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The sun was starting to peek through the sky making the skies look a pretty shade of all sorts of colors. He liked seeing the sunrises and hearing the birds chirping in the trees so early in the morning as night life went to take a nap for the day and the day creatures would come out to play and grace their presence in their territory. Every morning would have to be a good morning no matter the weather unless something happened to make it so.


With that mindset, he was very eager to go out and enjoy the weather as he started his training today with his mentor WhiteHawk. He wanted to be great someday as a warrior and make his parents and brothers proud. Of course, he wanted to make his new mentor proud of him as well with his hard work and determination too. He was over excited when he finally got the message from his new mentor they would be starting their first training sessions together. He thought it was long overdue after he was made an apprentice. He had barely slept much that night as he was too excited and even a bit nervous. Would WhiteHawk like him? or would he be a bit disappointed when he found out that Tigerpaw could be a bit of a scatter brained fool with paws that didn't want to stay still, or keep him upright sometimes? He was young though so hopefully WhiteHawk wouldn't be too harsh on him for any mistakes he made. 

The white and ginger tom happily groomed himself quickly as he had not gotten much sleep that night and had been an early riser; earlier then his fellow apprentices and had gotten himself a small bite to eat before he would be out training with his mentor. He was grooming the last remnants off his whiskers from his meal when he heard the heavier paws of a larger cat approaching and looked up; bright amber orbs catching sight of his mentor heading for the entrance of camp and jolted to his feet. Crap! He forgot he was supposed to meet his mentor at the entrance so they could head out and here he was grooming himself after breakfast instead of dutifully waiting for WhiteHawk!

Seeing the larger white male heading ahead of him his paws scrambled to catch ground as he bolted after the larger tom and fell in step with him slightly behind the larger shoulder of the tom. He looked over at him wanting to act all cool and stuff like the older warrior but failed to gain that confident stride instead of acting like the goof nut that he was. He swore WhiteHawk would be rolling his eyes as soon as Tigerpaw messed up. Taking a breath the younger tom forced a smile on his face and chirped out a good morning to his mentor. 

"Hi WhiteHawk! Good morning to you! Sorry I wasn't here waiting on you; I was getting breakfast real quick. Where will be going to this morning and what's the first lesson? Is it hunting? Oh maybe battle training? Although I'm not too good with my paws..I'm a bit clumsy. Or maybe are we just going to take a walk around the borders? I've heard it's the easier part of training." he asked in a rush. 

He desperately wanted his mentor to be in an easy mood today; he didn't know WhiteHawk very well as he didn't really pay much attention to others all the much unless he was helping out instead of listening to elder's stories but he really wanted the other to like him and be his friend. It'd be easier to work with him that way at least Tigerpaw thought so. Who didn't work hard when you had a more enjoyable company to work with? That's how he thought but he was young and eager to please. 

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Note: Sorry its a bit shorter then my usual posts. I wasn't sure how to portray Tigerpaw, it's been awhile since i've been on and i haven't had thechance to play him yet. 

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Whitehawk
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A large yawn escaped from wide jaws in the Warriors den that morning. There was a slight feeling of heaviness in the tom’s shoulders as he awoke, muscles a bit sore from the days previous.

Accompanied by Blazestripe, Sagefire, and Sedgefoot, the large white tom had spent the last couple days almost constantly on patrols. Voluntarily, of course. The four of them had been put on a patrol together the first day and spent nearly the entire day going along the outskirts of the territory. Despite not having any neighbors along their back borders, that didn’t change that they had to be patrolled and marked constantly, and this group took that job seriously. A combination of checking for abnormal scents, rescenting, and hunting was done from sunrise to dusk, the four Warriors all bringing back a decent chunk of prey. They all took pieces of prey from their own collections and fed the Elders and Queens before feeding themselves and settling in for the night.

This exact procedure was done over the next few days as well, going along the Rainclan border, the Lightningclan border, and near Starclan’s Claws. The day previous to this morning, the four of them had gone along the back border once more, though did give themselves some leeway, considering they had done this already a few days before.

