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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2013 16:11:34 GMT -5
~Timberwing~
It was a fine day to begin training. Rainclan had returned to their campsite once the flooded rivers had shrunk back down to their normal size, leaving a messy Rainclan territory, but nothing that the water loving cats couldn't handle. Well, most of the water loving cats. Timberwing could care less about water, she didn't enjoy getting her paws wet and she could also go without the moist mud that squished inbetween her wide, flat paws with every pawstep.
The former Nightclanner opened her forest green eyes, she laid near the entrance of the Warrior's Den and as such, the rising sun always awoke her with a gentle gleam to start the new day. Timberwing's muscles screamed in protest as the long furred she-cat unclured from her tight ball and flicked her bushy tail out with a large yawn, bright white fangs glinting in the sunlight that peaked through the entrance. With a quick tongue, she ran it over her russet red and white fur, smoothing it out, and removing any stray moss strands from her nest that may has attached itself to her rather long fur. Once the older she-cat was finished, her wide flat paws led her through the string of nests that still held cats on her journey out of the Warrior's Den.
Timberwing lifted her head to view around the camp, it was quite and still slightly damp from the previous floods earlier in the Newleaf. It was warm, well warmer than previous days and Timberwing was greatful for a change in the weather, a gentle breeze ran around, rustling up the scent of fresh prey out in the forest. The long haired she-cat made her way towards the apprentice den, her paws sinking in the ground as she walked. Her ears twitched, the tuffs of fur at the tips swayed around like grass in a gentle breeze, her bushy tail curled up over her back as she streched once more before conintuing.
"Crowpaw." Timberwing's gruff voice called into the entrance of the Apprentice's Den. Her forest green eyes catching sight of the young tom that she was mentoring. Her eyes were gentle, but guarded of emotions as she called out to him, almost as if she could feel the pain the new apprentice was feeling. Which, in a way, she was. The older she-cat never let go of the pain she had grown up with, and though she still felt it, she knew to accept what had happened and learn from the past and work on her future. She hoped to instill such wisdom in the young, pained tom. Timberwing called out Crowpaw's name once more before padding towards the small pile of freshkill. Sher eyes picked out a mouse, she was sure the young tom would enjoy before she took him out on a tour of the territory for his first time out.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 2, 2013 20:45:17 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2013 18:46:22 GMT -5
~Timberwing~
The large russet-red she-cat tipped her head to the side, watching as Crowpaw slowly gathered himself from the apprentice den and pull himself into the opening. She saw the slight glint in his eyes and knew that the young tom had no desire, nor was he happy to attain Timberwing as a mentor. Her ears twitched, the tuffs of fur at the tip swayed gently, she wouldn't try hard, she would let the young tom learn that any mentor given is a mentor earned. In time she hoped that Crowpaw would be pleased with the fact that he was given an older, and to point out, a more experianced warrior that some-cat younger that he probably would have wanted.
Timberwing flicked her bushy tail before she responded to the accustomed question of her apprentice, she had probably asked the same question to her mentor, though most likly not about fishing. She nodded before responding in her gruff voice, "If you want to. I'd like to see how much you know about fishing before I train you in the more advanced fishing skills." She said gently, "Would you like to eat something before we go out and explore Rainclan territory?" The former Nightclanner asked, her forest green eyes held a dull gaze, but behind such dull fade one could see the soft light of excitement that flooded in to richen the color of green.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 7, 2013 18:39:03 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2013 15:49:06 GMT -5
~Timberwing~
The russet red she-cat flicked her ears watching the reaction of the young tom infront of her before repsonding to his question of her catching the mouse. Her bushy tail curled around her paws as she read the emotion in his eyes, which was a mix of several different emotions that she could only pinpoint as mixed excitement from being an apprentice, curiosity from Timberwing's gester of extended friendship with the prey, and pain from the loss of his brother's betrayl.
"Yes, I went out earlier to grab something for you, a warm mouse should help get you spriting through the reeds." Timberwing said gently, her ears flickered as she moved the mouse forwards with her paws. "And I'm excited to see what your father has taught you, he is a great warrior and i'm sure you'll make him proud." She said before standing up and streching out her back. The fox colored she cat turned her green eyes towards her apprentice again, they held a perminate dull look that masked most of Timberwing's emotions, but their was a shimmer of excitement and hope for this apprentice.
