ThunderClan Territory

[Witchy Madelaine]

[~] @Sneakyfox55; [~]

Linnetwing pressed her tail to his shoulder when she heard him being nervous. "Thats fine. Its your day to choose.", she meowed with a motherly smile. The molly waited for him to respond before they left.

[Sneakyfox55]

@Blissie Bliss

After hesitating, Brightpaw returned her smile. "Thank you. I'm ready to go when you are!"

[Witchy Madelaine]

[~] @Sneakyfox55; [~]

Linnetwing lead her apprentice out into the territory to do their hunting. They wouldn't be hunting too long, but they did need to bring home at least one piece of prey. Once they got deeper into the territory she turned to ber apprentice. "What do you scent?", she asked.

[Slatepaw]

Originally Posted by Blissie Bliss

| @Slatepaw; |

Linnetwing let go of her frustration as she watched the tom climb up the tree. She was impressed by this. She had never really learned to climb tree's so she would never have done it herself. "That was a nice kill. Where did you learn to climb?", she wondered. Linnetwing was going to let loose for a little while.

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Bouncesnarl nodded and followed him. He just so happened to love surprises. He hadn't gotten one in such a long time. His father was the last one who did. "This is one steep hill.", he meowed in his high voice. Bouncesnarl ignored the incline and just went along with it.

The steel coloured male looked down from his place on the branch, dropping the squirrel to the ground and going to leap down, his heavy paws thudding against the earth, "When I was an apprentice, I wanted to be the best at something." He chuckled in reminiscence, "So I practised climbing trees incessantly. " He bowed his head, going to grasp his kill once more.

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Finally, after all the work and the dew-covered paws, the duo got to the peak of the hill. As they settled a top it, the copper coloured tabby grinned at the other before nodding his head towards the hills in the far east. "Tada!" On the horizon, the sun was just beginning to rise, creating a gentle roseying of the sky. His chest rolled in a purr as he moved to sit, rocking from side to side.

[cmdR_Paige]

@Solstice_X

"I-I mean... nevermind. We really should be getting back." Silversky stood with a grunt, her legs shaking. "I have an appointment with Lionwhisker, but don't worry. I'll teach you combat skills soon enough. Now follow me." She flicked her tail and limped off in the direction of the camp.

She didn't get far before she stumbled and fell.

[Solstice_X]

Alarm hit her like a truck as she paused dragging the squirrel to bound over to her mentor. "A-are you okay?" She kind of this a little hesitant stepping around as she eyed the silver she-cat with concern.
@Skye

[Sneakyfox55]

@Blissie Bliss

Brightpaw stopped, lifting his snout slightly to get a good whiff of the air. "I smell a robin, I think," he mewed, "and a vole."

[Witchy Madelaine]

[~] @Sneakyfox55; [~]

Linnetwing heard the robin make its call and the vole shuffling on the ground. The scent of them filled her nose. "very good. Now which on are you going to go for?", she meowed.

[RedHead]

Originally Posted by Ever

Cedarstream felt more relaxed now that the clan had been falling into routine with the changes and that Flintspirit was happy in his position. Guilt prickled at her pelt for acting so brash towards him as she ducked out of the camp and into the woods to meet him. His scent was still fresh, as though he had just gone by not long ago so she followed it quietly. The ground was sudden beneath her paws, but she was pleased to see that most of the snow had melted away now and small sprigs of grass were shooting up. Her bright green eyes glanced upwards to see buds forming along all the tree branches too, new lead was just around the corner. It brought a sigh of relief to the she cat to see the forest regrowing strong. It was a time for fresh starts with the new changes in the clan and forest.

Her eyes dropped back to the train she was following and she tilted her head curiously at the bright coloured thing that sat on the grass. Bending to sniff at it, she could smell the deputy's familiar scent all over it. She trotted ahead a little bit to find another flower dropped. Her pelt felt warm at the thought of him leaving the flowers to guide her, and also flushed with a prickling guilt again. She would have to appologize for her initial reaction and snippiness on their patrol.

She followed along more quickly, eyes bright with wonder as she thought about what he wanted to do, or talk about. She was eager to explain herself, she didn't enjoy the feeling that she might have offended him, or made him feel bad about his choices, not hers.

Unfortunately for him, the sunny rock was just a little bit too comfortable, and Flintspirit was a little bit too tired. So combine the two, and the large blank-furred tomcat could feel himself drifting off, his paw tucked underneath his chin. He eased into a light sleep, his ears stopping in their flicking as his muscles went slack. He just felt so relaxed. He could almost smell the scents of growth that would burst forth within the next few days. But for now, Flintspirit was tired, and he was sleeping. He had a few fleeting thoughts that reminded him he was doing something for someone. But his dozing mind just couldn’t push past that to find out who and what.

[Ever]

Originally Posted by RedHead

Unfortunately for him, the sunny rock was just a little bit too comfortable, and Flintspirit was a little bit too tired. So combine the two, and the large blank-furred tomcat could feel himself drifting off, his paw tucked underneath his chin. He eased into a light sleep, his ears stopping in their flicking as his muscles went slack. He just felt so relaxed. He could almost smell the scents of growth that would burst forth within the next few days. But for now, Flintspirit was tired, and he was sleeping. He had a few fleeting thoughts that reminded him he was doing something for someone. But his dozing mind just couldn’t push past that to find out who and what.

The brown tabby warrior approached on quiet feet as she recognized a familiar pelt in the sun. As she approached though, she realized he was asleep by the soft rise and fall of his large chest. She must have been late in getting here. A rush of hot embarrassment burned her ears as she continued closer with soft steps. He was asleep on a rock, and she really couldn't blame him. The weather was finally warming and it must be such a nice stunning spot.

She tested a white paw up on the stone and shivered at the warmth that she felt. Quickly putting another up, she stood, speaking over the top of the rock, her face popping up over the edge less than a tail length from Flintspirit's whiskers that twitched with sleep. For a moment, she just stayed very quiet as she studied him. He looked so calm and peaceful asleep, the striking tones of black and brown from his mottled fur gleaming in the sun. She felt her pelt prickle again and folded back her ears sheepishly at the emotion she'd caught in her chest while she was around the tom. Her tail flicked uneasily and she gently leaned forward and gently licked his cheek a few times to wake him up, quickly pulling her face back. Her green gaze was seafoam in the sunlight and littered with softness as she watched eagerly for him to stir to waking.

"Hi there sleepyhead." She teased softly.