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Post by ripped. on Mar 30, 2009 20:33:35 GMT -5
He had raced ahead of his mentor, eager to begin today's training session. His ginger fur blended incredibly with the sand, and as he ran he resembled a younger version of the cat he once was, in a past life. Amber audits were alight and glowing with a light like the sun.
Phoenixpaw reached a spot, deeming it the perfect spot to train for today. He whirled around and bent his forelegs so his head was low to the ground, his rear and tail in the air, eagerly awaiting Opalstone. A smile was on his maw, showing his teeth, and his tail was swinging back and forth.
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Post by Amber on Mar 30, 2009 20:42:08 GMT -5
Opalstone laughed softly as her apprentice dashed ahead. She didn't speed up her pace, instead continuing to walk briskly until she reached where he stood. Narrowing her eyes playfully, she asked him, "Someone's eager today, are we?" Giving him an innocent look, she stared a moment before pouncing and getting the better of him, pinning him down.
"Always be ready for an attack!" she commented. She didn't care if he had been ready or not; it always was fun to tease her apprentice. She felt..an odd connection to him, anyhow.
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Post by ripped. on Mar 30, 2009 20:51:47 GMT -5
Phoenixpaw let out an oomph as he was pinned, and he squirmed under Opalstone. "Hey, that's not fair!" he exclaimed, but in a rather playful manner as he used a forepaw to bat her in the face with a sheathed paw, and pushed her off with his hind legs.
Quickly scrambling to his feet, he pounced, meaning to land on her shoulders, but he had instead landed on the ground beside her. He growled to himself, annoyed he couldn't get this quite right.
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Post by Amber on Mar 30, 2009 20:56:26 GMT -5
Opalstone flicked her tail to beckon him to follow her as she padded a little farther away. She didn't exactly have a reason, but it gave her a reason to take Phoenixpaw's mind off his failure to perform the move. "How do you want to train today?" she asked him, "Hunting...the warrior code..." this part was said with a slight laugh. "..or fighting?" She was pretty sure she knew the answer. Eyes flashing with understanding, she plopped down on her haunches, curling her tail around her paws. It would help hide her tensed muscles - she never really did let her guard down..
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Post by ripped. on Mar 30, 2009 21:07:43 GMT -5
Phoenixpaw was a little puzzled as to why she gave a chuckle when she mentioned learning about the warrior code. He followed her as she walked a little, thinking over what he wanted to train. He didn't really want to hunt, so not that. "Do you think..I don't know if this really counts as training, but can you tell me about the Clans, not so much the warrior code? Like, what they're like, or history, or something like that, and then we can practice fighting?" Phoenixpaw tried to hide his embarrassment of choosing probably a boring choice, but he was curious about the other Clans. Plus he didn't want to embarrass himself again with messing up another fighting manuvere. (sp?)
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Post by Amber on Mar 30, 2009 21:24:23 GMT -5
Opalstone nodded. "Er...okay." She pondered. "I'll tell you about some DuneClanners..." Pausing, she began listing off some recent DuneClanners. "There was Amberheart..." she mumbled, "She was born a loner, but ended up being one of the bravest warriors, only because she was willing to sacrifice herself for another cat...for all the Clans. She was best friends with an AshClanner. Brambleface." She looked up a the sky. "Er...oh yes. She died fighting for her, and asked to be buried alongside her. And then when she died, all the cats just turned around and...stopped. They stopped fighting." She stopped and waited for effect. "And her sister, Stormstar...she died recently...she was...my mother..." But then she trailed off. This subject was touchy. Besides...
Eyes flashing mischeviously, she mewed, "You know what, how about we skip to Phoenixfire? Or as I should call him, Phoenixstar. You look a lot like him, you know. And act like him, too." Smiling, she added, "He was a great leader, leading the Clan through many battles and overall probably DuneClan's best. Of course, my opinion might be biased - no offense to my mother, of course...he let her into the Clan. And me, too, when she found me." She didn't say anymore. Did she even need to...?
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Post by ripped. on Mar 31, 2009 18:37:18 GMT -5
Phoenixpaw listened in wonder, his eyes sparkling with interest. The femme known as Amberheart sounded like the truely noble, brave cat Phoenixpaw would strive to be. He wondered what it would be like, having a best friend in another Clan, and then dieing for that one friend. They must've had a very strong bond, he thought to himself, unable to imagine the feeling of trust and friendship they must've had. And then losing that friend. He dipped his head a little when Opalstone mentioned DuneClan's most recent loss; they're beloved leader, Stormstar. He never knew that his mentor was her daughter, although he did notice they seemed to have had a strong connection, he just never put two and two together.
When she mentioned the similarities between Phoenixpaw and Phoenixfire, he brought his head up again, his amber eyes glazing a little. He recalled one of the elders talking about DuneClan's past leaders, among them mentioned was Phoenixfire--well, Phoenixstar at the time--Phoenixpaw never thought, though, that he had any similarities to him, except the same name Phoenix. He remained silent and sitting on his haunches, unsure of what to say and thinking about everything--from the DuneClan femme Amberheart to the strange feeling of recollection running through his body. "Is it just an odd coincidence?" Phoenixpaw finally asked the question that had been stuck at the front of his thoughts since Opalstone first mentioned the likeness between him and the former leader.
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Post by Amber on Apr 1, 2009 17:27:37 GMT -5
Opalstone's eyes shone with an unreadable expression. She leaned forward. "Is it?" she asked him, quietly. With a small smile, she added, "I would say that is for you to decide, not me, don't you agree?" She backed up a step to give him space after her sudden invasion of his 'personal bubble'. Her claws unsheathed and kneaded the earth as she turned her head, looking away for a while.
But then her gaze returned to Phoenixpaw. Her eyes were gentle and there was a smile on her face. She laughed slightly, and then turned around, beckoning him with her tail. "Hey, you going to do anything besides listen to stories today? Let's go! " [/center] |
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Post by ripped. on Apr 2, 2009 17:16:33 GMT -5
Phoenixpaw didn't back away when Opalstone leaned foward towards him. He, instead, stared back at her with a mixed expression on his face, his amber eyes slightly clouded, although there was an old flame that was beyond his years burning bright. If it wasn't a coinscidence, why would DreamClan want to send him back? And why would they not give him any old memories? Was there something he had to do that Phoenixfire didn't originally get to do in his life? The rush of questions were overwhelming him.
He didn't snap out of his trance until he heard his mentor's benign voice, and he saw her beckon him to come. Phoenixpaw let a small, familiar smile creep onto his maw as he followed, the glazed and undescribable look gone from his expression. "Can we practice hunting? I feel like I'm doing something wrong every time I try to sneak up on something."
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