Just Starting the Day [OPEN]

Yellowpaw padded out of the apprentice den. It was a quiet day, like it usually was at this time in the morning. She wanted to get up early to start training but the young new apprentice had no idea if her mentor Whiteclaw has said they were training today. It was more like that Yellowpaw knew that she was going to be training today but could not remember what time the warrior had told her. She just flattened her ears and that thought. It was totally unlike the tabby she-cat to forget what time she started training. So thats why when she woke up the morning she kind of had a slight panic attack. But even so the she-cat made herself presentable before emerging from the apprentice den all together. Thats when Yellowpaw's jaw parted wide, breathing in deep the apprentice let out a huge yawn before her jaw snapped shut. There was teirdness in her eyes, anyone could tell that the tabby she-cat was not a morning cat. But she knew that if Whiteclaw wanted her to train at this time she would be there.

Her green gaze scanning around camp she looked for the black form of her mentor. When she was first told that Whiteclaw was going to be her mentor Yellowpaw was surprised to see that the warrior was pretty much all black. But then thats when she noticed that they had a white paw. Then it made a bit more sense on why they received that name. Yellowpaw guessed it was kind of the same as her. Her pelt was not exactly yellow after all. It was a warn brown with darker brown tabby stripes, plus a cream underbelly. The apprentice padded away from entrance of the apprentice den still aware of her surroundings. She then looked at the fresh kill pile, she wanted something to eat but she knew better than that. Maybe she could find her mentor or someone else to go hunting with. But she knew that she should find her mentor first before doing anything. She just sighed, the young she-cat had no idea where Whiteclaw was. She also didn't want to leave camp to look for her mentor or look in the warriors den.

I guess I'll just have to wait out here.

She thought instantly. So thats what she did. Finding a place near the apprentice den to sit down Yellowpaw lowered herself to her haunches. She then flicked her plume tail and covered her front paws easily. She then just sat and waited her light green gaze watching for her mentor or any one else she could talk to.

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Tag(s): Open
Notes: Nothing

The sun was finally peeking into the warriors den when the large black figure shifted to lift his head and look around the den. There were a few warriors who were still asleep, those not picked for patrols. He let out a soft sigh and a yawn showing off his large and sharp fangs. He was supposed to be doing something today. But what? It would come to him eventually.

He stood and stretched on his way out of the den and blinking in the light. It wasn't bright, but the clouds that obscured the son didn't exactly held the glare. He yawned again then shook out his fur and started across the camp heading for the entrance. He was half way across when he felt the eyes on him. He paused and slowly looked toward the apprentice den staring at the young cat watching him almost expectantly. What in great Starclan did she want?

"Yellowpaw, shouldn't you be out...." he paused in his speaking as it came to him, "Oh yeah...I told you to wait on me."
He sighed and hung his head a little. He didn't want an apprentice. He hadn't asked for one he didn't show an interest in ever having one, but there she was waiting as he had told her. He shifted and stretched out his back legs before looking at her again.

"Well...um...." He shifted a bit just watching her. He wasn't exactly sure how to start this. His training had been a pain n the tail and he didn't want that for Yellowpaw. "Are there any other apprentices you want to train with today? Starclan knows you all have things you need to work on."

word count: 282
tags: Yellowpaw
notes: Ignore Whiteclaw's grouchy self. He isn't a morning person. lol

Yellowpaw just yawned slightly again. She then blinked out the sleepiness in her eyes felt like now she was going to be more awake. She did not have much to thing about this morning. Well other than the fact if Whiteclaw told her to wake up this early for training. She just scolded herself for not paying more attention to what he had told her. She just then thought about what they were going to do today. She always wondered that. Because she would get so excited, ready to absorb new information. The long-haired tabby was starting to get a bit more excited about the day. Well as excited she could get for it being this early in the morning. She wasn't the morning kind of cat but she would do anything to become a great warrior.

Thats when her light green gaze landed on Whiteclaw. His black form was emerging from the shadows of the warriors den. His blue gaze was clear but yet she could see the sleepiness in them. The young she-cat just watched him, she didn't know if she should go up to him. But that might make her look too well she did not want to look well, clingy. So she just waited, thats when she watched as he came over. There was a look in his eye almost saying, 'Gosh I have to deal with this brat.' But Yellowpaw just ignored that. She just opened her mouth to answer his first comment but then he answered it himself. She just closed her mouth and nodded slightly. Yellowpaw noticed his awkwardness, well thats how she would describe it.

Thats when Yellowpaw took the cue to stand up. She did stretching out her back by arching up rising on her toes. Then she relaxed and flicked her plumed tail. She then said to answer the warrior "Not really. I don't think any of them are up yet." She thought about the three other apprentices that she shared a den with. They were all toms, it did not bother her that much but she wished that there were more cats her age so should could have some friends. Then apprentice then looked back at Whiteclaw, "I could use some work on my hunting. Though we have not done any battle training either." Then she just looked at her paws slightly and then looked back up at him, "But its your choice what we do."