Even though they weren’t quite as precise as they were the first time, constant motion and focus over the last few days had brought a little bit of drowsiness into the tom.

As Whitehawk’s larger form emerged from the Warriors den, he bent his front half forward, large paws stretching out in front of him. He gave himself a moment to loosen up his muscles before his gaze scanned across the camp. Others were just starting to wake up as well, but many were still in their nests, either allowing themselves to wake up or still resting. He took note that he did not yet see the ginger and white form of his Apprentice yet, so he made his way over to the prey pile. He picked a small robin from the pile, padding to the edge of camp and settling for a quick breakfast.

With his Apprentice still in mind, the large tom felt a little bit of disappointment in himself. Tigerpaw had been made an Apprentice nearly a moon ago, yet the two of them had yet to have a proper one on one training session on their own. The day that the young tom became an Apprentice, he had taken his newly appointed pupil out for a tour of the borders alongside his siblings with their mentors. But since then, the white tom had hardly been able to take his Apprentice out. He couldn’t bring himself to blame that on anyone but himself, but he knew he had to make up for it.

As he took the last bites from his robin, he set aside the bones in the dust and got to his paws. The sun was beginning to spread vibrant colors across the sky, signalling that it was almost time for he and his Apprentice to meet up and head out for the day.

At first, he found his usual self growing momentarily worried when his gaze met the entrance of the camp. He had instructed his Apprentice to meet him there, yet he saw no one. Had his Apprentice left camp, or misunderstood? Or was he still off in the Apprentice den? He pushed aside the first thoughts as best as he could, hoping that Tigerpaw wasn’t one of those problemsome Apprentices.

Just as he neared the camp entrance to wait, he heard rapid footsteps off to one side, causing his head to turn. He caught sight of young Tigerpaw running towards him, slowing to follow pace with the larger tom before looking up at him. Luckily, the young tom had approached from the white Warrior’s good side, allowing him to slow his pace further and look to the youngster when he spoke.

Tigerpaw’s words came in a rushed jumble of questions and short statements, at first surprising the older tom, but causing him to chuckle. His head faced ahead once more as they crossed through the camp entrance, his singular eye making it much harder to both look at Tigerpaw and see where he was going. He was used to this, but it was still bothersome at times.

“I think today we are gonna start with a little bit of hunting practice. See what you know and where to start from there.”

With his goal set on heading to the Sandy Plateau, he did have a feeling of obligation wash over him as he walked alongside the ginger tabby.

“I’ve been meaning to apologize to you. I have been wanting to take you out for more training sessions, but I’ve been a little busy lately with the borders. Hopefully I can make up for that. Maybe we could do a couple of unique lessons when we get the chance, ” Whitehawk stated and suggested, glancing briefly over his shoulder at Tigerpaw before looking back forward.

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[Fae Magic]

It had been true that Tigerpaw had not seen much of his mentor the past moon; once if that at all when they first got paired up. At times Tigerpaw wondered if Whitehawk was just too busy or if he honestly wasn't thrilled about having an apprentice trailing under his paws to care enough to try and train him. He didn't know the older tom personally of course as this was the first time he fully interacted with him but he had seen him from afar and studied the tall white male. As he had caught sight of the other making his way towards the entrance of camp the ginger tabby tom bolted after him not wanting him to think poorly of him because he hadn't been out there waiting for him. Was he supposed to have been waiting for him to wake up or to be sitting there waiting for Starclan knows how long for his mentor to arrive and tell them what they were going to do today. Tigerpaw honestly wasn't sure as he was very knew to this apprentice ship stuff and only got advice and tips from his den mates and a few feeble practice sessions by jest with them. Nothing big or serious to really begin training. So, it was no surprise that the tabby was super excited to finally get to be with his mentor and get some real training in. 

