bestow your wisdom upon me ol' great mistle [ p ]

[wolfie]

➜ #GUTSPAW
it . . teeth . . bite
spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes; huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - currently has black nail caps on
[ ╰┈➤ @Mica ] // takes place before the evacuation

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Eleven moons old with no proper training session was a horrendous, pathetic look. Didn't matter what excuses they had, Gutspaw could not absolutely stand being behind. If it had to threaten a warrior to get some starsdammned training around here so be it! Well, okay that was only if asking didn't work in the first place.

Besides, the feline knew the perfect candidate to harass, er - talk to. She had seemed more tolerant of apprentices. Gutspaw also liked her eyehole. Interesting to look at. Really interesting to know how much could fit in it. Maybe when she was sleeping. Wait, getting off-track. Focus, Guts.

The feline looked around the camp for the short-furred she-cat before bite's gaze landed on her. Ever so slowly it started to take a step and a step closer, pawsteps as quiet as teeth could make them. Approaching a warrior behind was asking to get clawed but it was decent stealth practice.

"Mistlewhisker, " Gutspaw spoke lowly once it was decently close, taking a step out from behind her. "Er, " right, now the asking part. It despised asking for things. "A - are you, uh, busy -?" It fidgeted with its paws awkwardly, clearly beginning to regret this. Maybe Mistlewhisker was a bad choice. It had just went with the most familiar warrior. Or uh, deputy now actually.

"Iwaswonderingifyouwouldteachmehowtohuntsincebitte rbanetriedbutheabsolutelysuckedatit, " It blurted out quickly, ears flattened to its head. "Its fine if you're busy and can't. If you're not busy though, and you say no, you may or may not end up with worms in your nest. Not saying I would, but I am saying karmically speaking I think saying no to an apprentice in dire need would cause you to have horrible luck. Worm-in-the-nest type of luck." Wow, bite discovered a new thing about itself. The apparent quirk of not being able to ask something of someone without cringing and overcompensating. Fun.

At least Gutspaw had covered up the threat. It was more of an indirect one.

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye (left gouged out)]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Gutspaw - @wolfie ]
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One of Mistlewhisker's many new duties as deputy was to ensure the training of apprentices went smoothly, and no one was left as an apprentice beyond the normal age range. Harder than it sounded, but the deputy had a lot of practice training many apprentices at once, often taking up training for three, four apprentices at a time if they asked for specific training from her. She rather liked training, and more often than not found apprentices to be less annoying than most warriors.

So even though the deputy was now busy with supposed prophecies, war on the horizon, and catching a stars-damned cannibal... Mistlewhisker was still inclined to answer as Gutspaw approached her, asking in a vaguely threatening manner for her to take bite hunting.

The large feline nodded, beckoning with her tail for it to follow her out into the territory. Mistlewhisker had to admit, she had missed the strange apprentice. Goopywhisker had become the closest thing to a son she could have, and he was bite's brother. Mistlewhisker did not find Gutspaw's behavior or questions to be unnerving, even if they were morbid. She appreciated its blunt nature and maturity. When it wasn't sneaking out of camp and collecting sap for some mystery project, that was.

Bringing it out into the territory, Mistlewhisker settled for a simple clearing not too far from camp. "We will start with the crouch. You said Bitterbane did not train you properly--show me what they taught you."

[wolfie]

➜ #GUTSPAW
it . . teeth . . bite
spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes; huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - currently has black nail caps on
[ ╰┈➤ @Mica ]

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In retrospect, perhaps indirect threats were the way to go. This was not what Gutspaw had expected so, the look of bewilderment plastered across teeth's expression was plain as day. "Really? You swear to it?" It repeated, blinking at Mistlewhisker once and then twice. Huh. She was .. simply leading it out of camp. Just like that. A sudden glint appeared in bite's eyes, a look of determination & excitement. Quickly, it bounced after the deputy and out into the territory.

Eyes darted about, looking for anything it could use. Sap was great, but its cobwebs had lost most of its stickyness. Decent for padding but ,, really, what Gutspaw would love to grab is a few cattails. They had incredible fluff inside them. Oo, maybe if it could go near the ThunderClan border there were a few fallen acorns. It was a bit early, but you never knew.

