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Post by Blazepelt on Jul 11, 2008 16:50:10 GMT -5
Blazepelt walked into a clearing. He had told Bluepaw that they would be training today and said to meet here. He sat down on a warm patch of grass that the sun had been shining on. He closed his eyes and let the sun warm his pelt. He couldn't help but slightly wonder why his leader had given him an apprentice. He was still was pretty young. There were plenty of warriors who had more experience than him. Then again, he and Bluepaw already got along pretty well, and it's better for both the mentor and the apprentice if they're friends. His mind started wandering off, thinking about his life before he joined Thunderclan. He thought of how his mother and father had both died, leaving their four kits behind. He wondered if they went to Starclan, since they hadn't said anything about it that he could remember. He remembered how he had tried to protect his siblings and had gotten a scar across his eye from when a fox attack. He wasn't sure how, but they had managed to scare it off. He couldn't help but chuckle at the memory. Then he remembered how they had all caught green-cough and died, just like their mother and father. Blazepelt sighed and opened his eyes, waiting for Bluepaw.
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Post by fleabittengray on Jul 12, 2008 19:47:13 GMT -5
Warm rays fell off of the sun, casting a glow on my blue-gray body. As I walked, my muscles could be seen clearly through my sleek pelt. I knew I would keep getting stonger as I grew, but man was I goo dlooking for only eleven moons! Blinking my ice blue eyes, I scanned the terra around me, looking for me friend and mentor Blazepelt. He had told me last night befor ehe went to sleep that we would be trianing in the morning. Not that I had much training left! I already knew alot, but it neve rhurt for more training! Hopfully, my skills were still up to date.
Yawning, and exposing my sharp teeth, A scent hit me. A smile spread across my lips, as I reconized that welcomed scent. Oi! Blazepelt!" I called out to the slightly older tom-cat, useing a three-beat lope to approch him quicker. My tail flicks in a welcome and I settle down infront of him. "Shall we start off with some hunting? When I left, the pile was getting low." My English accent is clear and innocent, yet powerful. The corners of my mouth again lift into a grin as I tilt my head up to look at the tom.
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Post by Blazepelt on Aug 1, 2008 23:18:26 GMT -5
((aren't we supposed to writ in third person? And sorry for the long delay, my computer crashed))
"Okay. Right, uh... So, what do you know about hunting?" Blazepelt knew that Bluepaw had waited a while to get a mentor, so he figured that the apprentice knew something about hunting. He just hoped that he wouldn't be a bad mentor. He had never had an apprentice before, and he never had to teach anyone anything. He himself didn't even have a mentor for too long, so he didn't know exactly where to start.
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Post by fleabittengray on Aug 2, 2008 14:18:09 GMT -5
Hidden yawn esvapes my maw, and I give a small playful grin towards my mentor. It is unussually warm today for Leaf-bare, causeing me to be somewhat tired from the warmth of the golden rays of light reflecting off of everything around me. Ears prick forwards, listening to my mentor's words. "Okay. Right, uh... So, what do you know about hunting?" Easy enough question.
"Well, I know that you don't want them to smell you. You want the wind to blow towards you, so the prey can't scent you so you can scent them. Also, I know that if you follow a mother bird or rabbit it may lead you to it's den where they may be more rabbits, but I myself won't kill the babies unless the Clan is in great need, becuase that could cause more harm then good."
I tell him, trowing in a few extra facts just for fun. Azul, gray, and ivory pelt ruffles against a cool breeze that blows through the ThunderClan terra. Looking around, I see a few dead leave fly through the air and I pur, wondering how much fun it would be to fly like that.
ooc;;make sure all your posts are 200+ words
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