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LUCKEYES
––luck be a lady tonight––

The early morning sun hardly peaked from behind her slender body as she stood -- tall and statue-like -- in front of the entrance to the apprentice den. The day was very young and despite it being Newleaf, Luckeyes' thin pelt bristled in the frigid air. The sun, having just pushed past the tree tops surrounding TreeClan camp, had yet to warm the camp. Even the leaves, brushed with dew, were still covered with a thin, conspicuous layer of frost. Not that the weather much mattered to the all-business senior warrioress. It certainly didn't stop her from poking her nose into the apprentice den and flicking her mismatched gaze this way and that. Luckeyes had one particular apprentice in mind.

Luckeyes, unsuccessful with her efforts, soon realized that she needed to make a more active approach to locate the apprentice, Rowanpaw. Stepping into the musky apprentice den, her eyes still searching every nook and cranny of the dimly lit den. All of these apprentices look exactly the same!  Frustration pooled in her mind as she took a few soft paw steps forward to further investigate another part of the den. Most of the apprentices in the den were of the same size, shape, and tawny coloration. Rowanpaw ... rowan ... that deals with her pelt coloration, right? Luckeyes asked herself, suddenly halting her paw steps and realizing that she didn't actually recall her apprentice's physical features. to Luckeyes, Rowanpaw had just been another apprentice assigned to her, after all. She had been more interested in figuring out her personality type rather than her pelt hue.

There was only one thing to do in this situation. "Rowanpaw? Time to get up for training," Luckeyes meowed quietly, odd eyes still trying to place a body to a name. 

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. : r o w a n p a w : .

Fuzzy tan paws padded softly through the forest, blue green eyes scanning for prey. The sorrel she-cat froze at a squeak, nose twitching as she tried to locate the mouse. Slightly off to the side, the small creature scurried around the roots of a tree, foraging. Rowanpaw crouched and crept forward. A pounce, and then..

"Rowanpaw? Time to get up for training." Rowanpaw stirred in her nest. She opened her eyes, blinking repeatedly, sighing as she realized the mouse wasn't real. The newly-made apprentice lifted her head, gazing around until she spotted her mentor. Immediately, she brightened.

"Hello, Luckeyes!" Rowanpaw stood and stretched quickly, bouncing her way out of the den. "So, what are we going to do today?" Rowanpaw bubbled with excitement, eager to begin her training. A large yawn stopped her momentarily, parting her jaws and stopping the smaller she-cat in her tracks. Once she could operate again, however, she was back to bubbling and bouncing around, full of boundless energy.

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LUCKEYES
––luck be a lady tonight––

Mismatched eyes lighted on unfamiliar apprentice begin to stir to her call and a small half-smile forced its way upon the senior warrior's features. Luckeyes was pleased that although she had been unsuccessful in locating the apprentice on her own, she had been able to seek her out in the end. At least I remembered her name, Luckeyes reminded herself, curling her tail slightly in silent victory before becoming more steely and focused on the task at hand: turning this hyperactive apprentice into a respectable TreeClanner. Watching the apprentice, Luckeyes realized that her apprentice must've said something to her by the vaguely expectant look on her face -- and at that, something Luckeyes should have prepared an equally beaming response to, she gathered. Luckeyes would give no such satisfaction to her apprentice -- no joy would leave her face until she found Rowanpaw's technique more than merely satisfactory. Luckeyes settled for a moment on the dirty floor of the apprentice den and curled her skinny tail against her body, gaze remaining focused on Rowanpaw even as she settled. 

'So, what are we going to do today?'

Rowanpaw asked and Luckeyes twitched her whiskers a little, slightly pleased that her apprentice had already shown some interest in what she had to teach today. While Rowanpaw's energy was not necessarily good for training (since it meant that Luckeyes would have to work particularly hard to focus in the apprentice), it did mean that Rowanpaw would have a reasonable amount of interest in training when she was focused. "Today we will be working on our hunting technique. I think the primary issue you will have with hunting is focus and remaining silent and patient enough," Luckeyes meowed, before rising to her paws and moving towards the place in between the den and the rest of the camp. Before she padded into and out of the entrance, she tossed a small quip at her apprentice. "Prey doesn't just walk right to you, you know."

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ROWANPAW

Rowanpaw looked up at her mentor with wide green eyes. "Today we will be working on our hunting technique. I think the primary issue you will have with hunting is focus and remaining silent and patient enough." Rowanpaw's mouth dropped open, an indignant look on her face. "I can be quiet and patient, you'll see!" In fact, Rowanpaw had never been patient or quiet a day in her life. But what Luckeyes had said felt like a challenge to the young apprentice, as if she didn't completely believe in her. And Rowanpaw wasn't one to back down from a challenge.

As they made their way out of camp, Luckeyes tossed back, "Prey doesn't just walk right to you, you know." Rowanpaw's sorrel tail fluffed up in slight annoyance, as if her mentor really thought she was that stupid. "I know that! You've got to do a little work to catch prey. Like wait and crouch and pounce and--"

Her words were cut off as the headed into the forest, Rowanpaw's eyes growing wider. For once, she was silenced, looking up in amazement at the tall trees. Her pawsteps slowed to a halt, as she gazed upward, her head almost touching her shoulder blades. Her tail fur had relaxed, and the sorrel apprentice stood in shock and awe at the massive trees around her.

"Wow."

this girl is a mess