| Sprucejumper |
13 Moons - ThunderClan Warrior
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Oh. There she goes. She was definitely starting to live up to that name of hers, what with her eternally sunny disposition. What was more, it seemed that just like him, she was really starting to grow tired of being constantly stuck inside camp. Unfortunately for the apprentice, Sprucejumper had not run into The Boulder, the feline no doubt going left and right with all the chaos going on outside the camp walls. And in all earnest... the chocolate point had no idea how he would even begin to ask a hornet to accompany them so he could train his apprentice. They would probably just tell him to piss off or to train her in camp. He would just as rather skip to the part where he did that without all the yelling, if it was all the same to them.
Shaking his head, knowing full well this was probably not what Sunpaw wanted to hear, he gave his silent answer. He'd considered his options. Despite them being stuck in camp, there was no reason for the tabby to not be able to practice her crouching and stalking. To learn how to be silent as she hunted through the dense underbrush. After all, if she was loud in the relative open ground of the camp, then her hunting in the woods would be pointless. Everything would flee as soon as she stepped foot outside.
"Observe," Sprucejumper mewed, pointing with one solid brown paw up to his eyes, his expression unfazed as he stretched, making sure his limbs were nice and loose before beginning.
He wasn't talkative. Not the way The Boulder was. Not the way most of the star worshipers insisted on being. So instead, he opted for the next best thing. Showing instead of telling. With his limited vocabulary - how could he even begin to explain the intricacies of a hunter's crouch? It was impossible. But he could do it. Slowly. Fluidly. Balance his weight perfectly on the tip of his toes, wiggling them only lightly to ensure he got the paw's attention. Lowering his body to the ground until his belly fur barely grazed the ground. Coiling his hind legs even as he moved forward, tail low as he balanced himself without letting it trail beneath him. Readying for a pounce.
Sprucejumper's movements were slow. Deliberate as he made certain to accentuate every paw lift. Every step. How it all lead towards the inevitable run and leap. The warrior landed on an errand leaf that fluttered before him, scampering away like a frightened mouse. Paw still crushing the leaf beneath it, he turned emotionless half moons upon Sunpaw, a singular ear twitching in a silent command.
Try.
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Kix [Sunpaw]
Re: ThunderClan Clearing
