Looking for a Challenge {Tagged}

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ooc; Twineheart for Blackpaw. :3
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The thing about being an apprentice was that almost everything involved doing a chore of some sort and, more than not, was quite awful. Stagpaw knew why, logically, it was the apprentices stuck caring for the elders and left to change everyone else's bedding. Warriors had everything else to do for the clan and the apprentices needed to learn what it took for the clan to run as well as it did. Still, it felt degrading. If anyone asked him, the apprentices were doing way more than any of the warriors did. Warriors just hunted and patrolled, hanging out with each other. Stagpaw did all of that and more, really. Even if he could understand the logic behind that apprentices having chores, the tom didn't like it.

So, after a morning patrol, followed by rough battle training, Stagpaw decided he could show the clan how important he was to the clan, seeing as everyone else never thanked him for doing the chores he was given. He could make his clan mates realize that he was as strong as them, if not stronger, considering simply how much work apprentices did all of the time. He knew what he had to do. He would catch a snake. And he even knew where he could find one easily, especially in the hot greenleaf sun they would undoubtedly be sunbathing in.

Snake Briars.

The ginger tom approached the place warily, paws passing easily over the leaf litter from the oaks that towered above. The noon sun beat down, though he was thankfully shielded from the harsh glare of light by the trees. He had never been in the Snake Briars, with his mentor or otherwise, and he had heard stories as a kit of cats being lost in the maze. However, determination coursed through his veins. He wasn't a coward, and a warrior probably wouldn't blink twice at the thought of entering the snake infested maze, and Starclan knew he was just as good as any of the warriors.

Stagpaw just needed a moment to examine the place, that's all. He wasn't scared of anything the briars had to offer him. That would be very kit-like of him and he was not a kit.

[Twineheart]

OOC: εℓιzαвεтн. Ooo I'm excited I have been wanting to roleplay with you for a while XD

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Blackpaw found herself out hunting on this warm greenleaf day. Her lithe black form could be found slipping amongst Midnightclan's dense underbrush, her jaws parted in an attempt to scent prey. It was hot out in the direct sunlight but as long as the young she-cat kept to the shadows she could tolerate the heat. Her muscles rippled beneath her fur as she moves along after her quarry. Trying her best to stay focused on the task at hand and not get distracted. She didn't have much talent when it came to hunting, making her rather disinterested with it. but she knew that she had to practice, else wise her mentor Badgerclaw would know. She might be able to get away with not practicing her fighting skills, but not her hunting ones.

Sighing inwardly, the slender she-cat continues forward her attention now caught by the smell of a mouse. Meanwhile she was unaware of how close she was getting to the snake briars. Every quiet paw step taking her closer and closer. Like the mouse was purposely guiding her in that direction. Then finally the mouse comes into her line of sight. Her emerald eyes narrow and her muscles tense ready to pounce. She bunches his paws and..... The mouse looks up at that exact moment. Mousedung! She thought, as she pounced just short of the creature who now darted off into the briars. Blackpaw hot on its trail, her lithe form making her fast of her paws. but when she rounded the corner the she-cat didn't expect there to be a cat in her way. And before she could so much as think about stopping, she was slamming into the tom, a gasp of surprise escaping her maw. The mouse she'd been chasing long gone.

[εℓιzαвεтн.]

ooc; ah, thank you ^^ I've been looking to RP with you as well!
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There was a sound of paws pounding nearby, chasing after something. After what? Squirrel? Intruder? Stagpaw hears swiveled, trying to pinpoint the noise and too concerned with wondering what was being chased that he didn't realize how close the paw steps were to him until it was far too late. The lithe black shape shot out from the undergrowth and slammed into him, knocking him down. He landed on the leaf litter with an 'oomph', mildly winded. Thankfully, he was not so desperately short of breath that he was unable to speak.

"What are you doing?" he hissed at the black she-cat, looking up from where he lay on the ground through narrow yellow eyes. At least she smelled of Midnightclan, so she was just another dumb apprentice, not a dumb intruder. "Couldn't you see me there, mousebrain?"

Now, normally Stagpaw was the first to jump at making friends, if only for the benefit of their friendship. but even the friendliest cat in kittypet loving Sunsetclan would be hard pressed to be cheery after such an encounter. Honestly, not watching where your going was a kit thing to do, not something an apprentice that looked to be around his age should be doing. Anger drowned out the logical part of him that told him she could have been distracted, too offended to care for any reasonable excuse his own brain could supply.

[Twineheart]

[OOC: ^^ εℓιzαвεтн. Apologies for the late reply :3 My thread count kind of exploded all the sudden haha!]


Blackpaw wasted no time in scrambling to her paws. She'd slammed into the tom rather hard, and was sort of dazed. but this didn't prevent her from getting as far from the tom as she could within a matter of seconds. Her normally smooth black fur ruffled with surprise and alarm. " I'm sorry." She says her emerald eyes glancing over the tom who she'd slammed into. She recognized him as a fellow apprentice by the name of Stagpaw. At his last words, Blackpaw's ears flicker back against her skull. " As a matter of fact no." She says sharply. " I was in pursuit of a mouse and when I rounded the corner you just appeared out of no where. It was a mistake..." She says licking down her ruffled fur some, and eying him warily. She didn't have patience for cats that made things out to be bigger than they were. Sure she'd slammed into him, but that was no reason for him to get all rude with her.

