Bedtime… or never mind [p]

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Wispypaw
I make bad decisions, bad decisions
+ she/her[they/them to those she has told] + Heightened Perception [hearing, active] + Shadow fiend + Kitty softpaw t2 + Blind

Wispypaw trekked their way around camp almost in a pacing manner, clearly something was on their mind. Which was natural since they had noticed the absence of their father, how unsurprising. The blind paw had been waiting on said parental figure to show and follow up on his promise to give them a lesson, that obviously wasn’t happening. Should they be surprised at this point? Everyone seemed to make promises that they couldn’t keep so what would make him any different? Oh well they didn’t have time to waste on that someone else would have to fill in the spot. Thankfully they had one cat who fit the spot in their eyes, that enforcer. Using the familiarity of camp they made their way to the warriors den and spoke in a somewhat calm demeanor but still sounded annoyed.

”Briarsplash? I sure hope your in here because I’d love to get one last lesson done.”

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~ BRIARSPLASH ~
stocky, large, & fluffy dilute gray tortie she-cat with goldish-green eyes; just a scratch | killer aptitude t2
[ shadowclan enforcer | she-cat | 32 moons | abrasive, standoffish, loyal ]

~

Briarsplash was certainly in the warriors' den, her plumed tail over her nose as she dozed. But a familiar voice reached her ears, the fluffy triangles twitching in response. Groggily she lifted her head, blinking in the dimness of the den. It took her a moment to full awake and register who was speaking, the apprentice's scent touching her nose.

Ah, Wispypaw. Right. The one who was blind but had as much bite as a badger; Briar had given her some advanced battle training because whoever her mentor had been hadn't given it to her. To be fair, the 'paw had impressed her; and after having Bleedingpaw as an apprentice (bless his golden heart and boundless energy), Wispypaw's attitude had been sort of... refreshing, honestly. Even if the Enforcer shot back with the same dry retorts, there was a mutual respect in her eyes.

With a huff, the she-cat rose to her paws, padding her way out to meet Wispypaw. "Ya need something else, eh?" No other cat rose to the occasion? Alright, fine — if Briarsplash had to keep stepping in to help the future of her Clan, to give 'em the training they needed to turn into fine warriors, she would. She cared about ShadowClan too much, and the annoyance of apprentices not finding training spurred a conviction in her chest.

"Fine." The fluffy she-cat shook out her pelt and gave her ruffled chest fur a few quick licks before facing Wispypaw. "I'll bite. You're too dang close to warriorhood to stop now. What is it you need?"

Even if she sounded a bit grumpy and begrudging, there was an underlying understanding there — for a cat who took the initiative and sought out the opportunities she needed to get her dang name and title. Briarsplash had done the same when she'd been apprenticed, and with a similar attitude as the 'paw before her. She could respect it.

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Wispypaw
I make bad decisions, bad decisions
+ she/her[they/them to those she has told] + Heightened Perception [hearing, active] + Shadow fiend + Kitty softpaw t2 + Blind

Thank the heavens that the enforcer was inside and not somewhere else. If she hadn’t been in here and they called out to a ghost it would be end all for them. Like how embarrassing would it be for them to go looking somewhere for a certain cat just to call out to no one, stupid looking that’s for sure. Wispypaw was somewhat aware that some tended to be awake still this late or might be stuck guarding camp. Luckily it seemed briarsplash wasn’t doing either of them so they were in luck. ” I need to get night hunting done, father had said he’d teach me but he seemed to have vanished. “ thankfully briarsplash either knew who their dad was or didn’t seem to care that much about their parental figures.

There was a high chance they probably wouldn’t even entertain someone’s question if they even asked. The paw would rather not be stuck in the shadow of their family and would rather stick out on their own. So far they seemed to be doing such a great job at it since they were the only remaining sibling that was stuck as a paw, besides bleeding. Though with this last lesson they would be a thing of the past soon, jus need patience.

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~ BRIARSPLASH ~
stocky, large, & fluffy dilute gray tortie she-cat with goldish-green eyes; just a scratch | killer aptitude t2
[ shadowclan enforcer | she-cat | 32 moons | abrasive, standoffish, loyal ]

~

"Night-hunting, eh...?"

Briarsplash echoed the word with a huff, glancing around. The moon shone through a bit of clouds, trickling down through the pines and conifers that encircled their home. The Enforcer seemed to contemplate for a moment before nodding to herself, glancing at Wispypaw's expression. "Hmph. Well, ya picked the best time for it," she remarked dryly, though it was a bit more humorous rather than being a scathing comment due to interrupting Briar's bedtime. For some reason, she wasn't as peeved about it today, though you could blame it on the fact that she hadn't been fully asleep yet. "C'mon... I can give you some pointers."

Flicking her tail, the stocky she-cat relented and led way out of camp, ducking through the entrance and padding out into the forest beyond. She padding briskly, but not running; the night was young, they weren't in any of a rush, and she had to think about where she wanted to take Wispypaw.

Making sure that the apprentice was following, Briarsplash came to a halt in a small clearing, surrounded by the pines and tall trees she knew well by now. Pausing to sniff, the air, the Enforcer took a moment to recall her own training and the happenings of the forest at night.

"I'm sure you know this by now, but some critters are more active in the day, 'n others at night," she began, her voice a light rasp on the wind. It wasn't too cold since it was newleaf, but the night still had some briskness to it. She fluffed out her fur and continued. "So besides everything being in the dark, that's night-hunting's main difference: what prey comes out, as well as predators. We're not the only ones who like to hunt in the night."

As she spoke, an owl hooted overhead. Tipping up her chin to watch the large bird up in a branch far away, Briarsplash hummed, thinking of what they might find. "Owls 'n bats like to fly around more at night because some prey, like mice and rats, get far more bold once the sun goes down. Raccoons and skunks are more active now, too, and sometimes foxes. You gotta be aware of those because they'll either impede your hunting, or in some cases—like foxes—try to get the jump on you, too, if they're annoyed. Or if you strayed too close to a den."

She stopped there for a moment, waiting to see if Wispypaw had any questions or thoughts before Briarsplash got into technique.

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Wispypaw
I make bad decisions, bad decisions
+ she/her[they/them to those she has told] + Heightened Perception [hearing, active] + Shadow fiend + Kitty softpaw t2 + Blind

Thank god they did because they normally couldn’t tell when it was day or night. Well they could tell when it’s day for sure if the sun was out and they got cooked by the heat. But they tended to ignore that part and forget when times have changed. Wispypaw almost had a remark to throw back, something along the lines of crying then a river. They’ve had their alone time and nap time cut short because of nosy numskulls. Yet they kept their mouth shut, no need to go instigating stuff when they needed this done and over with.

Without any other word besides a grunt they followed after the scent of the enforcer. The apprentice nearly ran into the back of the older but came to a halt in time. That would of been embarrassing for them, showing that they weren’t paying well enough attention. ”Not only aware of it but one would be smart to have common sense about it” came their snide reply. If the other was seeking a response they got it if not, here comes the end of the world. They were never one to keep their remarks to themselves for long.

The hooting startled them for a brief moment but hopefully not enough to be noticeable. They weren’t exactly expecting for a predator to just show up and make themselves known. The last thing Wispypaw wanted was to deal with an overgrown rat, that’s a sure answer. ” say if someone managed to kill said fox or owl do you suppose that the clan could eat them? They are tech a food source… just over sized.” it would give them food for days depending on if someone wasn’t being a total fatty.

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