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Post by whirlpool on Dec 22, 2006 21:46:56 GMT -5
The sun rose up above in Shadowclan. The clan to many cats, a home for the warriors and apprentices along with others. Orangepaw, a small orange and white tom, stirred in his sleep, as it was time to get up. He yawned and sat up in the apprentice’s den, not fully awake and his eyes drooping. He scratched his neck with the claws of his hind leg. Picking the moss out of his fur with his teeth he looked around the den scanning the area for any other cats that were awake.
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Post by shadowthunder on Dec 30, 2006 10:59:13 GMT -5
"Hey! Hey!"
A high-pitched voice was calling at the other side of the den. It was a voice of a she-cat and a very lively one at that. A certain apprentice had gotten up early as well, and was trying to promptly awake her fellow warriors-in-training. However, it was to no avail. The she-cat was determined, though. She roughly prodded a sleeping tom with her forepaw, attempting to force him awake. Her eyes stared determinedly at the lump of fur, which was oddly similar to her.
Both cats had light brown fur and a siamese-like face. The only difference that was apparent was the white chest and lower jaw of the she-cat, and of course their gender. The rest was the same, their pelts, their body structure, their markings, everything.
"Come on Thymepaw!" Whined the she-cat, "You can't sleep all day!"
"Who said I was planning to sleep all day?" A sudden grumpy voice questioned, "I don't enjoy being sleepy during my training, so I need to get my dose of rest."
"But now you're awake and you can get a head start on the day!" The she-cat argued.
"Fine, fine." Thymepaw rose to his feet unwillingly, "I just can't say no to you, Basilpaw."
Basilpaw grinned a happy, victorious grin and padded towards the den exit, when she noticed Orangepaw sitting, awake as well. Well, with her social and imposing nature, couldn't turn down the opportunity to make a new friend. She hurried away from her brother for a moment and confronted the other apprentice with interest.
Thymepaw, not as quick to making friends as his sister, padded after her, glancing at the other tom as he did. He was willing to befriend him, but first wanted to know what kind of cat he was.
"Hiya!" Basilpaw blurted out thoughtlessly, "I'm Basilpaw! Who are you? Do you like getting up early, too? I sure do! Say, How come I've never seen you before? Did you just become an apprentice like us? Who's your mentor? We don't have one yet. Do you not have one also? Why do think there aren't enough mentors for us apprentices? Huh?"
Thymepaw sighed as words tumbled out of Basilpaw's mouth in a flurry. His sister didn't know the meaning of a simple introduction. Nodding his head slightly towards the tom, Thymepaw showed his acknowledgement of the fellow apprentice.
"I'm Thymepaw."
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Post by whirlpool on Jan 2, 2007 20:08:00 GMT -5
Orangepaw sat, tail twitching, while he heard the voices of two of his fellow apprentices. He had just become and apprentice, and hadn’t really met these other two cats. He was thinking to himself trying to ignore them knowing they weren’t talking to him but to themselves. The she-cat’s loud and obnoxious voice disturbed him as it hurt his ears, but the tom seemed less intolerable. He saw them sleeping before but guess that the she-cat awoke.
Then it came, the loud spray of questions that came at him in one minute alone. He turned quickly one paw raised on instinct and fur a little on end. His eyes widened, as his ears twitched. He blinked once and slowly calmed down his fur resting easily on his lanky body. He twitched his nose and looked down gaining all composure and looked back up at the she-cat with a grin. This she-cat was a brown color with darker marking here and there. He looked to the other cat, the tom. He looked almost identical except for his stern blue eyes. They had different eye colors; the she-cats were green and the toms were blue.
“Um…I’m Orangpaw, and I don’t normally like to wake up early, but I did today.” His face softened. “And um, no I don’t have a mentor yet…” he trailed off already forgetting if there were anymore question that he was asked of, or if he just forgot them already.
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