" Next time I'll be sure to scout for slow moving apprentices while running full speed after my prey..." She adds scoffing some. Honestly, she thought. Meanwhile the sun flickered through the trees overhead and lit up her jet black fur, revealing the hidden leopard markings beneath and making her emerald eyes flash like green fire.

[εℓιzαвεтн.]

ooc; it's quite okay! I look forward to this duel. c:<
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He rolled his eyes as he stood up.The ginger tom shook out his fur, feeling better than he had. "I didn't appear out of nowhere," he responded indignantly. He had been standing there for quite a while, in all honesty, preparing himself to enter the Snake Briars when Blackpaw had so rudely crashed into him. And all because of a stupid mouse. Stagpaw craned his neck to fix the disheveled fur along the flank he had fallen on, sorting out any sudden kinks and cleaning it of the dirt.

Logic began replacing the anger he felt, and he relaxed himself. Of course it was accident. No cat really goes running into others for the fun of it. And it could be easy to lose oneself in the heat of a chase. Not that Stagpaw knew what that was like, as he was certainly one of the best hunters in the forest. but that was before she had made that quip about slow-moving apprentices. His fur bristled slightly in offense. "Look, I was standing here long before you even began running! Honestly, what if I was a tree or something?" He scoffed back, not in the least deterred by the leopard like appearance brought out by the sun. It made her shine, and surely his own pelt must look like fire.

Though he couldn't deny the slight... allure it gave the she-cat. The light glinting off her pelt made her look dangerous for that moment, but beautifully so. He shook off the feeling quickly, and narrowed his yellow eyes to compensate for whatever feelings the sight had give him. Whatever, Stagpaw thought, more insulted by his own subconscious than he would admit to.

[Twineheart]

OOC: εℓιzαвεтн. lol apologies for crappy quality had to reply from my iPod! )

Blackpaw watched through her narrowed gaze as Stagpaw picked himself up off the ground. Her slender ears picking up his muttered words about 'not appearing out of nowhere.' Which she ignored promptly. Her tongue still running over her fur, and her heart still beating rapidly. Far more rapidly than it probably should. Why? Because Blackpaw didn't like to be touched. She winced when others brushed against her let alone when she crashed head first into another cat's body.

Taking a breath she tries to calm herself but this is made impossible by the fire colored tom's next words. Bristling her own fur, she glares at him. A look that could probably wilt flowers. " Well if you were a tree I wouldn't be having this conversation now would I? She says with a snort. " Cause trees don't talk back!" She adds rolling her emerald eyes at him. " Perhaps next time someone crashes into you, you'll ask if there okay rather than if their a Mousebrain!" She adds annoyed with his lack of manners. Lashing her long skinny tail she glances around, emerald gaze flashing. " What are you doing here anyways?" She asks, lowering her haunches to the ground carefully. " Even kits know better than to go fooling around in the snake briars!"

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Stagpaw's yellow eyes rolled. He muttered something about how she'd have lost the fight with the tree. That was the entire point of his comment. Blackpaw should've been more aware of her surroundings, because if he had been a tree, she'd be limping back to the medicine cat's den. Midnightclan simply didn't have room for kits like that, let alone apprentices. He ignored her comment about asking if she was okay. Obviously, if he was fine, then she would be fine. Unless she was sick or any other form of disadvantaged. In that case, she shouldn't be hunting anyways.

Stagpaw's mood instantly turned around when Blackpaw mentioned the Snake Briars. His ginger chest puffed up and, with his head held high, he said, "I'm going to catch a snake." He knew that kits and warriors often strayed away from the briars because of the danger of snakes, but he was better than that. He was better than those who cowered from creatures half their size that don't even have legs to walk with. Of course, Blackpaw would probably leave now, as she was most likely one of those cats who didn't have enough confidence and skill to face the snakes.

[Twineheart]

[ εℓιzαвεтн. Thanks for your patience! :3]


Blackpaw never would of guessed what the tom said next, not in a million moons. Catch a snake?! She thought bewilderment in his emerald gaze. She flickers her long tail and snorts a little. " Why in starclan would you want to do that?" She asks the tom, her anger of before forgotten. Replaced with mild curiosity with the tom's mousebrained idea. " There is a reason we call the snake briars dangerous, you do realize." She adds, giving him a stern look. Who did this tom think he was? She thought disapproval in her gaze. Her eyes flicking over his puffed up chest in exasperation. With her luck this apprentice would probably get himself killed. " Don't you know that half these snakes are poisonous!?" she adds, her narrow emerald eyes on his yellow ones. Stagpaw might of thought he was brave, but she found him to be a down right fool. but then again most tom's were fools, or at least she thought them to be.