"When you are ready to go out, i'll let you follow your nose and see where it takes us. A bit of an adventure, and to see if you can figure out the different clans without been introduced to them first." Timberwing rose to her paws as she padded away from Crowpaw, her words being spoken over her shoulder. Her destination brought her too the camp entrance as she paused beside it to clean a bit of mud from her bushy tail.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 10, 2013 16:55:56 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2013 20:17:54 GMT -5
~Timberwing~
The fox colored she-cat gave a small smirk at the sudden cockyness of her young apprintce before following him out through the reeds and into Rainclan's territory. Her dull green eyes watched his movement before she eaved herself forwards and took off to keep up with his fast pace and mad dash through the sggy grounds. A trill of amusement entered her body and she raced along behind the young tom, waiting to see where his nose would lead them. The wind barey penitrated through her thick, bushy fur, but the coolness of it felt good since she was hot most of the time.
Timberwing slowed a bit as she begain to trail behind the quick apprentice as Crowpaw neared the borders of Rainclan and of Nightclan. Her pawsteps were heavy in the soggy mud as she followed and caught up, her nose deflected the stench that rolled from Nightclan, matching the faint scent that her fur still carried. She wondered if she would ever lose the scent of Nightclan from her fur, she knew that the Rainclan scent was more prominate... but still. Her dull green eyes held a pained look as she padded up behind Crowpaw, tipping her head to the side.
"What do you smell?" She asked with a small edge in her voice, she tried to push it away so as to sound cheerful for her bright, young apprentice. She moved her green eyes from the Nightclan's forests to look at the dark pelted tom next to her, her fur flowing in the cool breeze that drifted the opposing clan's scent into Rainclan territory. She watched him, waiting for his reaction to the sharp, pine scented smell and to see if he could figure out which clan it belonged to. This exercise was similar in the way she was trained, as she had done quite well at it on her first day out of the camp.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 14, 2013 23:01:35 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2013 23:28:14 GMT -5
~Timberwing~
The fox colored she-cat listen to Crowpaw's arrogant speach towards Nightclan, her ears twitched fowards with a slight smirk on her lips. She probably would have thought the same if she had been born from a different clan. She actually thought the same of the clan now, despite her growing up in the clan she never called home. However, despite how the older she-cat felt towards her birthclan or any other clans of the valley, she had enough common sense not to make fun of them when she was so close towards the border. Her eyes followed Crowpaw's movements and her heart skipped when she realized he had trailed over the border.
Timberwing stepped forwards, her flat paws squishing in the soft grounds of Rainclan territory, her bushy tail flickered behind her as she made her way to where Crowpaw had stopped. Her nose caught the scent before she heard the voice. Moving her dull, but fully alert green eyes she caught sight of the large black tom cat who strolled from she shade and protection of the Pine Trees. The spark of familarity rose inside Timberwing's mind as the name came into play with the sight of his mismatched eyes. Blackwolf. She stepped forwards, expecially when Crowpaw decided to smart off to a well seasoned warrior.
"Crowpaw get back on Rainclan territory." Timberwing said with a sharp snap as her jaws clicked together. She had only known Blackwolf when he was a kit in the nursery, and her departure was right before he became an apprentice. From what she knew about, he had a temper and she didn't think it faultered with training. The fox colored she-cat planted her paws at the border of the two clans, but didn't pass over, her green eyes sparked with a cold look, she didn't want to fight Blackwolf, but if she did she would make sure he wouldn't lay a claw on Crowpaw.
"We were just leaving Blackwolf." Timberwing said, her voice low as she spoke, she lashed her tail out to touch Crowpaw's flank. She wasn't about to let he day old apprentice fight and if his arrogance got Timberwing into a fight, she would shred him later. "Come on Crowpaw, let's get back to the task at paw."
