Faster than rabbits!

[sleepyyjax]

Shrikepaw
she/her - 6 moons

Boring, boring, BORIIIIING. That's how it felt staying in camp. She hadn't been out since her last patrol, and it was eating away at her. She needed to get out! And! She needed to learn! As did her littermates - she could see Coldpaw in the clearing, and she just had to be bored too.

Nothing a little pestering couldn't fix. All she needed to do was pick a cat, any cat, and get 'em to take the two for a lesson. Her eyes skimmed the clearing, searching for her victim. There were a decent few cats about, though none really stuck out to her - except, maybe - who was that? Was he not the uh... The uh, the really important guy - the whatsit-thingy. Hm. No better way to find out than to ask. "Psst, Coldpaw." She started, "come with me! I'm gonna grab a guy, and he's gonna give us a lesson!" Uh, of course, that's a totally normal thing to throw that on your sibling out of the blue - duh.

She trotted up to the tom, as if she knew him already, "Hello!" She greeted him with a wide-eyed grin. "Would YOU like to give me and my sister a lesson? Please? OH And. What is your name?" Perhaps she was still learning social cues. Or perhaps this was a totally normal and non-questionable way to greet a new cat. Shrikepaw thought the latter.

@Mica
@Estelle

[Mica]

Hawkfur
WindClan Fury
he/him | 61 moons
[Russet tabby with tuxedo markings and sky-blue eyes]
Purrks: Flock Together T3, Killer Aptitude T1
Header by @/wingnettle
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Hanged Man ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Shrikepaw - @sleepyyjax ] [Coldpaw - @Estelle ]
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Hawkfur looked down as a grey scrap of fur called for his attention, his fluffy chest framing his white muzzle. "Oh hey, kiddo!" Shrikepaw, if he wasn't mistaken. With Coldpaw nearby, somewhere. Twilightstar's kits. He'd forgotten they were apprentices, but it seemed like they were looking for... "A lesson? Aw well sure, mate. What do you want to learn? Er, anything except tunneling. And I'm Hawkfur." He smiled blithely at them.

[Estelle]

Coldpaw
[ 7 moon | She / Her | Wc Tunneller Apprentice | Heightened Perception: Touch ]

A lesson? Her head turned around hearing the familiar tone of Shrikepaw's voice from over her shoulder, alerted to follow after her sister's pawsteps.
"He-hey -- !"
She called after Shrikepaw, stumbling in her path as she tried to keep up with the canon of a sibling. Her paws trotted over the ground, feeling the wild patter of her sister's paws and a deep voice nearby. She appeared next to them, ears angling left and right to catch their words. Well, she wasn't one to complain about a lesson.

Hawkfur. The name sounded familiar, she might have heard it around before, but his distinct scent didn't ring any bells (except for maybe a flourish from that one apprentice she met, but Coldpaw pushed it to the back of her mind). What training? Her ear turned towards where she assumed Shrikepaw, pausing a moment before giving her own input.
"...I could do with hunting."
Deadmoon had taught her a crouch, and mumma was teaching her some basics in battle, while Vinesmoke ensured she knew the territory and her tunnelling - hunting would be nice, assuming Shrikepaw shared the sentiment.


[ @sleepyyjax - Shrikepaw | @Mica - Hawkfur ]