[Moonraven]

 

Originally Posted by sylvia26

˜”*°•.˜”*°• DeerClaw•°*”˜.•°*”˜
˜”*°•.˜”*°• Tom|70 moons old|ShadowClan Apprentice|Silver Tongue Tier 1 - not active •°*”˜.•°*”˜
*•.¸♡ "A smile always brightens my day! As goes for the blood on my paws..." ♡¸.•*


▁ ▂ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █"ah so she is a mother!" Deerclaw purred "well I thank your mother a lot for allowing me to join" he scratches his ear after a moment "ah my mama? she is no longer with us, hunting in starclan, she believed in it so I shall as well" he began to lick his chest, he wondered what they were even supposed to do...oh right training "mama says the clans would welcome me if I were to ever follow the stars" he hums, looking up for a moment before looking at weepingpaw "you have a good mama, know that" he smiled "now lets finish this little training session and I can tell you many more stories of my life before the clan" he meows with a little smile. █ ▇ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▂ ▁

@Moonraven

Weepingpaw stares pensively at the tom upon hearing that he lost his mama. That sounded terrible. He knew one day he'd lost his parents too, but the idea of thinking about it made him want to cry, so he stopped. Instead, the apprentice latched onto the mention of stars and how good his Momster was. He sits up a little straight, trying to look all dignified as best he could while grinning stupidly.

"Yup, know everyone should Momster is best." He agreed rapidly. He didn't hear the rest of what Deerclaw was saying. The other cat, whose name he still wasn't sure of, was talking about stances and partners. His big eyes return to his apparent partner as they leave camp. He has questions about the tom's old home, but he saves them for later since they were working on something.

After watching the warrior demonstrate this stance, Weepingpaw mimed without any trouble. It seemed like the same crouch one used for hunting. Paws evenly spaced apart, drop down low, but not too low, can't touch the ground with the belly, and tail still. He was a little lopsided, putting too much weight on one side, but all in all, he'd done a decent job of playing the copy game.

Oh, but then he had to copy his partner. Weepingpaw took one look at Deerclaw and burst out laughing. He was too low, or Weepingpaw thought he was, but regardless, they were supposed to play the copy game, so down he dropped his haunches low like he was getting ready to pounce and lower his head so that his chin was nearly touching the grass. He was far from a perfect imitation of Deerclaw, but he was pretty close. Weepingpaw knew this wasn't right, but the instructions were to copy the partner, so he did.

@Rowan [I beg you to fix this or Weeping's going to start doing this on the regular]