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Tag(s): Mouse
Notes: None

Whiteclaw let out a sigh and flicked his ear in slight annoyance. Of course the other apprentices weren't up yet. If it was up to him he would have gone in there and bopped all of them on the head and made them come along but he didn't want to deal with four apprentices. He thought a moment then turned his head some one of the apprentices came out and stretched.
"Ah perfect timing," he mused before calling out to the apprentice, "Ashpaw!"

The large apprentice stopped mid lick and perked his ears that way before lifting his head. What possible could Whiteclaw want? He noticed Yellowpaw beside him and sighed before moving that way. "Morning," he murmured to Yellowpaw before looking at Whiteclaw tilting his head.
"I want you to come out with me and Yellowpaw for some hunting and battle training. I know it's been a little while for you plus it'll be good for Yellowpaw to fight someone much bigger than herself."

Ashpaw watched at the warrior stood and started leading the way out of the camp and flicked his ear slightly. The tom was lucky that he hadn't been asked to do something before hand. He glanced down at Yellowpaw and motioned with his tail for her to follow her mentor. He knew Yellowpaw was a moon younger than her but he really didn't know much about her. Maybe this would give him time to learn. And Whiteclaw was right, it had been a long time wince Emberheart had taken him out for training.

word count: 255
tags: Yellowpaw
notes: figured it would be nice for Yellowpaw to make a friend. lol Ashpaw is a sweetheart, just quiet.

Yellowpaw just watched as Whiteclaw's ears flicked with annoyance. She just clenched her jaw forcing herself not to say what she was actually thinking. She wanted to get defensive with Whiteclaw, but she decided that if her mentor was already mad about that he would get even more pissed off about her comment that was on the tip of her tongue. She just forced it down. It was tough but his cat tended to be a bit more kind. She just then watched as Whiteclaw noticed someone else. Yellowpaw flicked her green gaze over and it landed on a large tom. She knew the apprentices name. She was looking at Ashpaw, his large brownish gray coat seemed to stand out. She just flicked her tail nervously. Of course Whiteclaw would call the apprentice over. Yellowpaw flattened her ears in annoyance. She could not believe that he mentor did not want to train with just her. Am I really that terrible? She asked herself. The cat just pushed that aside and focused on what was going on in front of her.

She just looked away with a bit of annoyance. She just said, "Morning." To the other apprentice. She really did not like this at all. Yelllowpaw did not have many friends but that was because around new cats she was closed off. Not really an easy cat just to talk to. Hopefully since the two apprentices were going to be training that would keep her from having to talk to Ashpaw. She just then looked and Whiteclaw. She wanted to say something to him but she was more respectful that she would have liked. But he did have a good point, Ashpaw was much larger than her and it would be good to train with someone thats bigger than herself. Whiteclaw you are also bigger than me. You just do not want to get your paw dirty today huh? The remark in her head stayed there. She did not want to get in trouble this morning.

Thats when Whiteclaw started to pad out of camp. Yellowpaw was about to move when Ashpaw flicked his tail. She just narrowed her eyes. Does this tom think I am dumb? She just screamed in her mind. Then she just headed out after her mentor. Slightly behind Ashpaw but the younger apprentice moved quickly to catch up with her mentor. Squeezing out of camp right after him.

Words: 408
Tag(s): Mouse
Notes: She's a bitch in her head but not on the outside. Its quite funny.

Whiteclaw padded along at a steady pace and stopped at their training grounds looking around. There were a few fallen pine cones they could practice stalking and he could hear the occasional toad though it wasn't really close. He sighed softly to himself. Prey was becoming scarce. If they didn't watch it, they wouldn't have any prey to hunt and the clan would begin to starve.

As the two apprentices stopped behind him he turned and faced them wrapping his tail around his paws.
"To start off I want to see your postures. So get down in a hunters crouch for me," he said watching the two apprentices carefully.

Ashpaw shifted before moving to the crouch. Even though he did seem to shrink a little he was still a big brown and black blob in the middle of the training field. He flicked his ear as Whiteclaw moved over and pushed his back end down with his paw.

"I know you're a big tom Ashpaw, but you've got to get as small as possible. If your back-end rustles bushes or anything you can say goodbye to teh prey," said the tom before moving over to check on Yellowpaw.

Ashpaw glanced over at the younger apprentice. Sometimes he wondering if Whiteclaw and Yellowpaw were a good match. He had heard stories of Whiteclaw's father and training and sometimes worried that, even if he didn't mean it, Whiteclaw might use the techniques on the small she-cat. Surely he was smarter than that.

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tags: @skiv
notes: ---