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Post by Fawn on Mar 17, 2013 12:22:40 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2013 2:54:14 GMT -5
~Timberwing~
The fox colored she-cat leaped infront of Blackwolf, her paws still on Rainclan territory, long fur down but on the verge of spiking up. Her bushy tail lashed behind her as her fangs showed under her raised lip. Her ears laid back against her skull as her dull green eyes ran cold with a chilly green fire. A low growl resignated in her throat and echoed through her jaws as a grimice set her red mawl. She stood inbetween Blackwolf and her dazed apprentice as she readied herself for an attack. She had no fear of Blackwolf, she was for a lack of words, worse for wear. She had been to worse and she would protect Crowpaw until her last breath.
"Don't you touch him again. He may be a Rainclan cat, but he is still learning." Her eyes flashed, "Be wise about this Blackwolf." The older she-cat snarled, she may have not been as big as the black, mismatched eyed to, but she knew both Nightclan and Rainclan battle moves and she was far more experience than him. Her eyes narrowed, "Keep your paws to yourself and let me handle my apprentice from now on." Her voice was steady and harsh, like a mother protecting a kit. She may have ever had a mate or kits, but her apprentices were close enough.
"Come Crowpaw..." She meowed, her eyes never leaving Blackwolf until she turned around, bushy tail lashing in the cool air as she padded over towards Crowpaw, steadying him on his paws as she started to lead him back into the heart of Rainclan. There was no more for them to do, he should rest and be checked on. Blackwolf could have done more damange than he ment to, and she was worried at the moment for the young, dark pelted tom that she was to look out for. "I'll deal with this later." Meaning he'd get a scolding, but not now.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 22, 2013 2:39:32 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2013 22:44:12 GMT -5
~Timberwing~ The words that were snarled from Blackwolf's maw rang through the air and echoed in the older she-cats ears, vibrating off of every fine fur that lined the hollow and down into her skull. The former Nightclan Warrioress turned her head over her shoulder, dull green eyes glareing towards the border, leaving the pained look to stare into Blackwolf's mismatched blue and golden gaze, hoping that somehow he would regret saying such a thing to a senior warrior. It was hard enough for her to admit from where she came from and why she left, now she had to face the fact that her half-clanned apprentice would question her and the fact of who she was.
After padding far enough from the wretched border between Nightclan and Rainclan, the fox colored she-cat turned her dull eyes towards her shocked and wayward blown apprentice. His stuttered and altered speech ran through her mind and rattled around her brain as she closed her eyes, blocking back the memories that struggled to rain through her head as painful and all too real flashbacks. The older she-cat sat down on her haunches, her ears laid down against her skull as mud and spongy ground squished under weight. The reality of the world came crashing down, and for once, Timberwing looked her age, or far to old for her age.
Her russet red and white fur was bushy but somewhat straggled, and her shoulders and hips poked out, despite her eating healthy, she looked exhausted and tried, especially when she opened her eyes. Those dull green opens that were sometimes sparkling with a faint amusement or excitement, were full of lost hope, lost life, lost pain. She wore her heart on her shoulder, always had and this was no exception. The old she-cat constantly tried to throw her past away, to forget and move on, but she couldn't. It constantly haunted her, reminding her and staying in plain view of her eyes. There wasn't a night that went by were she didn't wake in a hot sweat, or heart pounding from a nightmare. And now... She had to be reminded who she was by Blackwolf, a warrior of Nightclan.
Moving her dull, pained, green orbs from her large, flat paws toward the dark young cat's face in front of her, she saw the horror and dismay placed in his maw and eyes. It almost broke her heart in half. She wanted to believe that Crowpaw would listen to her, but at the moment, she doubted that he would take any of her reasons for keeping that away from his mind, or why Sandstar choose her to mentor the young half Rainclan, half Stoneclan tom. She searched his face before opening her jaws to respond to his rattle questioning.
"Crowpaw... I wanted to tell you when the time came..." Timberwing started, her gruff voice sounded weak and old, as if she were well past elder age. Her ears stayed glued to her skull as she closed her dull green eyes again to block out such painful memories that struggled to rip forwards again. "I-I'm a Nightclan cat by birth... but my heart and loyalty belong to Rainclan." She whispered, trying to make the young apprentice understand. She wasn't sure if she could tell her life story to Crowpaw, even when she hadn't been able to tell Sandstar the day he allowed her to become a warrior of the water abiding clan of the valley.
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Post by Fawn on Mar 24, 2013 15:22:46 GMT -5
CROWPAW of RainClan Apprentice || 6 Moons || Tom
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