Ready for the Day [Tagged]

[Skiv]

Fiction, A training thread for WhiteXBriar. 

Whitepaw blinked his amber eyes open. He looked around the apprentice den and easily saw that the rest of his den mates were sleeping. He got up and stretched out his muscles then he gave his short fur a quick grooming. After finishing that he easily padded out of the den stepping over other apprentices. He felt that his muscles were sore from the training that he had with Nightfire. The young tom liked the Dark Forest cat a lot and he enjoyed seeing her every night for more battle training. but there was something else on the young tom's mind as well. It was the Stormclan apprentice that he meet earlier that moon. Minnowpaw He thought. He remembered that she was quite deciving and that other cats should be smart around her. but Whitepaw believed that he could handle the young she-cat. It wasn't like she was going to over power him. He was strong and always ready for a fight. 

Whitepaw glanced around camp looking for his mentor Briarfoot. He was looking for the other large tom's gray tabby pelt. Whitepaw was the largest apprentice but he still wasn't as large as his mentor. but the way he was built and for how big his paws were it was only natural that he would be just as large or a bit larger than his mentor. but he was only 10 moons old so he had a few moons to grow yet. but Whitepaw couldn't see his mentor so he just padded over to the camp entrance and stood there waiting. 

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Briarfoot stalked into camp, a dead fish clamped in his jaws. He ran straight into his apprentice. He dropped his fish. "You shouldn't stand right at the entrance, Whitepaw. Somebody might just step on you." The large tabby tom still towered over his apprentice, but the little tyke was growing. Briarfoot chuckled in his head. He picked up his fish and deposited it on the fresh kill pile. Then he started to groom himself, completely forgetting his apprentice.

[Skiv]

Whitepaw turned and saw his mentor carrying in a fish. He watched as the warrior ran right into him and he just backed up taking a step to the side. He looked at the fish on the ground and just back up at his mentor. He listened to the comment and ignored it. The apprentice wouldn't just get stepped on just like what happened here. He was small so he just narrowed his and watched as his mentor pad away. Whitepaw just watched and growled slightly. His mentor just didn't seem to care. Nightfire actually trains me at least He thought as he simply padded over to his mentor saying with coldness to his voice. "Briarfoot. Aren't you forgetting something." His amber eyes cold.

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Briarfoot looks up and meets Whitepaw's stare evenly. "I don't believe it's the apprentices job to say when training is." He replied cooly. The large tabby tom got up and stretched and started padding toward the enterance. "Coming?" He asked his apprentice without looking back.

OOC: Ha, they have the best relationship. Anyway, what training should they do first? I was thinking hunting, since Whitepaw probably doesn't like that, and Briarfoot just wants to get under his skin.

[Skiv]

Whitepaw just blinked and growled slightly. "I never said that it was time for train I just asked if you forgot about something." Then the tom followed his mentor not saying anything. He really didn't mind Briarfoot. He just needed to learn how to out smart the older tom. Which Whitepaw decided wouldn't be to hard. He just needed to listen to Brairfoot long enought so he could become a warrior. The dark brown tom padded after the gray tabby out of camp. "What am I doing today?" He simply asked.

OOC: Hunting sounds good.

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Briarfoot ignored his apprentice until they were right by the waters edge. "I know you're training in the Dark Forest," he said quietly, peering into the water. "I am too." He moved on, leading Whitepaw to a small ledge that over looked the water. "Watch me, it's like this," he waited, then flashed a paw in. When it came out, a shining silver fish was hooked on his claw.

