Taking it Easy [Darkpaw, OPEN] Dec 10, 2012 18:56:29 GMT -5
Post by Fawntastic on Dec 10, 2012 18:56:29 GMT -5
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It was unusual to be training in the Black Woods, particularly this time of year, but that wasn't going to deter Snowlark. Her reason for meeting here of all places, was actually quite simple; the Black Woods was a more open environment than some of the other areas of NightClan's territory, which meant less things that could possibly be damaging to young Darkpaw's recently relocated limb. She didn't want him tripping over anything, spraining anything, etc. That was why she hadn't met him at the branch trail or the ambush pond or anything else potentially damaging.
Sitting with her tail curled around her paws, the pretty NightClan she-cat was content with waiting however long it took for Darkpaw to make his way through the snow and the ice to reach her. It was one of those few days where the sky was almost as grayish-white as the snow was down below, a particularly bright morning, her pupils were forced to narrow into diamond-shaped slits against the almost brutal reflection of the snow on her way over here.
The Black Woods provided a little more shadowy cover, Snowlark was pleased to see. Something shook a nearby bush, and considering the isolated movement, it definitely wasn't the wind; the she-cat rose up to all fours, her cream-colored ears pricking forward, pink nose working, whiskers aquiver.
"Darkpaw?" called Snowlark, frost blue eyes alert.
If it wasn't her apprentice, than who...?
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