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Skychaser

48 Moons - Rainclan Warrior

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Nimble white paws were carefully placed one in front of another as the surroundings of the territory were nearly concealed due to the thick, rolling fog as morning arose among the valley. Light shimmered off of low hanging clouds as the sun continued to slowly rise above the mountains, the heat already starting to rise with the beginning of the day. It was hard to see much but a couple of tail-lengths in any direction at the moment, perhaps as the day drew on the fog would dissipate.

For now, perhaps it would aid in hunting.

The alabaster tom had departed from camp today with two other cats in hopes of prosperous fishing, one of which was an apprentice. The slender Rainclan warrior hoped he could show Silentpaw how to use the fog to his advantage when it came to casting shadows upon the rippling surface of the river. Despite not being able to see the gushing water, it's steady gurgling was heard though the fog from up ahead, confirming they were almost there. It was sure to be full of fish within the middle of Greenleaf.

Pausing for just a moment, the white tom parted his jaws to take in the scents around him, curious if any other Rainclanners had decided to use the river for their hunting uses today but it seemed as if the three were alone for now. Long tail flickering, duel colored pools glanced over a slender shoulder to view the forms of Grayleaf and Silentpaw only pawsteps behind where he had stopped, waiting for them to catch up. Ever the teacher, the slender feline had sent his own apprentice, Wasp-paw, off with Wavepaw on a patrol with a couple other warriors before offering to aid Silentpaw in his own training.

Skychaser had a relaxed light that shimmered within his blue and green eyes, a small smile upon his maw as his gaze ran from the quiet apprentice to the gray tabby form of his younger sister. It wasn't often he got to spend time with either Grayleaf or Ivoryrose, but he enjoyed every moment of it. Especially since he hadn't been there when they had been born within the rebel camp during the Civil War Rainclan had endured moons ago. Though the carnage still haunted the aging tom in certain ways, no matter how much he tried to put it behind him.

He would do everything within his limited power as a warrior to make sure nothing like that ever befell his clanmates ever again.

Flickering that long tail of his once more, Skychaser parted his maw to speak in that soft, rumbling tone of his. "Ready for some fishing?" It was an obvious question since they had decided such a thing before leaving camp, but the lightness that danced around his gaze and the smile upon his maw just hinted at the laid-back tom's enthusiasm. His excitement was leaned more towards aiding Silentpaw become the best fisher he could be, as any good mentor would do.

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"Out of the darkness, each breath that I take will be mine"

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Greyleafs soft pawsteps glided across the ground carefully and concisely as she followed her white furred brother through the damp expanse of Rainclans water filled territory, shrouded in fog and a sort of dazzling mystery.

The grey tabby had agreed in an instant when her brother had asked her to accompany him with training one of Rainclans many apprentices, Silentpaw. Greyleaf had her own apprentice however she would soon return with more knowledge on how to be a good mentor. She was dually excited not just to spend time with her brother but pick up some teaching techniques from him, if she was honest with herself she felt a little overwhelmed and just wanted the best for all of the clans apprentices.

Once they had arrived at their destination Greyleaf took her chance to glance around, gazing around the clearing though finding her green eyes unable too see much past the dense fog. Her mind briefly wondered how well hunting was going to go with the heavy fog though when she looked to her brother as if to ask the question she saw his relaxed manner and the ever-present smile plastered to his features instead of the same concern.

She knew Skychaser would find a way to make this seemingly detrimental predicament into a good situation and relaxed herself, padding forward to her brothers side, her tail high.

“Yes, I believe we are Skychaser.” Her voice was as soft as ever, if a cat hadn't been listening they might not have even heard it. The she-cat returned her brothers smile with a gentler one, though hidden underneath was a fleeting layer of sarcasm.
“Though I was sure we had already decided.” While her voice was as soft as ever she brushed her tabby tail over the toms muzzle.

Greyleaf turned and faced the river staring out at it until the sunlights reflection became too much for her leaf green eyes, the water was calm and the perfect condition for fishing lessons.
“Where should we start? Any Ideas Silentpaw?” 

It may have been her brothers idea to bring Silentpaw for training but that didn’t mean all she had to do was sit back. 

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A giant smile had formed on the face of Silentpaw when he was approached that morning by Skychaser. The ginger tabby and white Apprentice was beginning to get older and could technically be considered an adult now. He had grown out of his more kit-like face that he had when he first joined Rainclan, he had longer legs, and his features had grown in more, giving him a longer face and more proportioned eyes. Granted, he still had that same spark of excitement in his eyes like kits often did, but he was a little less hyper than he used to be.

