Take me out to the ball game [ Training ]

[Spider]

»»—— ► Fishpaw| Shc | She/Her | Apprentice ◄——««

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[ @Daragca ]

Fishpaw need some training and she was going to get it, but who to go ask and get training from? Scanning the clearing she noticed a white and black pelt of a tom, the young scared apprentice walked towards him a flicker in her deep green eyes as she stood in front of him her orange and cream tail raised high. “ Hello she chirped her small fangs poking out from under her upper lip as she greeted the tom “ Could you maybe teach me something? she asked tilting her head to the left slightly awaiting the warriors response, she hoped he would teach her just about anything, she was just made an apprentice at the meeting so she was eager to learn

[Daragca]

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Owlthroat
he/him | Shadowclan Warrior | 42 moons
Killer Aptitude T3 - Just A Scratch - Silver Tongue T2
The Dancing Bird

He seemed to be a magnet for apprentice’s as of late. Yet again he found another standing in front of him, he recognized her vaguely as Fishpaw. Newly apprenticed, the one who’d been attacked by a fox, that much was evident from the scarring. A frown crossed his maw, reckless. But who was he to judge, he’d been reckless in his youth. Just better at getting away with it on the whole.

”Owlthroat.” He dipped his head introducing himself, idly flicking the dust from his tail. He wasn’t in the greatest of moods, sleepless nights from squabbling kits. Being a father was harder than he thought, the worry alone ate him alive.

”Flaying, sound good? Owlthroat’s yellow teeth poked through with a crooked curl of his lips. That’d cheer him up, as long as she wasn’t too squeamish.

[ @Spider ]