Greetings {Feral;White;Jade}

Dragging the apprentices out of camp was hardly the task she imagined it to be. When she were an apprentice, training was the thing she dreaded most. Instead both of the apprentices followed silently behind. Both looking eager to practice their skills. She cast Whiteheart a prolonged glance, wondering if he was thinking the same thing. Quickly the white queen averted her eyes. Brightfur was still nervous around the tom, even if he showed nothing other than kindness toward her. Their destination was the old, abandoned badger set. The earth is soft and sandy, providing the perfect training spot. The patrol padded up and down the hill scape at a reasonable pace. A cloud has yet to threaten the sky since their arrival, and it was nearly mid-day. There wasn't a reason to abandon ship, not yet. Her paw steps withered to a halt as the distinctive badger scent filled her senses. Eyes narrowed she meowed quietly, "It is said that a badger once lived here." Directing her gaze toward the apprentices she continued, "It is unknown where the badger has gone, but some cat have found a scent trail that leads along the gorge and into Riverclan territory." The information she learned about the territory was given to her by cats that lived nearby. Before Windclan moved in, a few cats who were of warrior descent had given them the grand tour. Now every warrior was fairly familiar with the important landmarks, and borders. Lifting her chin she gestured toward the sandy moorland floor, "What do you want to learn first?" She questioned the young cats. Brightfur was unsure of what to begin with. When she was young the first battle move she was taught; had been the leap and hold. It was an ideal move for smaller cats, such as herself. With her natural Windclan speed it was easy to master. All it involved was good judgment, and a knack for holding on. The long-furred queen shifted her gaze toward her fellow warrior, "Have any suggestions." she asked the white tom. The last thing she wanted to do was to take control. She was never the leading type, she was only a follower. Making decisions weren't her thing. But if things moved slow enough, then just maybe she would speak up. Until then she studied the apprentices. Feralpaw was small, but definitely a fighter. As for Jadepaw, Brightfur found herself staring meekly at the stump that was supposed to be her leg. The white she-cat gulped, how does she manage so well? Brightfur was a mess on her own four paws, how did one live so easily on three? They also had to take her missing leg into account. Jadepaw couldn't possibly be able to handle battle training like a normal apprentice. What would they do? Would they train as a group or would Whiteheart have to work with Jadepaw separately? Brightfur tried to rewind to the past; trying to remember how Eclipseclaw had trained the disabled apprentice. Utterly nothing came to mind. Instead the white warrior found herself staring again, her mouth was dry. "Jadepaw." The she-cat smiled lightly, "How much training did you do with Eclipseclaw?" It was a start. Feralpaw on the other hand was much simpler. She was a new-comer, and had a fully functional body. Today would be her first training session. [bg=f0e3b0][atrb=border,0,true]

Jadepaw made her way along side her fellow den-mate Ferrelpaw towards the new training grounds, well she guess was going to be the training grounds. Limped along in silence following the two older cats in front of her. Both of their white coats shined in the early sunshine. Jadepaw held back a sigh, she felt depressed. She didn't know why she was feeling like that, but it was true. Maybe it was from Eclipseclaw leaving her, or that she would never be a normal warrior that Ferrelpaw would be one day. Or maybe that her mind has been occupied by a certain black tom by the name of Thornpaw. Ever since their great journey she have been hanging out with him more, being able to have a small conversation here and there, but after the journey they seemed to separate from each other. She knew the problem too, she didn't want to fall in love at a young age. She wanted to put all of her time in making her one of the best warriors Windclan has to offer, and she will be even with her condition. Jadepaw lowered her head and ignore the two warriors in front of her, she didn't want to eavesdrop on their conversation even though it was mostly about training, but still. She changed, she became a cat that others could come to for comfort or encouraging. She could now keep secrets unlike back then were once she heard a secret most of the camp would know by the end of the day. 'Jadepaw?' Ears perked at her name. Brightfur was talking to her now and it was her training. Jadepaw lifted her head toward the white she-cat and murmured a reply, " Eclipseclaw, taut me some hunting techniques and some defense moves..." Was that really it? Jadepaw dig into her mind trying to find anymore training lessons she had, but came up empty. That was truly it, she was close to becoming a warrior soon and she never really remembered Eclipseclaw teaching her any offense moves. Jadepaw lowered her fluffy dapple tail to the ground, "That's it I believe." She added softly bringing her gaze once more to her front paw. [bg=d0ca7f][atrb=border,0,true]