Having finally made his way to join his mentor and spewing his questions; excitement highly evident in his stance and voice as he followed the other out of camp. His bright amber eyes scanning and flying all around him to take in the scenery. It wasn't like he hadn't seen it once or twice before whenever he had left camp with his den mates at times but it seemed different whenever he was with his mentor this time though. As he followed the larger male outside of camp towards their assigned area he listened to his plans for today and gave a bright smile and nodded eagerly. 

"Sounds good to me! It'd be nice to finally get out to get some real training in!" he replied cheerfully as he tried to stand up straighter and look like he was big and ready to face anything. 

It came a bit of a surprise though whenever the tabby heard him suddenly apologize and it made him halt in his tracks and stare at the other tom like he was crazy. Why would Whitehawk find it a need to apologize? Of course it would have something to do with the lack of training and bonding that they should have been doing for the past moon since he became an apprentice; in truth, Tigerpaw would be slower to learn and become a warrior later then the others because of the few training sessions he had but in his eyes the apology was crazy. Shaking his head he bounced back after his mentor; learning his head out to try and stare up at his face as they walked. 

"You don't have to apologize Whitehawk! I know you're busy and I honestly don't mind it. It doesn't matter if I don't complete training alongside everyone else. I know you're pretty busy; I've watched you and other warriors around camp so I know that you guys have other stuff you have to do too. I'm here for the experience and to have fun, not for the training." he gave him a big smile to let him know he was being honest. 

"Yeah, becoming a warrior is what I'd love to do but experience doesn't have a timer. Besides, how many of us apprentices can say we got to spend time or even be name attached to the great Whitehawk?" he grinned up at him with a crooked boyish look. 

He didn't want the older warrior to think that he was failing Tigerpaw just because they barely started training yet. Tigerpaw was used to working hard. He was here training not for the position but for the experience and to live life like he should. Having Whitehawk there was just a bonus for him and the white tom shouldn't feel guilty about not spending more time with him like they should.

"Graaaanted," he trailed off playfully as he pounced on his paws in front of the tom and grinned playfully up at him as he crouched looking ready to pounce on him. "That doesn't mean that you can forget about me and slack off mister! You still got me to train so don't you forget it sir!" he playfully swatted out with his paw to playfully smack the other warrior on the shoulder; not really being able to reach from his smaller size and crouched position so he didn't actually hit the Whitehawk and instead just swiped air. 

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Note: Sorry for lack of reply; had no muse and didn't know what to post with Tigerpaw! XD

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Whitehawk

It came as a slight relief when the young tabby spoke, his voice cheerful and ready to learn as though they had been doing this all along. The large white tom found himself curious as to what his Apprentice’s thoughts were on his mentor’s lack of time spent training with him, though he wouldn’t have to wait long for this answer.

Once the apology fell from his maw, the second pair of light footsteps his ears had been hearing came to a stop. Large paws only took him a few steps more forward before he stopped, gazing back at his Apprentice with his singular yellow-green eye. He found surprise on the orange tabby’s face, as though an apology from his mentor was the last thing he expected. But how could he not? A mentor’s duty when given an Apprentice was to begin their training and ready them to become a Warrior someday. This duty was meant to be enacted as soon as the young and old were paired together, rather than a moon later.

His gaze watched as the shock left the young tom’s face and his paws brought him forward once more, bounding up to the white tom with a smile. As the walk continued, the Warrior’s gaze trained forward rather than to his Apprentice at his side, for he could not watch where he was going the same way his student could. He didn’t have the luxury of watching from the corner of his eyes. But one ear still rotated to listen as the young tom spoke, Whitehawk’s gaze occasionally glancing to the side to show that he was in fact listening and wasn’t looking away in ignorance.

A smile tugged at the corners of his jaw, relief evident in his singular eye at the young tom’s words. He was grateful that his Apprentice did not hold him in low regards due to his recent boost of activity around camp. At the tabby’s last addition to these thoughts, the smile couldn’t help but cross the white tom’s face. He could already tell that Tigerpaw would make a great Apprentice.