It was only when Mistlewhisker came to a halt and Gutspaw right about walked straight into her that bite's thoughts dispersed. It shook its head back and forth, stepping a few pawsteps back before looking back up to her. "Right, uh - yeah, if we're being honest it was lest of a training session and more like.. a brief trip outside of camp, " It snorted, maybe Gutspaw was being rude but bloody hell.

Nonetheless, it dropped into a crouch that at first glance may be able to pass as decent but under further inspection it kept its body far too close to the ground with teeth's paws firmly bunched together; teeth's tail was stuck out straight and low to the ground. "...is this alright?" It asked, albeit more quieter than it usually did - eyes looking up to Mistlewhisker with a certain bit of vulnerability that could be missed. A part of them could not help but seek approval at times; foolishly so. It knew that, but still that part relented.

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
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[Gutspaw - @wolfie ]
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Mistlewhisker closed her eye, and the time span that might have been a regular blink to most cats she managed to calm the frustration at the ineptitude of the warriors of this clan.

As Gutspaw dropped into a crouch and looked up to her for approval, she was suddenly reminded of Squirrelpaw. The deputy wordlessly nudged bite's legs out a bit, helping to distribute its balance better. "Relax your tail," she commented, "let it flow with your body naturally. It will help you keep your balance." She inspected teeth's form again. "Keep your body higher off the ground. Your stomach fur should be barely brushing the ground. Too close, and you drag the forest floor with you. Too far, and you're too visible by prey."

[wolfie]

➜ #GUTSPAW
it . . teeth . . bite
spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes; huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - currently has black nail caps on
[ ╰┈➤ @Mica ]

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The frustrating thing about owning a furbag that operated out of your own control at times meant one couldn't stop it wanting to flinch away. It hadn't even been able to speak about it. Gutspaw had been expecting for the deputy to comment on what it needed to improve instead of fixing it herself. It was easy to miss, the retracting back before immediately correcting it becoming stiff as a board. Teeth didn't speak, didn't offer an apology - only averted bite's gaze momentarily.

Gutspaw tried to match what Mistlewhisker said wordlessly. It relaxed its tail, standing up just an inch more so its fur no longer brushed against the grass. The words played back in its mind. "Cool, can I try uh, pouncin' now?" Its gaze dragged across the landscape, searching for a target but - well, they seemed a bit too bland. Also, jumping on a rock? Noo, thank you.

Besides, it needed to get practice jumping at cats in general. .. The idea brought the slightest hints of a mischievous grin to teeth's lips as they looked at Mistlewhisker again. It was a warning. If the deputy said yes, Gutspaw would push itself off the ground and leap at her with a cheeky grin.

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Gutspaw - @wolfie ]
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In the time it took Grousepaw to fully settle into bite's crouch, Mistlewhisker had retrieved her trusty pinecones. It seemed she wouldn't need them, however, as Gutspaw grinned at her with clear intent of leaping at her. She raised a brow and pushed the pinecones away, settling her tail over her paws. "Go for it." She meowed, eye trained on bite. If teeth got close enough, odds were teeth was going to get a blow to the shoulders to knock bite down. It would be a fun lesson indeed, then.

[I'm so sorry this is so short :sob:]

[wolfie]

ⵌ ➜ #GUTSPAW
˗ˏˋ ✮ it . teeth . bite . ˎˊ˗　
small spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes. has a huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - notch in left ear.

❝HIGH ACHIEVER, DON'T YOU SEE? BABY, NOTHING COMES FOR FREE !!❞

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『 彡 ➜ @Mica 』
Its attention was grabbed away by the sudden manifestation of pinecones. Did, did she just manifest them out of thin air? It sure seemed like it. Perhaps Mistlewhisker had more tricks weaved through her fur than it had expected. And then she was pushing them away, Gutspaw frowned. did she expect something was amiss? That was far from cool. It wasn't fun if she knew. Its expression slipped into something more controlled, thoughtful. Teeth's gaze flickered back towards her, "'Kay, " it mewed, turning towards the pinecones.

It leapt at them - but the tabby didn't stop there. It skidded towards the side, sending a few flying before launching itself once more but this time at Mistlewhisker's side. Paws outstretched to try and land on her back.