Feralpaw had observed her mentor as the walked to the unknown place. She sure did stare at the other tom a lot. She had failed to remember his name. She assumed it’d be rude to just call him ‘That White Tom’ so she hadn’t addressed him at all. And to make it more unnoticeable she hadn’t addressed anyone else either. She watched as again her mentor glanced at the tom, then quickly averted her gaze. She rolled her eyes. Get a back bone. Then again, Feralpaw wouldn’t know the position her pretty little mentor was in, now would she? She never had a love a day in her life. Well, she assumed Brightfur was in love with him. Suddenly an awful stench took over anything else that she could have been smelling. She gagged a little. She hated the smell of badger. She had encountered one once on her journey here, she simply climbed the nearest tree much like a squirrel would and watched, wide-eyed, as it tried to get to her. She’d never come face-to-face with one like she did that day if she could help it. She could almost feel that electricity feeling of fear overcome her heart when her mentor set her straight. ”It is said that a badger once lived here. It is unknown where the badger has gone, but some cat has found a scent trail that leads along the gorge and into RiverClan territory.” Feralpaw might’ve imagined it, but it seemed as if Brightfur was saying in a spooky voice, much like a story-teller would. She hoped what the she-cat said was true, she did not want to meet no badger. ”What do you want to learn first?” Feralpaw made no suggestions and made not a move to even give them a hint she had registered what she had said. How was she suppose to know anyways? Feralpaw did not know the moves taught by the older cats, but eventually she would. ”Jadepaw. How much training did you do with Eclipseclaw?” Yes, Feralpaw had noticed the way her mentor had worded that. Was she afraid of overworking her clan-mate? Feralpaw had also noticed the way Brightfur had glanced at Jadepaw’s little stump. She too glanced now at the thing that was supposed to be a leg. Come now. A little thing like that shouldn’t stop her from training, should it? Feralpaw dragged her hard look into the eyes of Jadepaw’s. Hm, did she ever tire of being treated differently? Did she notice? Did she even care? Feralpaw was studying the she-cat now. Don’t be expected to be treated differently by me. She thought. If it ever came to a training battle between the two, Feralpaw would go all out. On a crimpled or not. Was that good? She didn’t know, but Jadepaw better be prepared. Feralpaw felt little sympathy for others – and she thought it was okay. Wasn’t it? After all, someone would have to be pushing Jadepaw to her limits. If no one did, who would say she would grow stronger? She couldn’t, and she wouldn’t. She studied the older apprentice. Sure, if she needed a friend then Feralpaw might make a future alliance, but friends help one another right? Right. And Feralpaw could help by making her a better warrior. After all, if she wasn’t pushed to her limits, what would differ her a warrior from the others? Nothing. Feralpaw blinked back into reality. Wow, what a rant, huh? She thought to herself. Remind me not to do that again. She stated inwardly. [bg=#3E3535][atrb=border,0,true]

Brightfur found herself nodding, it made sense that Jadepaw hardly had any training. All of Eclipseclaw's time had been spent running off with that rogue. Shooting Whiteheart a glance she meowed hesitantly, "I'd like to start you two off on some simple counter attacks." She paused, racking her brain for any particular battle move. She didn't know most of them by name, instead she knew the actions by heart. As an apprentice they were drilled into her over and over again. Why would she remember the flimsy names that were never mentioned? Still, she was the mentor now. She should know this. Her memory was honestly a horrible thing. Hissing irritably through her teeth she decided to play it by ear. Through half closed eyes she meowed sternly, "Watch closely." When it came to instructing others, the queen found it easier to speak. But once among her peers she could never utter a word. This form of shyness, was just too troubling. Her eyes flickered over to Whiteheart, Please don't mind. Her heart was fluttering, but the urge to be a good mentor overtook that. Clenching her teeth she sprung forward, as if she were aiming for his back. In mid-air she twisted so her hind paws collided with his chest. The white warrior landed gracefully on her paws, while much couldn't be said for Whiteheart. The tom laid, sprawled across the itchy grass. A small grin laced her lips, lifting her chin she faced her apprentices. "That's how you catch someone off guard." Padding over to Jadepaw, and Feralpaw she flicked her tail. "Practice the moves on each other." Her words trailed away until only the whistling of the wind was audible. Who would go first? The crippled or the newbie? Her eyes narrowed, Jadepaw was bigger than Feralpaw and could probably withstand a punch. "Feralpaw attacks first, switch off after a couple of tries." An idea sprung to life, "And after you both have the move perfected, have the defender try to dislodge the attacker." This would keep them busy for at least a good thirty minutes. Until then she would critique their efforts, and spend time with Whiteheart. She back paced a few steps and settled onto her haunches. The white tom was nestled beside her, "Sorry for taking you by surprise." Brightfur murmured quietly, a slight blush rippled across her face. "I didn't have anyone else to try it on." Was her feeble excuse. But what if the real reason, was because she just wanted to be close to him? Even if it were by knocking the wind out of him. All in all it was pretty pathetic. Brightfur knew she couldn't possibly keep it up. Soon another Stargaze would enter his life, and it would all be over. The white she-cat gazed longingly at the ground; that's why she wished that maybe she could spend just a little more time with him. Just this once, before it's all over. [bg=f0e3b0][atrb=border,0,true]

Whiteheart
The loyal warrior of Windclan

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Whiteheart had remained unnaturally quiet during the journey trying to think of a way that he would train Jadepaw, not push her over her limits but not make her mad because he wasn't pushing her enough. It was going to be really hard. Why did suneyes give him such a hard task as his first apprentice? He would have gladly taken AShpaw and dealt with his rotten attitude than have to come up with battle alternatives. But he wasn't going to give up on his apprentice. Not now.

Whiteheart had sort of lost focus on what he was doing when suddenly bright fur tackled him, throwing him up into the air with such force. He landed with a grunt and laid there stunned. What had just happened? Then he heard the other white cat tell the apprentices to practice the move on each other. Then he understood. He was the example. Jeez, Jadepaw must think he was an idiot now that he had let that happen. She slowly got up and padded over beside brightfur licking the fur down on his chest.

At Brightfur's apology, Whiteheart looked up at the she-cat. "There's no need to apologize. You were showing a battle move, and i should have been paying attention."

[/color] he replied softly letting a small smile slide on his lips. It had been moons since he had talked to Brightfur. They had been pretty good friends as kit and then...well he really didn't know what happened between them. Once he had started his training as a warrior kit-hood things sort of disappeared. He turned his gaze back upon the apprentices as they kept trying the battle move on one another.

"Things really have changed a lot haven't they?"[/color] he murmured softly, watching the apprentices. "i mean look at us. We're both mentors now. We have a new leader. We've lost some great cats...."[/color] he sort of trailed off and swallowed as Stargaze's face flashed across his memory. No, he couldn't think of her right now. She was gone. It wasn't a time to morn. It was a time to train and move on. He had to move on.[/size][/left]