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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 15, 2007 18:01:57 GMT -5
Dewstar waited patiently at the moors for her apprentice, Berrypaw. They’d only had one session so far, but it had been a successful one. Her pelt glimmered in the morning sunlight as her azure orbs surveyed the scene. The moors had been where their last lesson had been, and it was her preferred training grounds.
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Post by berrypaw on Jan 16, 2007 20:21:01 GMT -5
Berrypaw trotted up to her mentor, eager to begin her second training session. "I'm here," she meowed, smiling broadly as she sat in front of Dewstar. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it? The grass looks so pretty and golden..."
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 16, 2007 20:33:52 GMT -5
Indeed. Now are you up for another hunting lesson? Dewstar mewed her voice welcoming. She lifted herself from the earth and shook the gathered dew from her silver-blue pelt. The she-cat parted her maw and let the cold air hit the scent glands on the roof of her mouth. Nothing unusual, just the normal ShadowClan scent markers.
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Post by berrypaw on Jan 23, 2007 21:48:09 GMT -5
ooc- *sigh* I thought my computer troubles were over.  Back now. IC- Berrypaw jumped up and was nodding enthusiastically before Dewstar finished speaking. "You bet I am!" she meowed happily as her mentor stood. "D'you think I might catch something today? I came so close last time, but I just couldn't get that mouse." The cream colored apprentice looked hopefully up at Dewstar. |
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 23, 2007 22:49:38 GMT -5
The she-cat leader smiled at the apprentice’s enthusiastic behavior. You will catch you’re first kill today. Dewstar assured the cream apprentice. She inhaled deeply, smelling the crisp air. A mouse was roaming the moors, how miserable for the rodent. I will demonstrate once more, She meowed and with a swift flick of her tail she was in the correct position. Carefully placing paw after paw tenderly on the ground, Dewstar leaped into the atmosphere and hooked the mouse on her thorn-like claws, throwing into the air. She caught it rapidly and landed gracefully on the cold earth, and that is how it’s done. Now, see if you can find some prey.
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Post by berrypaw on Mar 10, 2007 19:54:29 GMT -5
ooc- Oooh...the kitty in your siggy's tail is so fluffy. ;D Heehee. That's cute, and a really pretty cat.
IC- Berrypaw looked around, reassured by her mentor's confidence and success. "Okay!" she meowed, opening her mouth a little to better take in the scents around her. The apprentice's tail began twitching again as she concentrated, flipping back and forth madly as if it were alive. "I...I smell something over there." Berrypaw jerked her head to the right. "A vole...I think." She looked to her mentor for confirmation.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 12:33:04 GMT -5
The silver-blue leader smiled as her apprentice concentrated on finding a prey’s scent. Dewstar listened as Berrypaw described what she had found and took a whiff of the air herself. You’re correct, but can you catch it? She challenged, a smirk planted across her face.
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Post by berrypaw on Jul 18, 2007 9:32:14 GMT -5
Berrypaw looked in the direction of the scent nervously, then shook her head vigorously as if she could get rid of her thoughts. "I can try," she mewed with a shrug, turning toward the scent as she dropped into a crouch. Slowly she stalked forward, trying to keep as step as lightly and quietly as possible. Then the apprentice saw the prey, crouched in the shadow of some rocks in the grass a few foxlengths ahead. She was close, and it hadn't scented her yet. Berrypaw took one more step forward, then leapt through the air to pounce on top of the vole before it could get away. She landed, stunning it with a paw before she delivered the killing bite. Berrypaw looked back toward Dewstar, hoping she'd done everything right.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 18, 2007 9:39:48 GMT -5
Brilliant. Dewstar purred in congratulations. She scraped some loose dirt over her vole and padded next to her apprentice. Bury that, and then you can tell me what else you smell. She instructed, her blue pools looking at the cream she-cat intently.
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Post by berrypaw on Jul 19, 2007 9:29:21 GMT -5
Berrypaw picked up the vole from among the rocks and padded a tail length away. She buried it quickly, then padded back to her mentor. "Um..." Berrypaw said, sniffing the air. "I don't really smell anything different. There's a lot of dust.... and some grass...and some dirt...and I can kind of smell the vole still beneath it all." She looked anxiously at Dewstar. "Am I missing something?"
ooc- Can we please kinda wrap this up? I'm having trouble rping Berrypaw in character. >.< It's been so long. I think I need her to mature a little more so I can roleplay her with a different attitude, and this post is kind of in the past now.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 19, 2007 13:31:41 GMT -5
Ooc: Okies.
No you're doing fine, after all, all this is new to you. Dewstar assured her. She flicked her tail for her apprentice to folow her deeper into the moors.
-Instert them hunting, Berrypaw being a successful/unsuccessful hunter, and Dewstar showing her what is where here.-
Alright, my apprentice, let's head home. The leader mewed, taking her share of the prey and heading back to the camp.
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Post by berrypaw on Jul 19, 2007 21:32:20 GMT -5
ooc- Thanks. Heh. That was certainly quick. xD Yay for fuzzy-timing it!
IC- Berrypaw picked up the remaining prey and trotted after Dewstar, proud that she had finally caught freshkill for the clan.
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