So when Skychaser told him that he would be going out on a patrol, he immediately nodded, always happy to go out into the territory that he had called home for quite a few moons now. He was surprised when he arrived at the camp entrance to find both Skychaser and Grayleaf waiting for him.

Now, he found himself following Skychaser by Grayleaf’s side, ears twitching at each sound that he heard around them. When they approached the river, a smile formed on his face once more. As much as he loved swimming, now wasn’t the time for that, not yet at least. His deep blue eyes turned to that of his two teachers for the day, just then listening in when Grayleaf asked if he had any suggestions of where to start.

Tilting his head slightly, the tom looked back to the river, looking both directions and considering where they should go from there. He took a few steps towards the water, looking down passed the surface in search of fish. He could see very tiny fish swimming, but those wouldn’t even be a snack to an Apprentice. They were way too small.

He looked back to the two Warriors, blinking a few times. He then looked back to the water, looking further up the river to where fish would be swimming in their direction. His ears perked up as he noticed a patch of shadow slowly making its way down the river. He couldn’t confirm whether it was fish or not, but even if it wasn’t, it could be important. He turned back to the two of them once again, letting out a meow that contained no words.

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[Ghost the Undead Goddess]

Skychaser

48 Moons - Rainclan Warrior

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A gentle light flickered within the alabaster tom's duel colored pool as he watched the young apprentice glance about with a care-free but attentive attitude. Silentpaw was certainly a different pace from what Waspstrike had been as an apprentice, though the older tom had the luxury of watching the young Bengal grow into a young warrior deserving of respect. The white tomcat would enjoy seeing the young ginger and white tom by his side grow into such a loved Rainclanner as well.

It made his heart swell within his chest at the fact that young cats like Silentpaw, Sunpaw, Sablepaw, all the apprentices growing up healthy and happy within the clan had a present and future that was bright and exciting. It was almost enough to wash away the sins and pains that had coated the now peaceful clan in blood and hatred many, many moons ago. Times were different now, things were changing and Rainclan was thriving.

Skychaser could want nothing more for the clan he loved, for the cats he ate and slept beside every day.

"With how foggy it is, it might be a little difficult for you to catch anything on your first try." He said in a solemn and honest tone but he was gentle about it as he gave a small smile, green and blue watching the young tom for a moment before his gaze shifted to his gray tabby sister. "Grayleaf is a far better fisher than I am." He said honestly, a bit of amusement within his steady mew before continuing on with his lesson for Silentpaw.

It was true though, Skychaser was a far better hunter when it came to land prey, as both his younger sisters were far more skilled when it came to fishing slippery, scaled prey from the cool grasp of the river. That didn't mean that the white coated tom couldn't teach the apprentice on what to do, and the fog would aid in challenge but it would teach him what to do if he encountered the same type of weather during a different hunting expedition.

"First thing, you want to watch the water in a position where you can strike quickly, but you also want to make sure you don't let your shadow show on the surface of the water." Grayleaf purred in a soft tone as she padded forwards on nimble paws, moving around the pale form of her brother towards the edge of the rippling water. "The fog might make it hard, but show us your form so we can adjust it for your benefit."

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"Out of the darkness, each breath that I take will be mine"

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Deep blue eyes scanned over the faces of his training companions, seeking direction from his current teachers. He had fished multiple times since his joining of Rainclan, as to be expected from a cat who was a good swimmer. But one could never have enough knowledge on how to catch prey. There wasn’t one correct way to fish, but there were many, and it was his job as an Apprentice to learn these ways. The more he was able to provide for his family, the better.

His tail tip twitched as the gray she-cat approached, her eyes watching the water for movement as he had been doing. He was tempted to avert his gaze and look back to where he had seen a shadow making its way down the river, just brushing underneath the surface. But he felt it to be more beneficial to pay attention to Grayleaf. If it were a fish, it would be better that he learn how to properly catch it.

As instructed, the ginger and white tom looked to the water and adjusted his stance. His white paws hooked just barely at the edge of the water, his head lowering nearly to his legs but not close enough that his reflection appeared in the water. His ears swiveled on top of his head, listening for any disturbances in the water’s surface. He allowed his claws to unsheath and lightly dig at the ground that his paws rested upon, either paw ready to lash out should a fish come into sight. One blue eye side-glanced at the she-cat who stood not too far from him, waiting for any further instruction or criticism.

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