Post by Pants on Sept 19, 2022 3:01:17 GMT
What is taking him so long?
Beepaw sat at the entrance to the clan clearing, waiting for Boltclaw to arrive, as he said he would. It was about sunhigh, and the rays of warmth beat down upon the beach that CoveClan called home. The lilac tabby apprentice flicked her tail in irritation. He was the one who said they should go train, so he should be here on time! Early, even! Her lithe body sat up straight as her head turned to scan the CoveClan camp. What kind of deputy leaves his apprentice hanging? She thought with a huff, a small, annoyed snarl curling her lip. She shifts the sand under her paws, unsheathing her claws and scratching in little doodles of nothing in particular. The doodles became more and more of a set of scribbles from frustration. How was she going to be the best warrior if she couldn't even get any training in. If only her dad didn't believe in Boltclaw so much, perhaps she could convince him to change her mentor. Ugh....
Just as she was about to get up and leave to train by herself, the molly sees the signature, dark blue fur of her mentor in her peripherals. With that, her ears pin back a little bit, quickly facing the larger tom. "Well, finally..." She snapped. "I thought you were going to leave me here 'til nightfall..." Beepaw sneered, rising to her paws, her eyebrows scrunched as she waited for the tom to explain himself. "Are we finally going to leave? I've been waiting here, like, all day. The other apprentices have already gone out and done their training!"
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peppermint
Beepaw sat at the entrance to the clan clearing, waiting for Boltclaw to arrive, as he said he would. It was about sunhigh, and the rays of warmth beat down upon the beach that CoveClan called home. The lilac tabby apprentice flicked her tail in irritation. He was the one who said they should go train, so he should be here on time! Early, even! Her lithe body sat up straight as her head turned to scan the CoveClan camp. What kind of deputy leaves his apprentice hanging? She thought with a huff, a small, annoyed snarl curling her lip. She shifts the sand under her paws, unsheathing her claws and scratching in little doodles of nothing in particular. The doodles became more and more of a set of scribbles from frustration. How was she going to be the best warrior if she couldn't even get any training in. If only her dad didn't believe in Boltclaw so much, perhaps she could convince him to change her mentor. Ugh....
Just as she was about to get up and leave to train by herself, the molly sees the signature, dark blue fur of her mentor in her peripherals. With that, her ears pin back a little bit, quickly facing the larger tom. "Well, finally..." She snapped. "I thought you were going to leave me here 'til nightfall..." Beepaw sneered, rising to her paws, her eyebrows scrunched as she waited for the tom to explain himself. "Are we finally going to leave? I've been waiting here, like, all day. The other apprentices have already gone out and done their training!"
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peppermint