(FEATHY) Wildpaw's Training

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Summergaze arrived at Nothern Pine Forest at around Twilight, expecting her apprentice in the morning. 'A way for her to experience all of BoulderClan territory.' She thought. She went to go hunt, catching a squirrel. "It's a shame I can't bring this back to camp," She muttered to herself, eating with small, deinty bites, afraid a clanmate would pop out of the wild undergrowth and assume she hunted for herself before the clan. 'One must need her energy to train one so...hyper.' She thought, chuckling to herself as she saw Wildpaw grow up, hearing about her ideas of "fun". That thought triggered a bunch of memories, flooding all at once until she could grasp one.
It was of her and her brother, Hawkfrost- Hawkpaw then-, wandering through the caves and tunnels of SkyClan. She had been happy, but somehow, confined. She was always restless, drifting to the borders, and feeling a need to cross it and find something...more. One day, she actually did cross, but she got in trouble for it. Her mentor had scolded her many atime for it, telling her it was dangerous and stuff, blahblahblah. But she never listened. One day, she wanted to cross it again, but did not notice a kit following her. Hawkpaw had been ordered to go and retrieve it. As he found his sister and the kit, he became mad. He thought his sister as careless, reckless, foolish. He charged her, trying to show her a lesson. Through that lesson, he tripped over something, and startled a fox that was hunting them. They both went for the kit, killing her in the process. We attacked the fox and then ran. When we came back, they saw blood on Hawkpaw's neck (from the fox), blood around his mouth (he tried to grab it with his mouth) and blood on my paws (I tried to retrieve the kit with my paws), and they automatically assumed. But no matter what, he said it was his fault, and did not blame me. No one for sure had the story, soon they wre making up rumors that Hawkpaw tag-teamed with the fox (they couldn't find the scent of it, it was covered with blood). It was her fault that her brother was blamed for her mistake. It was all her fault, but she was afraid of exile, so she kept her mouth shut. She had hurt her brother, and that tore a deep gash through them. She now thought of him happy, with Scorchgaze, and she smiled a bitter smile, a tear rolling down her face as she thought of the past. Last thing she knew was the crickets singing their song before she fell asleep.

[.feather//oceana.]

xx.//Somewhere down on Fullerton there's a place we used to go to get away from it all.]]

Prey from tree lengths away could hear her approach. The kitten bounded through undergrowth and over rocks and boulders carelessly, humming a tune and prancing along. The mid furred tabby femme could not wait to begin her training. It had been a great adventure for her to journey all the way from camp to the Northern Pine Forest alone, though the young cat was quite dissapointed because she hadn't been able to catch even a single mouse. By now, her stomach was growling with hunger. Despite her hunger, the femme still upheld her usual hyper attitude. Wildpaw hoped desperately that she'd find Summergaze, her mentor soon, so she could eat! The green eyed femme scanned the horizon before spotting Summergaze, dozing off under a pine. Wildpaw smiled from ear to ear and bounded down a slope at full speed, noisly and carelessly. "HAIII, I'M WILDPAW!" she meowed at the top of her lungs, hopefully to awaken her mentor.

xx.//Somewhere down on Fullerton there's a place we used to go to get away from it all.]]

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Summergaze slowly raised her head, examining her surroundings, feeling momentarily confused. She turned to Wildpaw, her brow furrowed. Soon, her expression cleared and she hummed with laughter. "Good morning, Wildpaw. Did you get here okay?" She asked, concerned that her over-active apprentice might have gotten herself into trouble.