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Old March 29th, 2024, 12:48 PM
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Default Re: ‘Through the Willow Trees’ [T]

 
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Moonmeadow
| She/they | ShC warrior | Moons: 21 | Purrks: Shadow Fiend |

Moonmeadow finished cleaning through their fur with just a few licks before getting to their paws with a heavy sigh. The feline was tired of mentors shirking on their duties and leaving behind their apprentices, Moonmeadow could never even imagine doing such a thing to Scratchpaw and Shadowpaw, which the only reason on why she had started training Shadowpaw was because the young molly’s original mentor ditching her. Ugh, what a mess. She was sick of it and finally decided to just step up and try and shoulder the dead weight by offering classes and lessons as needed for the apprentices and sometimes even kits of Shadowclan. Someone needed to and the feline couldn’t just leave it to Hawkbite, poor guy is probably constantly on his paws and deserved a break. She made her way steadily to the apprentices’ den where she poked their head in and called for Willowpaw. Through a trail of words, Moonmeadow had heard that the apprentice needed a tour of the territory and was also searching for some lessons on stealth which were both things Moonmeadow was more than capable of doing.

Willowpaw! Hey, kiddo!” The warrior greeted cheerfully, carefully swaying their large tail behind them as they continued, “I heard that you were looking for a tour and some lessons which I can totally help out with!” The warrior had some experience giving out tours now that she had her own apprentices and figured it would be a good start. Weaving through the territory to the Windclan border, hitting a few landmarks on the way there, before walking to the Riverclan border, then Thunderclan border and finishing up with some last few landmarks and heading back to camp. Perhaps they could head down to Moonlit Grotto after the tour as it's sure to be dark by then, for some stealth and night hunting. The excitement of teaching all that they know floods through and courses under the thrum of blood through their body. They were so happy to teach, the confusion of the neglectful mentors came again but they ignored it and walked Willowpaw through the plans for the day.

We’ll start with the Windclan border, then the Riverclan border, then lastly the Thunderclan border. I’ll be sure to point out any landmarks on the way. Then afterwards we can head to some of the general territory to practice some stealth and night hunting. How does that sound?” The feline waited for the apprentice to answer, round ears up, and paws carefully held beneath them as they stilled the excited jitters that were previously running across her fur.
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Willowpaw
| ShadowClan Apprentice | 7 Moons | She/Her, Female |
| Kitty soft paws [inactive] | Heightened Perception [smell] |


The apprentice's head shot up, startled, as her name was called. Her unprepared ears as listened carefully as they could to the Warrior at the entrance of the den, straining. Her heart gleefully jumped. Training! Finally! She brightened visibly at the Warriors words, and quickly got up from where she'd been lounging around. Willowpaw shook out her fur, that was ruffled from the moss bedding of her nest. ´´Uhm, erm, Y-Yes, I-I do need some training,´´ She mewed quietly. She stifled a small smile of delight as she went over where they'd be going, thought she felt her pelt prickle uncomfortably as she said they'd be going by the Thunderclan border. She stood straight, trying to force a serious and dignified expression on her face, which for the most part worked, but the excited face underneath leaked through the mask of deference in a few places. ´´Th-That sounds, uh, that sounds great!´´ She answered softly.

Her paws were doing the buzzing thing again. Seemingly vibrating like a bugs wings on the inside, like cart wheels on a bumpy gravel road. Begging her to jump or move or do anything to satisfy its need for motion. But she remained still, shaking it off inwardly; she would look like some kit if she submitted to her paws requests. ´´Oh, and, uhm, wh-whats y-your name?´´
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