Master the shadows or let them swallow you whole

[namen_roodles]

Base by Cocoroll, color by Cloverspring
ASHPAW
Shadowclan Apprentice | 6 Moons | A fluffy, pale grey tom with green eyes and a black-tipped tail.
Silver Tongue T1 | Mind Reader
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Yes! He had a new friend and partner for this event!

The grey apprentice darted after Hawkpaw as he sprinted into the forest. Besides, it was better to stick with someone that had already done a territory tour anyway, right? Sounded like a good idea. The beginnings of a great team, Ashtail and Hawkeye. What a story those names could evoke, someday! What kind of adventures would they go on together? Finding new territories for the clan? Avoiding the snapping jaws of predators and slashing claws of rogues?

Oh, Ashpaw already had no idea where they were in the forest. Light fog danced around their paws as they sprinted into the night. Neither one of them stood out in any substantial way in the darkness of dusk and early night. There were plenty of great places, though he did notice a certain bareness to the territory when it came to foliage.

"You think we can use the fog, too?" He asked as they finally slowed down... wherever Hawkpaw had taken them.

@Spookez. (That's what I am assuming, too!)

[Moonraven]

Weepingpaw's ears lifted as he listened to the tom ahead of him talk. He was saying a lot, unfortunately, the apprentice's attention span waned a bit. But he got most of it down. He slid into an easy crouch, he's been practicing since his patrol a bit ago, and worked on creeping forward. His paws were too loud, he noticed when he got spooked by a stick breaking underneath his paws. Upset with himself, Weepingpaw repositioned himself and tried the stalk walk again.

It really wasn't all that different than when he was creeping during hunting, don't make noise, don't let the prey smell you, and so on. Weepingpaw bent so that his belly brushes the ground and kept his head as low as possible, so that his chin nearly touches the ground. His movement in control bursts, his paws didn't come down as heavy as he slowed down his stalk, but he faintly wondered if he was moving too slow.

Annoyed, the apprentice turned and watched as one of the others vanished into the shadows. Wait, so they didn't have to practice; they could just play in the shadows? Weepingpaw hadn't lost track of what the warrior had been saying after he started practicing on his own. Deciding to follow the other apprentice's lead, Weepingpaw dropped into a more comfortable crouch and merged into the cold embrace of the darkness near a large tree, finding a delightful comfort in the shadows.

[alec]

ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan enforcer | purrks ]
⤷ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ mid 20s | large & lean ˗ ★
~ the eclipse ~

✧˖ °. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁‧₊˚ ☾. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁˖°✧

rookfire padded back into camp, barely dropping off the fruits of his labour when flytail stepped into the center of camp once more. it appeared his event was finally taking place and even though rookfire had been thoroughly displeased by the way the older cat had handled it, he was curious enough to move closer.

moving soundlessly yada yada almost like that was the whole dang point of the game. seriously why would anyone need that explanation. alright i appeared as if flytail was going the 'teach everyone here the basics before even specifying anything about the game' sure. rook took the opportunity to make himself comfortable, sandpaper tongue running through his dark fur repeatedly in an attempt to remove the disshevlement caused by today. while the basics of stealth went in one ear and out the other, rook considered the two parts of the game.

it was simple to desire to be placed in the role of the hunter, but he couldnt help but feel like being the prey may provide more improvement. they wouldnt act like regular prey would, but if you know the way your hunter acts you can change your own hunting behaviour to correct dead giveaways. that was honestly more promising, even without taking the use of such training into account against the other clans.

rookfire yawned, angular head turned skywards, watching the red and yellow clouds hide the last rays of sun.

"you didnt assign anyone groups" he spoke up blankly, cool grey eyes resting on flytail. he wasnt moving, getting into position as flytail had called it.

[ @Tallstar ]