A Place In This World (Tagged)

[Wolf]

Falcon

Finchsong led her apprentice out of camp and into the territory, her snow white paws blending in with the frost covered ground. Just my luck, my first apprentice can't even hear me. She thought as they walked before internally scolding herself. I have a duty to this young cat to teach her regardless of whether she can hear me or not. I'll just have to...figure out another way. Her pluming tail waved to direct Whitepaw towards a clearing where she had usually practiced her fighting skills as an apprentice.

The ginger tabby turned to face Whitepaw, puzzling for a moment before figuring out a way to show the she-cat what they were going to do. She rose up onto her hind paws and sliced at the air, her forepaw almost blurring as it moved. Once she dropped back down to all fours, Finchsong nodded to the apprentice and waited, hoping the young cat would understand what she was trying to get across.

[Falcon]

Whitepaw tilted her head in confusion then crouched down, did the warrior want to play? she slide her claws out and scratched into the dirt until one single word appeared, it read: Play? and Whitepaw sat back on her haunches while she waited for the she-cat's answer to her question

[Wolf]

Finchsong shook her head, her eyes glinting with patience. She walked back over to Whitepaw and scratched: Fight practice. She nodded encouragingly and backed up, displaying the move again. She flicked her tail to invite her apprentice to try. She was going to have to figure out a way to communicate better with the young cat otherwise training Whitepaw was going to be more complicated than expected.

[Falcon]

Whitepaw wiped the words away with her paw before she watched Finchsong do the move again, getting up on her paws and copying the warrior when she finished the move but stumbling backwards and landing onto her back from the lack of balance, blinking up at the sky in surprise

[Wolf]

Finchsong rushed over to Whitepaw and nosed the she-cat's shoulder, eyes glowing with concern. She nudged the apprentice onto her paws and crouched, nodding at Whitepaw to encourage her to try again. This time she would help the she-cat keep herself balanced, making sure she nudged the apprentice's hind paws into the correct position to keep herself balanced long enough to do the move.

[Falcon]

Whitepaw shook the dirt from her fur and bunched her muscles to try the move again, just like the last time she attempted the move the second she left her four paws her paws started to slide as the small apprentice started to fall again, she took a deep breath ready for the fall

[Wolf]

Finchsong nosed Whitepaw's hind paws into a position that would hold her up long enough to do the move and go back down. She stayed right near the apprentice's paws in case the she-cat fell over again. Come on..you can do it. The older she-cat thought, looking up at the white she-cat.

[Falcon]

Whitepaw managed to finish the move and get back down on her paws, looking back at the warrior as if wondering what they might be doing next in their training session she wasn't sure if she'd be very good at this fighting thing but she was willing to give it a try first anyways

[Wolf]

Finchsong nodded as she got up, scratching 'Next' into the soil. She walked a short distance from her apprentice and crouched down before rushing forward and raking her claws into an imaginary enemy as she ran, turning quickly and crouching again. The warrior then stood up and looked at her apprentice, tipping her head to the side and hoping that Whitepaw understood the move.

[Falcon]

Whitepaw watched Finchsong, and tried to imitate her move, skidding a little bit at the end of the dash but she just spun around and lashed out with her back paws to make up for her slight fumble, looking up at Finchsong when she had finished and tilting her head

[Wolf]

Finchsong nodded again in approval, looking rather impressed in fact. She walked over to Whitepaw and gave her a congratulatory lick on the ear before scratching, "Attack me" in the soil. She paused for a moment and lifted her paw, showing Whitepaw that she was sheathing her claws before trotting across the clearing and stood facing her.

[Falcon]

Whitepaw checked her claws making sure her claws were sheathed before she crouched and prickled her useless ears, but she didn't move a muscle her eyes were dark with thought and from time to time her ears would twitch or flick like she were listening to something, but she was deaf so what could she possible be hearing?