The Owl's Influence [Wormpaw] Aug 11, 2013 12:22:21 GMT -5
Post by Insidious on Aug 11, 2013 12:22:21 GMT -5
The almost-warrior was perched high in a tree bordering TreeClan's camp, practicing his footwork on the branches above as Sunstride had instructed. It was unusual to see Crimsonpaw taking orders from anyone other than Grayowl himself, but he deciphered the beneficial outcome behind, on the rare occasion, doing as was asked by his mentor. The faster he completed his tasks, after all, the faster he could become a warrior and rid himself of the golden tom's training.
Speaking of golden tom's training...
From the corner of his pale green eyes, Crimsonpaw spotted from his treetop ledge Wormpaw's form accustomed closely to the apprentices' den. A grimace morphed his focused expression, the red-black-spotted tom nearly losing his footing due to such immense distaste displayed for the sight before him. The last time Crimsonpaw had spoken with Wormpaw was when they were still kits, the conversation routed to the idea of getting Wormpaw out of the den, if even for just a few moments. And now here they were again, the both of them apprentices, and Wormpaw still glued to a den. It was comical how some things never changed. With a new inclination upon mind (one that put his former thoughts of doing as Sunstride asked to rest), Crimsonpaw descended the tree and approached his fellow apprentice, his strides purposeful.
“Hey Wormpaw,” Crimsonpaw regarded smoothly, his shoulder knocking against the brown tom's own, its aggressive collision meant to be equally as rough as it had been. The tom settled into a comfortable sit directly at Wormpaw's front, eying Lionstar's apprentice thoughtfully. He had absolutely no inkling of an idea as to why Lionstar had wished to train this one in particular, his submissive behavior polar opposite to the TreeClan leader's own traits. But, regardless of why it had happened, Crimsonpaw couldn't claim to envy him like the fair share of apprentices past, present and future. There was only own mentor-apprentice pairing that Crimsonpaw envied: Onyxpaw and Grayowl. He could only hope that his sister was in the right mind to listen to his instructions and carefully ponder his advice, because Crimsonpaw would be doing precisely that if having been granted the honour. “I'm sure, with Lionstar's training, you've gotten used to being outside of camp. Let's see if our leader has managed to teach you anything useful – going to accompany me on a little hunting trip?” The tom's words were an order mixed with a touch of insult routed directly toward their clan leader and mentor to Wormpaw; Crimsonpaw lingering close by just long enough to catch Wormpaw's reaction and response, but not long enough to indicate that there was any room for excuses as to why he couldn't tag along.