[Skiv]

Padding out of camp, Whitepaw lengthened his strides to keep up with his mentor. Whitepaw knew that Brairfoot seemed to always move at a fast pace and Whitepaw didn't like to be left in the dust. The apprentice just kept up with the tabby warrior and didn't say a word. Which was usual for the mentor and apprentice. They never seemed to talk to one another unless it was convenient to the both of them. Which was fine with Whitepaw because all his mind was focused on was becoming leader. but then again maybe it would be nice to make a connection with Briarfoot because as leader he needed to learn how to talk to other cats. but as usual the brown apprentice kept his trap shut waiting for Briarfoot to answer his question. As they padded along Whitepaw knew that they were heading for water. More hunting... The apprentice groaned in his thoughts. He was sick of this hunting all the time. He wanted to fight, he wanted to check the borders and see if there had been any kittypets or outsiders stepping into Sunsetclan territory because if they were Whitepaw would make them never want to come back.

Then his mentor said something about the Dark Forest. Whitepaw just looked at him with no expression on his face. Maybe it was a good thing I'm being trained there because they seem to know more than you. And Nightfire could probably help me more than you ever will to become leader. The tom just thought. but didn't say that out loud, instead he said, "It shouldn't concern you what I do with my spare time. Plus I really don't care what you do with your spare time either so why bother on even telling me that you know. Its a waste of my time." Then Whitepaw just watched as his mentor caught a fish. It wasn't like Whitepaw was born yesterday. He knew how to catch a fish. but Whitepaw just huffed and sat down staring at the water waiting for the flash of fish to appear into to the water.

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Briarfoot just laughed at his apprentice. "You need to learn respect," he said, flicking Whitepaw's nose hard with his tail. "Once you learn to shut up and do what you're told, I can teach you to fight." Then he settled back on his haunches and watched Whitepaw. He was getting annoyed with the apprentice. It did matter, because they would be fighting together soon. but Briarfoot didn't say anything.

[Skiv]

Whitepaw felt the smack on his nose. He just flattened his ears slightly and growled lowly. There was no need to smack him like that but then again Briarfoot liked to do what he wanted. Whitepaw wasn't going to let it bother him too much. If this he actually almost rather have Briarfoot be hard on him. It really disgusted him that mentors were kind to their apprentices and babied them like they were a kit. And for that Whitepaw actually liked his mentor. but that was the only quality. Other than that he honestly didn't care what happened to the large gray tabby.

So then the apprentice just gave Briarfoot a cold look and sat down looking at the water. He really hated hunting other than the part where you got to snap the neck of something you caught. but it was just boring but he just followed the instructions of his mentor. Staring on at the water he remembered to keep his shadow off the water. His amber eyes just looked at the water. Then he caught movement he just slowly picked up his paw getting ready to strike out. Then with a flash of his gleaming white claws he caught the water. His sharp claws had no problem hooking the fish and with ease he launched it on the shore. Then he took his other paw and just put it on the fish as it flopped underneath it he just killed it then took his pass and slid it to his mentors paws with out even looking at the other cat.

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"Good," Briarfoot commented on his fish. He quickly hooked out another fish then took two of them in his large jaws. "Come on," he said through the fish. When they got back to camp Briarfoot just nodded at his apprentice. "Tommorow, we start fighting training." and he disapeared into the warriors den.

OOC: Sorry I didn't respond in forever!

[Skiv]

Whitepaw just didn't say anything to the complement, he really didn't care that his mentor wanted him to hunt. He wanted to fight, he want to show this other cat that he was strong. Well then he heard the warrior tell him to come. He just turned his amber gaze around to see the large gray tabby carrying two fish in his mouth and with that he turned around and started padding away. Which was usual because Briarfoot never seemed to wait. He just looked at the last fish and grabbed it with his jaws and started after Briarfoot. He wasn't determined to catch up with the warrior because there was no point because when he would he knew that the other cat would just go faster. He really didn't feel like having a competition with his mentor today. Which was unusual for the brown apprentice. He just finally padded into camp to have Briarfoot tell him that they would have some battle training, the next day. Whitepaw's amber eyes just shined a little bit as he nodded to his mentor. He then turned dropping his fish in the fresh kill pile before finding some other apprentices to talk to.

Fiction, I am soo sorry for taking so long! If you want to start the next thread just tag me in it. I also think that Whitepaw and Briarfoot should meet in the Darkforest battle as well, it might not end up to well.