RiverGaze
Despite being released, the tom makes no effort to get up aside from lifting his head to look over to the approaching cats. He fails to recognize anyone. Had he really been gone that long? "...I really am not an outsider" He repeats, hesitating. "I just...I got lost following a weird scent" He attempts again, his voice quiet as a wave of humiliation at admitting such a ridiculous reasoning overwhelmed his senses. "...I got ahead of myself wanting to figure out what it was and wandered off too far.
Orange and Black Mottled Tom with Blue Eyes - He/Him - 25 Moons - RiverClan
Fallenspirit watched as the queen, although slightly clumsily, caught another vole. "Great job," he purred. "I know you've been out of practice a bit, but just try to keep a little stability next time," he mewed. The tom gave her a warm smile, as to let her know he wasn't trying to be a mentor or to scold her, just a friend trying to help.
NettleSnout nods softly, slowly getting back to her paws and placing the vole between them. “Alright, mind holding onto this for me while i try again?” She purred not taking his advice negatively at all rather more excited to try again as if she were that eager apprentice those many moons ago.
Orange and Black Mottled Tom with Blue Eyes - He/Him - 26 Moons - RiverClan
The tom smirked and nodded, picking up the vole as the queen turned back to try again. He was having more fun than he had in a long time, all with a queen he had just met nonetheless. He watched her curiously.
NettleSnout purred before quickly turning back, and lowering herself into a crouch focusing more on how she shifted her weight between her paws before swiveling her ears to listen for movement while holding her own breath. Her ears pinned forward and slowly she crept, focusing on stealth and as suggested balance.
Again she managed to snag a little shrew, but this time her focus helped her and came out with better results though. She looked back to him her chest puffed a little in pride, “Better?” Her focus wasn’t on the prey she caught but weither or not she fixed her mistake. Picking up the shrew and bringing it back to their new formed pile.
Orange and Black Mottled Tom with Blue Eyes - He/Him - 26 Moons - RiverClan
Fallenspirit purred and gave the she-cat a happy gaze. "Great job," he purred as he walked up to Nettlesnout. He was thrilled that she could hunt again, and that she was a competent hunter.
RiverGaze
Despite being released, the tom makes no effort to get up aside from lifting his head to look over to the approaching cats. He fails to recognize anyone. Had he really been gone that long? "...I really am not an outsider" He repeats, hesitating. "I just...I got lost following a weird scent" He attempts again, his voice quiet as a wave of humiliation at admitting such a ridiculous reasoning overwhelmed his senses. "...I got ahead of myself wanting to figure out what it was and wandered off too far.
BluebellWhisker was obviously confused and overwhelmed by everything. It all happened so fast, she just stood there.. Eyes blank. Are you really an outsider? she meowed and looked him in the eye.
┆彡 black-furred tall & sinewy tom with vitiligo resulting in white speckles covering his fur; heavily scarred across his entire body, missing half his left ear. his eyes are a light cloudy amber due to his blindness --- has protruding fangs that overlap his bottom lip & walks with a prominent limp. smells like spicy citrus with an underlying petrichor scent. speaks in a low & raspy monotone voice. ✮
➺ wormbite listened to the apprentice beside him — their movements, the sound of water splashing and the lack of a fish thrashing about on the ground. he showed no disappointment, only giving a small nod of his head. his tail reached out to brush against seapaw's back and shoulders to assess his posture, "relax your shoulders, tension slows you down, " he recommended, pulling his tail back. ah, how he wish he had his sight back for the sole fact he would no longer have to use touch to see instead.
"different cats fish in different ways. if the cupping motion does not seem comfortable for you, you can use your claws to get a deeper grip to buy yourself some time to drag it quickly out of the water. ,, as if you are digging, " he would attempt to explain in detail, "but yes, try again, " wormbite finished.
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The prey pile was looking scare and Adderstrike wanted to change things up so she dragged two cats along with her. Sharkhail being one of them who didn't seem to want to come but came anyways. When they were decently far away from camp she looked to the others. "Alright lets go find something to snag!"
@Sunstreak bit lazy sorry
Floodsight ✦ RiverClan Warrior | 28 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T3 ; empty slot
A small ahem and a familiar voice appeared beside her. Whoever could it be other than the pesky ball of sunshine she'd once mentored. Wow, do kids grow up fast. Either that, or she'd just been away for too long, but this ball of fur had the look of someone who went through quite a crisis. Mayhap? Or he just took a few tumbles in his sleep. But then again, leaf-bare must have been tough for the clan and lots of trouble on the clan's mind.. However much Floodsight wished she'd been there to help, there's no use in putting too much thoughts in past regrets and just pick up the present to focus on the future. The silverish warrior eyes softened when Aspenpaw had approached her. A little bit hesitant, but also well rested enough to pick up their playful banter from their mentor/apprentice days. "Still haven't learned fishing yet? Taking quite a few moons, ain't it?"
She says this but she's sure the little one had been working hard on becoming a warrior. If anyone works hard, it would, of course, be this this one. Floodsight gave him a soft, playful bump on the side and spoke in her still raspy-ish voice encouragingly, "Come on. Let's go brush up your skills and you can give me retour of the territory. And tell how've you been, yeah?"
Aspenpaw lead the way through the territory, the snow had begun to melt and was almost completely gone! It was strange how quickly the landscape had gone from endless white deep mounds of cold snow to not a single mound of snow in sight and just mud. Aspenpaw didn't mind the change, he actually liked mud more than he did the snow. Snow was cold and mud was well sticky, slippery, wet.bit reminded him of water and he liked water. By now he was certain the rivers weren't as frozen as before which means there shouldn't be too much trouble with fishing.
”Oh yeah so as you know, Stromstar died to Coyotes and Owlstar took her place as leader. Can't say I'm too happy with the change, I kinda wish stormstar stuck around longer. We've been swapping leaders every few moons and not gonna lie- I wouldn't be surprised if sunheart takes up the role before Greenleaf arrives. Uh no offence towards Miss Owls though. She's pretty cool and tough, I'm just sayin” seriously he didn't doubt Owlstar as a leader but then again he didn't doubt Stromstar either and yet she ended up dead quicker than anyone had anticipated and seeing how things were going it seemed like a trend. Other than the leaders shifting and the new deputy he wasn't too sure what else had changed, he hadn't really been paying too much attention to that. ”u-uh sunheart is deputy now and berryshine is the sole medicine cat, cobwebfern was exiled and I can't remember what for. Something about thunderclan. Anyway other than that there isn't too much clan news I can think of! As for how my training’s been going- can't say I've been too productive. I got a new mentor after you went missing and then it all went downhill from there.” Aspenpaw had no intention on elaborate from there, about how he went into a funk over being “abandoned” again. How he had become just like the warrior he loathed at the time, Seabreeze and had spent day and night sleeping like a lazy fart and not doing anything at all.
”I mean I hope to get things back on track now, Seabreeze talked with me and well I'm gonna actually start trying again. Put that whole useless few moons behind me y’know– anyway what have you been up to for the last few moons or uh how're ya settling back in?”
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