her in this moment and that would have to be good enough. If anything, the gleam in her mentor's eye after she wandered back to him bruised and bloody was more than enough. She had done well.
"Swim?" The small apprentice echoed as she rose to all fours, back arching in a delightful little stretch. Thought crossed her face for a few moments, although she had not familiarized herself with the entirety of the moon cats' territory there was one place in particular in which she had come from and knew for a fact held water. "Oh, we swim at lake." A little nod and she was already walking off, as if she hadn't quite understood that it was a simple question but took it as a statement. She only made it a few paces though before she stopped and looked over her shoulder, head tipped inquisitively to one side. "Only us?"
It was no secret the newcomer had been seen bounding after Witheredrose every day since she had arrived in their camp. Up until today she had been his shadow and had not ventured back out into the wilds without him.
Things weren't quite perfect though, and it was too soon to say she was all well adapted to clan life, and so the light brush across her nose was met with a sleepy and bleary-eyed quiet hiss as she lifted her head from slumber. Once pale grays blinked a few times to cast away the sleep she so much wanted to sink back into, she was eye to eye with Badgerpaw. Instantly she was reminded of the way the other's claws had raked across her face and the explosive fight they had from the gathering. Ghostpaw was mildly confused about the encounter and sparring as a whole, but it seemed to be a normal part of this clan life thing and, well, Badgerpaw wasn't trying to hurt her in this moment and that would have to be good enough. If anything, the gleam in her mentor's eye after she wandered back to him bruised and bloody was more than enough. She had done well.
"Swim?" The small apprentice echoed as she rose to all fours, back arching in a delightful little stretch. Thought crossed her face for a few moments, although she had not familiarized herself with the entirety of the moon cats' territory there was one place in particular in which she had come from and knew for a fact held water. "Oh, we swim at lake." A little nod and she was already walking off, as if she hadn't quite understood that it was a simple question but took it as a statement. She only made it a few paces though before she stopped and looked over her shoulder, head tipped inquisitively to one side. "Only us?"
It was no secret the newcomer had been seen bounding after Witheredrose every day since she had arrived in their camp. Up until today she had been his shadow and had not ventured back out into the wilds without him.
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