In The Eagle's Talons [Adderpaw, Open!] Oct 9, 2012 16:27:19 GMT -5
Post by Fawntastic on Oct 9, 2012 16:27:19 GMT -5
|[STYLE= float: left; border: 5px solid #bd3131; width: 183px; height: 382px; margin-top: 20px; margin-left: -50px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 50 ;-moz-border-radius-topleft: 50; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 50 ;-moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 50; background-image: url(http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k258/nuttybuddy5/Warriors/Eagletalon-TableImage_zps8507355b.jpg);][/style][STYLE=font-family: impact; font-size: 32px; text-align: center; margin-center: 0px; color: #bd3131; margin-top: -10px; text-shadow: 2px 0px 2px #000000; text-transform: uppercase;]EAGLETALON![/style][STYLE=width: 266px; height: 352px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; background-color: #FFFFCC; color: #000000; padding: 15px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #CC6600; float:right; margin-top: -9px; margin-left: -90px;] The small, semi-soft plumage of a young hawk left a lingering 'dried out' feeling in the brawny warrior's mouth as he spat it onto the freshkill pile. The youngling had practically flown right into his mouth, and he'd snatched it up before the ire of it's mother could peck and claw him to death; knowing better than to linger around, Eagletalon had gathered up the rest of his prey and made his way straight back to camp. Time to take Adderpaw out for a training session, he spat out another feather, sandy ears rotating, before his apprentice's familiar scent hit his nostrils and he instantly lurched towards the apprentice's den.|
"Adderpaw?" he called in his usual loud, masculine voice, "Time for training - pick something off the fresh-kill pile and then we'll head out." Not waiting for a reply, the warrior briskly set off towards the fresh-kill pile once more, this time scooping up the young hawk and carrying it towards the elders' den. It had occurred to him at the last minute that the softer meat and already molting feathers of the young fowl would've been easier on the elders' mouths and teeth, and thus Eagletalon dipped his head in pleasant greeting when he brought them a mid-morning meal.
"Here you go Rockfang," Eagletalon mewed to quite possibly the oldest cat in the whole forest, setting it down in front of him. "That should hold you over until tonight, eh?" He mewed good-naturedly, sharing a few more brief words with Rockfang, Mintpetal and a few other StoneClan elders. Though he was nothing less than jovial, his mind was already wandering back to Adderpaw and today's 'training plan'. We'll work on her stalking, and then a little bit of battle training if she's not too tired. That should make today worthwhile, at least for Eagletalon it did. Nothing made him happier than training StoneClan's next generation of warriors.
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