Post by Phoenix on Oct 13, 2012 17:09:45 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] | sincerely, noblepaw the road i walk is paved in gold to glorify my platinum soul |
[CS=2] It was a cool, crisp morning, typical of leaf-fall. The sun had barely risen, and a frost, which had not yet been touched by the sun's heat, laced the ground. Yet Noblepaw was still up, perhaps the first of the apprentices to rise. In his eagerness, the tom had barely been able to fall asleep the night before, and once he woke, he knew that he would not be able to fall back asleep. He could recognize a lost cause when he saw one. And so, careful not to disturb the other apprentices, especially those on his team, he picked his way out of the den to sit in the empty, quiet camp. Today was the day of the first challenge, and he felt confident in the abilities of Foxpaw and Duskpaw. The three of them had not really interacted before yesterday evening, and they still did not know each other well, but it was better than nothing. They had taken that time to talk strategy. The clearing was full of prey; it was the prime place for a hunting competition. Though their fur did not match the usually vibrant colors of the wild flowers, each of them had a patterned pelt, which was less visible than a single, bold color. What with the plants now beginning to wither, their fur brown fur would match that of his companions, thus making their job of blending in easier. It was his gray and white fur that he had to worry about. The air thrummed with energy and excitement that morning, resonating from the apprentices. After casting a look at the fresh-kill pile that sat in the middle of camp, Noblepaw turned and made his way to the flowering meadow. They had agreed to meet there, and he wanted to get a head start to re-assess the terrain. As he had expected, it had not changed from a day back. A thin layer of mist rested over the clearing, but he did not think that it would made much of a difference, if any. Standing in the shadow of a tree on the fringe of the area, he broke up the meadow into three parts, one for each of them. Unsheathed claws dug into the ground as his lips pulled back into a grin and eyes brightened. Victory would be their's for sure. Approaching pawsteps made the gray and white apprentice turn, redirecting his attention to the approaching felines. Waiting until they drew closer, Noblepaw went over to greet the she-cats on his team with a dip of his proud head and nearly polite - it was as close as he had gotten to polite in a long while, anyway - "Morning, Duskpaw, Foxpaw. Ready to go?" | |
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