Hillstrider
ShadowClan
he/him | 21 moons
[Big fluffy orange tabby with yellow eyes]
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Sun ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Ravenheart - @RavenHeart_ ]
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Hillstrider stared intensely at the prey pile, canting his head left, then right, then left again, only to go back to the right. Mouse, or vole. Mouse... or vole. Same size, similar taste, yet such a difficult choice. The orange tom huffed. He should just grab one and go. Either way, he got his meal and he could settle for the night! But... what if...
Oh! Here was a great idea; what if he ate neither! That way he couldn't be upset he didn't have one or the other! Excellent idea, Hillstrider! The young warrior snagged a blackbird, trotting cheerfully away with it to a nice open spot in camp. The drone of night insects hung over the clearing, the four large cedar trees above glinting with fireflies. Every time Hillstrider went out into the territory, he was struck by the beauty of this territory. He had never taken the time to admire their new camp since the move, and now that he did he was astonished.
Moving his gaze from the trees, Hillstrider spotted a vaguely familiar pelt off to the side. He squinted, trying to recognize the face. Er... Raven.. something, right? Well, no time to learn like the present!! "Yo!" He called over to the cat. "My dude! Come share with me!" The possibility of being rejected and embarrassed didn't even occur to him, a sunshiny smile plastered on his fluffy face.
“Hm..” Pondpaw let out a soft hum, her whiskers twitching thoughtfully. “You said you don’t know where your mentor went?”
The mackerel tabby’s eyes narrowed. “My mentor is Tuftedtusk, and he’s great. If you’d like, I can talk with him and Dawnstar about you training with us for the time being. Is that alright?”
Rainpaw simply shuffled on her paws, glancing towards the entrance before at Pondpaw again. While she appreciated the offer, she wasn't sure if she'd be willing to take it. Outwardly, Rainpaw would offer a simple smile, flicking her tail tip with thought. How should she play this? "Yeah. My grandma will probably reassign me, but she'd know who would be best for me. I guess an Enforcer is as good as it'd get, right?"
The black and white she-cats voice shook at the sentences. She didn't want to disappoint more cats. Tuftedtusk probably didn't know she even existed! Why meet him just to let him down? She wouldn't. It was decided.
Lostpaw yawned as she curled up and watched the camp, she felt detached a bit, no mentor and all...maybe she should ask to go out on a patrol...that be okay...yeah but who?
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