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Originally Posted by fawn_

FAWNPAW ︴ ୨RIVERCLAN APPRENTICE୧
she/her , she-cat , 7 moons , 4/100
ages every 12th
“black she-cat with a floppy ear and cool blue eyes”
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Small black ears instantly flicked
as Fawnpaw shivered awake. Scrunching
her nose, she awkwardly sat
up. She attempted to duck
from Owltalons paw, making her
almost fall forwards.
When the words ‘training’
entered her ears, she brightened
up instantly. “Don’t you think
it’s a bit too early?”
She realised she was kinda
being a lazy bum, twitching
her whiskers in embarrassment. “Yeah,
I’m up for it!”
Her nervous twitching may have
woken a few apprentices, but
that didn’t stop her from
being excited.


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Owltalon ☆ @Marigoldwhisper

Thanks for the info!!//

`~Owltalon
She, Her\Deputy\47 moons\Riverclan
"Are you listening, starchild?"

Purrks: Agatha Kitty [ACTIVE] Killer Aptitude (T2) [INACTIVE]


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The deputy watched in amusement as her apprentice stirred in her mossbed, obviously not very happy to be woken up so early. She merely smiled toothily at the younger cat. If training wasn't to be done now, then it would never be done. While it would've maybe been better for her to have began training near the afternoon, so that some hint of warmth would blanket over them, Owltalon tended to be an early riser, so this was just what would have to happen.

"It's never too early ta learn the ways of those before ya, eh?" She pointed out, giving her thick and matted fur a small shake. She honestly had a good amount of room here, despite her bulky size, but she still kept her belly low to the ground.

Hm, well that was certainly a mood change if she'd ever seen one, but she was glad that Fawnpaw was on board for training. Even if she wasn't, that wouldn't stop Owltalon from dragging the smaller cat out into territory. "Al'ight then, lets make haste!" With a slow turn, she back out from the apprentice den and stretched out into the frosty clearing before making a bee-line to the exit. "Keep up. I know yer legs are a bit smaller then mine, but ya ought ta be quick on yer feet." She called from over her shoulder, a smile tightening her features.

Suddenly, large paws fluttered to a stop on rocky terrain. She breathed in the familiar scent of her home, before letting out a heavy exhale. "Ya see, this 'ere is Riverclan territory. Nice n' grand, eh? Here, I'll be teaching ya how ta hunt." She the looked to her apprentice, amber eyes meeting bright blue hues. She licked the top of her dry muzzle and paused.

"Whatcha waitin' fer?" Owltalon called out to the smaller cat, her eyes twinkling with a hint of teasing. "C'mon, come at me! Pretend i'mma big 'ol mouse!" The large cat crouched down to the floor, her tail twitching as she scurried on her paws. Yes, Owltalon was aware that she'd skipped a lot of basics, like hunting crouches and where to aim, but Owltalon wanted to see Fawnpaw's brain at work as well, see if she had some sort of hidden smarts behind her black fluff and evaluate the situation in an impressive way. Not guaranteed, but Owltalon always checked for untapped potential.