Re: WindClan Territory
Soaringcrane smiled at her. "Im fine..." he whispered before pinning her down and using his forepaws to aim soft blows at her white belly fur, gently while putting all his weight on her. The ginger tom was kinda overweight so all of his belly weight was on her haunches which was probably making poor Crestpaw's hind legs ache. "Care to give up, Crestpaw like a kit or are you gonna fight like a real warrior?!" The ginger tom gazed into her eyes, adoringly. He knew for sure now that he would tell her if she beat him. IF she beat him. He gave his apprentice a cocky grin, leaving him open for an attack |
Re: WindClan Nursery
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Re: WindClan Nursery
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Crestpaw felt tingly when Soarincrane whispered to her and pinned her. She gazed up at him, not really feeling the blows since he wasn't actually trying. The she-cat hissed at him and felt her legs go numb slightly, "Get off me you big log!" She growled, batting her petite paws at his face and chest. An odd emotion was clearly visible in Soaringcrane's eyes, one that had no place in a battle. "I'd never give up against you!" She hissed, hitting him harder with her paws. She shuffled her hind end, trying to dislodge his weight from her and reached out to bite anything near her face. Eventually, a memory of an earlier session came to mind and Crestpaw took a deep breath, closing her eyes and going limp. The theatrical molly even added a few whimpers to make it more realistic. As soon as Soaringcrane fell for her trick and released some of the pressure, Crestpaw planned to kick upward with all her might and send him flying across the clearing. |
Re: WindClan Territory
Soaringcrane relaxed as he watched Crestpaw go limp and give surrendering whimpers. "I win which means Im stronger!" He jovially announced. Unfortunately this means that youre still my apprentice!" Inside, Soaringcrane was rejoicing at the thought of having Crestpaw to himself for a little longer. He purred and stood up a little, happily. However, he was still on top of her, just standing up now. "Now say you give up, Crestpaw.." he whispered jn her ear. |
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Re: WindClan Clearing
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Moonpaw padded into the clearing and looked around for her friend Fernpaw, since she was hoping to do something with her, and as she looked, Moonpaw drew one of her cream colored paws over her nose and watched the cats around her with grey eyes. |
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@patroclus Windcrest wasn't so much closed off because of him, she was just extremely nervous about battle training. It brought back memories of when she was younger and how her parents bruised and bloodied her body all up when she didn't do what she was told. The she-cat felt safe with Crowheart although the tom was very childish and immature most of the time. However, there was a care-free nature to him, one she never witnessed as she was growing up. In all honesty, the pale she-cat wanted to adapt and modify that care-free nature and make it her own. She hated the way she was molded and sculpted into a submissive, anxious fae that couldn't properly express herself. She was always scared, except when it was just the two of them. Looking around the moor, seeing the grass blades wave in the wind as if they were saying hello, she smiled softly at the peace and quiet. It was so lucky that they were the only ones there. Usually, it was bouncing with mentors teaching their apprentices or patrols rallying around. Windcrest then suddenly flinched at the sudden physcial contact of Crowheart nudging her. The she-cat always flinched no matter what, although she never flinched as bad if Crowheart had touched her compared to another clan mate or cat in general. A small chuckle escaped her, smooth like honey. She gave him an amused expression when he said he was the best of the best. Rolling her eyes ever so slightly, the she-cat stopped as he did and awaited what they were going to do next. |
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Luckily for Crestpaw, she wasn't a hotheaded cat. Otherwise she may have given herself up by bursting out angrily at his exclamation. Instead, the calm, cool-headed apprentice simply let out another whimper to keep the act going. Panic clutched her heart at the thought of having failed her assessment, but she felt slightly relieved at the same time. Weird, she thought. Crestpaw forced herself not to tense up in anticipation as he loosened his grip. When Soarincrane leaned down to whisper in her ear, Crestpaw opened her eyes slightly, until they were narrow slits, and whispered back, "Never." As soon as the words left her mouth, Crestpaw thrust upwards with all of her might. Her back legs kicked up on his belly and her front legs on his chest. |
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Fernpaw noticed Moonpaw looking around and she slowly limped over to her. "Hey." She said simply, her tail twitching.
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