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⸝⸝⊂➜﹒silk spinner ✮ kitty softpaws ⊃⸝⸝

❝THEY SAY I'M A CONTROL FREAK - DRIVEN BY A GREED TO SUCCEED !!❞

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Gutspaw - @wolfie ]
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For a moment, it seemed as though Gutspaw had changed bite's mind about attacking her. Ah, her mistake. It had wanted it to be a surprise. She went to reach for one of the pine cones to bring it out for bite, but suddenly the apprentice was moving, lunging for the cones only to wheel away and leap for her back. The deputy's brows shot towards her ears and she barely managed to duck, Gutspaw slamming into her side. She rolled away, a small smirk on her face. How fun.

Mistlewhisker leapt up, closing the distance between them and then leaping over bite, landing on their other side. She chuckled lowly. "If you wished for battle training, you need have only said." They could of course continue this game, but that hardly counted as hunting training.

[I love bite so bad :sob:]

[wolfie]

ⵌ ➜ #GUTSPAW
˗ˏˋ ✮ it . teeth . bite . // thirteen moons ˎˊ˗　
small spiky-furred black tabby with striking icy blue eyes. has a huge fluffy tail & a few scars in the shapes of bite-marks - notch in left ear.

❝HIGH ACHIEVER, DON'T YOU SEE? BABY, NOTHING COMES FOR FREE !!❞

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『 彡 ➜ @Mica 』 hehe i love mistle & their dynamic sm
Unfortunately, its paws only landed on the ground. Gutspaw let out a startled yelp as bite suddenly got a mouthful of black fur, jerking back - and woosh! Mistlewhisker was gone and instead on the other side of it. It spun around, its expression completely blank. Unreadable. At least, that was what bite was attempting to do but its pupil had grown to the point little blue actually shown through. Instead, void eyes stared back at the deputy.

In Gutspaw defense, sparring was so much more fun when your opponent was a breathing, living cat. It wasn't like a stump was any entertaining. Now this? Exhilarating. "Psh, they require a similar enough skillset. It's like, I'm huntin' a badger. I'm even practicing my uh, pouncing on a moving target. Besides, I do need battle training. We're beating two birds with one stone here, trust, " It reassured with a toothy grin, nodding its head up and down self-assuredly.

Seemed like a fool-proof plan here. A little bit more practice, and then maybe it could go on an actual hunting trp. For now,,

The apprentice's gaze flickered across Mistlewhisker's form, a plan beginning to form in its head. Unfortunately for bite, Gutspaw's tail was beginning to quiver erratically with excitement to their unknowing. Its eyes widened slightly, a plan finally clicking into place. Its tail became still, in fact teeth became completely utterly unmoving — frozen — before suddenly it was kicking into action.

Literally. Gutspaw kicked up dirt in an attempt to great a shroud of dust to distract Mistlewhisker before launching itself through and leaping at her front.

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⸝⸝⊂➜﹒silk spinner ✮ kitty softpaws ✮ bewitched ⊃⸝⸝

❝THEY SAY I'M A CONTROL FREAK - DRIVEN BY A GREED TO SUCCEED !!❞

[Mica]

Mistlewhisker
ShadowClan Deputy
she/her | 40 moons
[Large black cat with a half white muzzle and a pale green eye]
Purrks: Beefed Up T3, Shadow Fiend, Mind Reader
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Chariot ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
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[Gutspaw - @wolfie ]
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Well, bite was right about that. Usually with training, she assumed her pupils had little knowledge, and that the basics must be gone through. Mistlewhisker had a set way to teach, and stuck to it like cobwebs to an ear. The only time she had deviated was with Grousepaw, and that had hardly counted since she had tricked him into "training" with her in the first place. Plus, he had been reassigned to Mossfreckle not long after their single spar. But Gutspaw... perhaps learning the traditional way was not for bite. That grated on Mistlewhisker's nerves a little, but she understood. Perhaps she could take this as an opportunity to learn, herself.

Pushing past the rising frustration, the deputy studied the apprentice. After several heartbeats of silence, Mistlewhisker opened her mouth to accept it's perspective on the matter, only all she got was a mouthful of dust. She sputtered, eye blinking the particles away, before a weight suddenly slammed into her front.

Mistlewhisker reached up with her paw, bringing it down hard onto the shoulders of her attacker to hopefully catch bite off balance and send bite thudding to the ground.