Cats Can't Fly... (Open)

[Silvergrass]

(Quailfeathers lonely, anyone want to play with her?)

As the sandy coloured she-cat pricked her fluffy ears to the sky, she heard the soft caws of a bird and the scattering of leaves as rodents scurried about. Swiftly she clambered up onto a thick branch and perched there momentarily. She had decided that today would be a perfect day for one of her most favourite activities. Tree jumping, as liked to call it.

The idea was simple. Get yourself onto a nice looking branch, but still quite low to the ground. Find another branch on another tree. Jump. It was a simple as that. Putting it to practice however, it wasn't as easy as it sounded. Actually leaping of a branch and plummeting into the side of a tree is quite hard when you were as small as the petite she-cat was. but none could say she didn't try. Crouching down on her branch and digging her claws into the soft wood, Quailfeather sent a quick prayer to Starclan, hoping they would decide to spare her life today. 

[Crowpaw]

The apprentice Cherrypaw walked through the forests of Leafclan, he tail swaying in the wind, leaves crinkling under her paws. She had given up on hunting a while ago especially with a bird over head that scared off most of the prey. Truly she disliked hunting and would rather be fighting for her clan. but today her mentor had asked her to hunt so she did, or was trying too.

As she walked she began to notice the smell of another cat, trying to distinguish the sent she was able to figure out it was one of the clan warriors Quailfeather, looking around she finally turned her head up to find the cat up in a tree. Cherrypaw smiled and giggled a bit, before climbing a tree not far from  Quailflights position. Making good time up the tree she then turned towards Quailfeather and said, "Hey there Quailfeather,how goes it?"

[Silvergrass]

Quailfeather jumped in surprise as an apprentice joined her on the tree, so much so that she quite nearly lost her balance on the branch. Steadying herself, she took a few sharp breaths before facing the apprentice. It was a cat who she believed was called Cherrypaw. "Hello. I'm fine Cherrypaw. What are you doing here?" She meowed curiously, sitting down on a large break in the branch.

[Crowpaw]

"I was hunting, but I has caught a good amount and thought I would take a break." she spoke, saying a partial truth, she was hunting yes, but not a single mouse was caught. Stretching out a bit the apprentice yawned. Turning the attention back to Quailfeather she asked. "What about you, what are you doing."

[Silvergrass]

"Tree-hopping, my dear." The warrior said with a broad grin as she returned her attention to the pesky branch. Without waiting for a reply, the she-cat leaned back along the branch, arching her spine. With a sharp leap she swung herself off the branch and onto the next, hugging the thick bark. Clambering up to the branch she had aimed for, she took in several deep breaths as oxygen filled her lungs. "You wanna try?" She asked Cherrypaw curiously, her voice rather quiet and small as she continued to gasp.

[Crowpaw]

Her eyes widened, she had never tree hoped before, being a young apprentice the most she had gotten into when it came to trees was climbing. Of corse she was a natural from the begining and took to tree climbing like a bird to the sky. but sad,y they ran out of time to get into the next lesson jumping. Looking towards the now farther away Quailfeather she gave a slight nod. "Sure! I bet I will be as good at this as I was climbing!"

Mimicking what the warrior in front of her did, she jumped across from one branch to another. Due to her smaller stature she was left grasping the branch by her front claws. Quickly pulling herself up, trying to keep her composure she finally found herself across onto another branch. At first she was surprised and looked some what excited but as soon as it came it when and now she was in her normal chill mood, calm, composed, trying to make it seem like she ment to do what had just happened.

[Silvergrass]

Quailfeather chuckled heartily as she watched the excited young apprentice try to calm herself. "That was excellent Cherrypaw! I couldn't have done it better myself!" She commented, hoping to chip out some of the excitement she had just witnessed. Looking around for a better branch to perch on, the warrior scampered up some of the tree in an effort to reach a wide branch, one that would hold both cats.

[Crowpaw]

"See I told you I am a pro." She looked up Quailfeathers tree as she climbed, probably to get a better look at her awesomeness. Looking around she found another suitable branch to jump to, readying herself she jumped forward, this time her landing was more graceful since she got all her paws on the tree with ought any struggle. She was quite excited with her work and gave a proud look of satisfaction.

[Silvergrass]

Quailfeather felt a smirk come up on her face, but she diminished it quickly as she leaned back on the sturdy branch she was perched on. With a small (very small) battle cry she leapt onto the other tree, clipping the bark with her claws. She managed to get a few leaves stuck in her paws and hurled herself onto the branch in an effort to lick them off. "So Cherrypaw, how are you?" The warrior asked curiously.

[Crowpaw]

Cherrypaw sat back on her branch taking a little breather. As Quailfeather asked the question she looked up and said. "I am doing pretty well, being an apprentice is pretty chill." Shaking her branch slightly she watched as a few leaves fell before her. There beautiful colors dancing in and out of view.

[Silvergrass]

"Good to know. I loved being an apprentice. but being a warrior is cool too. How long until your ceremony?" Quailfeather replied, now lying down on the branch lazily as she tried to catch her breath. The she-cat admired the different coloured leaves falling down, but she was a bit more interested in some pretty big scratch marks on the bottom of the tree they were sitting on. She recognised them, just didn't know where from.