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Post by mercury on Nov 5, 2007 18:45:36 GMT -5
the sleek black young tom slowly swaggered to the center claring. It was lined with a bitter layer of snow. It stung his paws, bitign into the delicate flesh like a thousand tiny pricking needles. But it left Ravenpaw unpahsed. he walked with confidence and meaning in his stride. it was obvious he wasn's meanderign around. He came beneath the cliff outlook of the camp, where the leader would sit and let out a sounding yowl. if no one was going to welcome him here he would welcome himself, as a new appretnice needing a mentor.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 5, 2007 18:55:10 GMT -5
Mustangstar lifted his muzzle from the thrush he had been eating. The brown and white tom swiped a pink tounge over his white maw and stood, padding towards the den entrance. Mustangstar exited his den, coming face to face with Ravenpaw. The curiousity of which Mustangstar felt was reflected in his eyes as he meowed a greeting. "You called out. Is there a problem you need to discuss with me?"
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Post by mercury on Nov 5, 2007 19:04:26 GMT -5
the shy tom looked up at Mustangstar, suddenly feeling very confronted. He shrank back a step. He pered up at the big tom, considering his question.
''yessir. I have been apprenticed but i am in need of a mentor. i'm, well, rather eager i suppose.''
he explained the best he could hoping, vainly, he didn't sound foolish.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 5, 2007 19:08:25 GMT -5
Blue orbs shined with understanding as Mustangstar smiled down at Ravenpaw. "Of course, you can not become a warrior if there is no one to mentor you." The small but muscular tom turned and lept gracefully to the top of the High Ledge, laying down on top of its flat surface to stare down at Ravenpaw. "In this matter, I can personally mentor you Ravenpaw." Mustangstar purred.
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Post by mercury on Nov 5, 2007 19:12:30 GMT -5
His eyes sparkeld with excitment and pride. It seemed special to be mentored by the leader of the clan. A warm purr welled in his throat. He stood up and gave his pelt a nervous lick. he returned his gaze to look back at his mentor.
''and when do we begin?''
he asked excitedly.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 5, 2007 19:16:33 GMT -5
"You are eager." Mustangstar purred, more or less to himself. The tom stood and lept back down from the High Ledge, meowing in response, "We can begin as soon as possible."
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Post by mercury on Nov 5, 2007 19:19:05 GMT -5
as the leader walked off a few paces Ravenpaw trailed hesitantly behind him, waiting for instructions or to be led somewhere. (and my muse sucks)
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Post by Brambles on Nov 5, 2007 19:21:16 GMT -5
OOC: That's okay lol.
BIC: Mustangstar stopped and mulled to himself thoughtfully, meowing, "You tell me. Would you rather go out and begin training your battle moves, or explore the territory and it's borders?" Mustangstar turned towards Ravenpaw, waiting silently for an answer from the sleek pelted black tom.
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Post by mercury on Nov 5, 2007 19:23:38 GMT -5
''well we should proboally start with the borders as i haven't seen them yet.''
he said with an easy shurg. his eyes scanned the lands hopefully and he inaled, trying to catch any scents on the breeze.
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Post by Brambles on Nov 5, 2007 19:26:01 GMT -5
The regal leader nodded, agreeing. "Alright, we can begin immediatly, or you may get some fresh-kill to give yourself some energy for the travel." Mustangstar meowed. The tom flexed out curved, ivory claws, sinking them into the ground as he stretched our slender limbs. "It's your choice."
OOC: If you want, I can start another thread in the territories to post in.
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Post by mercury on Nov 5, 2007 19:29:02 GMT -5
(ok thats fine. he doesn't need food. lol)
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