When the Apprentice spoke once more, at first Whitehawk considered his words normal for a young cat. Practically all Apprentices wanted to become a Warrior as quick as possible. But Tigerpaw seemed to understand that training and the build up to becoming a Warrior wasn’t as simple as training for six moons and then going on your way into Warriorhood. It took time, experience, hard work, and determination. He was thankful that his Apprentice seemed to understand this already. Though, at the orange tabby’s next statement, the large tom’s pace slowed and his head fully turned to look at his student.

When the statement was finished, a laugh fell from the white tom’s jaws, his head lightly shaking. “You act as if I’m one of the most well-known Warriors in all of Stoneclan. I’ve only trained one Apprentice before you, you know.” Though a smile still remained on his face, he couldn’t help but think of his last Apprentice.

Whitecry had been...very interesting to teach, to say the least. Those 10 moons had been intense, truthfully, both for Whitehawk and for Whitepaw at the time. The first couple moons had been very bumpy and had a lot of setbacks, ones that were far more complex and strange in comparison to the current situation. But they both had come through it together, forming a bond when it was over that he doubted could ever be broken. They had both helped one another during those moons, and that would always be remembered, likely by them both. Perhaps he should seek out some time with his previous Apprentice soon.

As his thoughts faded away, he looked to find Tigerpaw bouncing ahead, turning to face Whitehawk with a smile and a few words. At these, another chuckle sounded from the Warrior’s maw, single eye looking at his Apprentice with both amusement and with thankfulness.

“Of course. I’d be a fool to forget about such a talented Apprentice with so much potential already. Not even half-way through and you would already make an amazing Warrior of Stoneclan, even without much training!” He offered another kind smile before he leaped to the side, turning to face the young tom and lightly bowing his head. “If anything, it is me who should be honored to be training the great Tigerpaw!”

With another chuckle, he lightly motioned his head to the side. “Now, Great Tigerpaw, show me how you would take down a rabbit.”

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The tabby felt proud that he seemed to have surprised his new mentor with only a few words; words of course that he had meant wholeheartedly. He couldn't wait to see how he'd be surprising Whitehawk next. Tigerpaw loved learning and showing off that he indeed was a strong and capable young tom even at such a young age. He felt the happiness bubble in his chest at the thought that he made his mentor not feel so bad about the fact this was their first outing. Much later then needed but Tigerpaw didn't say things he didn't mean and he honestly didn't care that Whitehawk hadn't had the time to train him until now. He'd learned some stuff from watching and self training himself and with friends within his group. He grinned up at the larger warrior and shook his head as if he said something crazy. 

"I'm nothing special. Just another apprentice in the line of Stoneclan ready and willing to serve! I want to be great someday like you and the others! That's all I ever wanted to be honest." he confessed giving a small smile. "I want to be something special in the eyes of my clan mates because of my strength and courage as a warrior someday knowing that I'll be able to protect them like you and the warriors of Stoneclan." he chuckled and padded along with the his clan mate. 

his statement about rabbits made him perk up and give him a look of excitement. Tigerpaw maybe a bit of a clumsy goof ball who has too large paws for his frame and energy to last for days but that was the very reason that made him excited. The energy that brewed within him was a great asset when it came to his hunting. His eagerness to catch whatever he wanted to hunt. He grinned brighter at his mentor before turning to look around the area they were in for the first time since they left camp to see just where they were at before his jaws parted to scent the air.

"Is this even a good spot to be searching for rabbits? I didn't think rabbits would be in this area." the tabby commented with a small frown when he didn't catch a scent of a rabbit. 

"Can i try catching something else?" he asked looking over at his mentor hopefully. He didn't want to disappoint and he physically wanted to show his mentor just how good he could hunt. 

Granted, physically hunting prey was much different then practicing on a clan mate. His clan mates had brains enough to dodge or do something of that sort while rabbits only knew how to flee. He never had the chance to hunt real prey yet. He was a bit nervous but excited to try but he didn't want his mentor to be disappointed if he found out that he didn't know that basic skill.

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Note: Sorry it's kind of short; I didn't know where to go from the last post.