Post by Fate Admin on Jan 6, 2014 19:17:08 GMT -5
Blacksmoke sat amongst the shadows of the Rock Pile that made up StoneClan’s camp. Their REAL camp. The smoky she-cat had not expected to feel quite as relieved as she had when StoneClan came home. The circumstances of their leaving the Valley had certainly not been pleasant, but living in the mountains had not been all that bad and she enjoyed the new experiences she had found there. Ultimately, she believed, all of StoneClan was stronger for the experience. They had gained plenty of new skills while they were away and Blacksmoke, for one, was not about to leave those skills behind them in the mountains.
Dawn was breaking, illuminating the clear leaf-bare sky a pale gray-blue as color began to return to the world. Dancing upon the snow were minute particles of light, reflecting off the brilliant white, unbroken surface. There had been a light snowfall in the night, turning everything fresh and pure, covering tracks and breaks that her Clan had previously made. This light layer of snow was flakey, powder, and not packed like the snow beneath it; churned, stomped, and molded by the paws of Clanmates. Blacksmoke surveyed the white landscape, her short fur fluffed out against the cold. Ospreypaw should be meeting her any moment now. Her apprentice, having already become rather accomplished in the mountains, would now have to learn a whole new way of life back in their rightful home.
She mulled over this fact, wondering if all of the older apprentices, the ones who had been apprenticed in the mountains, would have longer apprenticeships because of this setback, having to learn how to live in a territory they should already know like the back of their paw. She was determined that Ospreypaw’s warriorhood would NOT be delayed by this. If he could learn all he needed to become a proper warrior in StoneClan territory during leaf-bare, he should not have any issue at all handling warriorhood in the easier seasons. He had already roughed it in the mountains, learning to surivive, no, to thrive, in StoneClan’s natural territory should be easy in comparison. She was confident in her apprentice’s abilities. She would see him become a warrior on time yet.
She had been neglecting Ospreypaw’s training for the past several days, since returning from the mountains, due to recovering from an injury she had sustained during the return battle. She had not been as lucky this time as she had during the battle to chase them out. But Ivypaw had given her the go ahead to resume light training last night when she’d gone to see the young medicine cat and asked her directly. She did not want Ospreypaw falling behind because of her. A tour of the territory and a little hunting shouldn’t be too strenuous as to fall any higher than ‘light training’. In all honesty, she hadn’t much interacted with her apprentice at all since before the battle. She felt vaguely guilty for not checking up on him, but she had seen him going about duties around camp and he had not seemed the worse for wear, so it passed quickly. He wasn’t a kit that needed to be looked after and coddled, after all. She would remedy all today.
Phoenix