[tagged]Lousy Start

[Glorilyss]

If Breezepaw had been expecting these past few days to be interesting, she would have been sadly disappointed - which probably explained the slight sourness of her expression as she dropped the final bundle of clean moss into the elders' den.

While the days-old apprentice had hardly been expecting apprentice life to be a constant whirl of new things to learn and exciting tasks, she had certainly been hoping for more than a few words of greeting, a hurried tour of the territory, and then orders to clean out the elders' den. To be fair, she hadn't deluded herself about cleaning dens; she knew that, as a younger apprentice, she'd have to do the dirty work more often, at least until she started making others respect her. but she really felt that her time could be much better spent actually learning how to hunt or fight, or at least to track, than... Well, than piddling around with moss. 

 Stifling a sigh, the pale gray-cream-white tabby threw a short glance at the fresh-kill pile before shrugging to herself. She wasn't really hungry; in fact, all the she-cat wanted to do was work out her irritation by actually training. Maybe if she didnt have such a half-wit for a mentor, someone who clearly wanted to be anywhere but training her, she would be able to. Controlling the frustrated growl that bubbled out from her chest, she strode toward the camp exit. Being inside the bramble walls were just rubbing her the wrong way for some reason; she needed open air, to breathe, to think without another cat's complaints getting in the way.

Breezepaw slipped through the low exit, brambles snagging at her short pelt but hardly even catching her attention. She headed a little ways from the camp entrance, flicking her eyes to the orange-streaked sky overhead. Sunset wasn't far off. While apprentices didn't exactly have set training schedules, she figured that Snakepaw would probably be getting off soon. Hopefully he had been having better luck with mentors.

Skiv

[Skiv]

Running through the forest Snakepaw was just realived from his apprentice training. He just took off away from his mentor with out a second thought. As he was running out he thought she said something about chores but the young tom was just so ready to be away from her it wasn't even funny. If you don't hear it you don't have to do it Thought the black and ginger tom as he was running through the forest. He just moved faster, the blood pumping in his ears. This was the most work he had done all day. Because his mentor had to ask him questions all the time and wasn't moving fast enough this morning. That mouse brained mentor is a no good piece of prey. Why did Bramblestar give her to me. The tom thought his paws pounding against the forest floor.

It had been a interesting couple of days for the tom with his mentor. The first he was actually a bit nicer to her, but today he was expecting to learn something cool and new. Not just strolling around the territory and learning about collecting moss. He wanted to fight, he wanted to run. He just wanted to use his energy. but of course he got half blind cat that seemed to move about the speed of a turtle. It was not good at all. He just kept running trying to get to camp as fast as he could. So hopefully he could do some chores before Hawkshadow got there and well would give him more.

Coming up to camp the tom almost didn't see the cat that was coming out of camp. He slammed down his paws he need to stop. Sliding towards the other cat he slipped on his paw his body flung forward and he came to a crash landing right in front of the cat. He just blinked the dirt out of his amber eyes and then looked up to see who it was. but to his surprise it was actually his sister, Breezepaw. He just smiled a cheesy grin at her. Snakepaw just scrambled up to his paws and shook the dirt out of his pelt. He just said, "Breezepaw! Oh its good to see you! Are you done with training today? I just got done and ran as fast as I could back to camp just to get away!"

Glorilyss

[Glorilyss]

Breezepaw had been totally ensconced in the softness of the forest - the twittering of birds, the rustle of other prey animals through the undergrowth. The best part about learning to be a warrior, she decided, was going to be learning how to completely analyze the forest simply through sound and scent alone. After all, if knowledge was power, she wanted all of the knowledge that this lifestyle had to teach her. And maybe, she mused, maybe that meant learning completely what it was like to be totally one with the environment around her - at least, to start.

So when she heard the heavy thud of paw steps through the forest, the soft chuffing sound of leaves being scattered, her head whipped around toward the noise. A dark shape exploded toward her out of the gap between a couple of bushes, skidding rapidly through the loose leaf litter. The dilute calico-tabby leaped backwards, lips curling back into a vicious growl at the same time her right forepaw lofted slightly and extended, the classic cat pose used to deter enemies and threaten an attack. Moments later, she recognized the scent.

"Snakepaw, you mousebrain," she growled, but the insult was a little softer than she would have used for just anyone. "You're going to scare the prey from the forest for the next season. Fat chance of either of us getting to learn how to get a squirrel with you charging around." Her tone was borderline cruel, but her eyes were calm. Breezepaw definitely matched her name - all cool whispers and frigid gales, though her tongue bit as swiftly as an adder's. "Yes, I'm done with 'training,' if you count learning where to find fresh moss as an actual lesson. Bramblestar gave me the worst warrior to train under. I haven't even seen him since this morning, when he told me to change out the moss in the apprentices' den, the nursery, and the elders' den. You can thank me for your new nest, by the way," she added acidly, sarcasm dripping from her words like snake venom. It wasn't that she was genuinely angry - she was just disappointed by her mentor. Not that anyone but her brother would be able to tell, of course.

[Skiv]

Snakepaw just smiled at his sister. He just flinched slightly at her growl but then easily recovered, he must have just scared the she-cat but she would get over it. Then he just laughed at her comment just making more noise he just stomped on the ground slightly. Then he just said, "Its nice to see you too Breezepaw." Then just padded around his sister and came up beside her. He flicked his tail at her and just frowned at her. He didn't like that she wasn't having a good day. It seemed that her mentor taught her about moss where his mentor taught him how to pull fur out of a tail. He just looked back at his tail with a growl, anyone could tell the clump of fur that was missing. He just then purred at his sister, "Thanks for the new nest. Don't be so mad, your done now so lets have some fun." He just padded ahead of her with a bounce in his step. Thats when he looked back over his shoulder at the she-cat. "Lets go, I don't want to wait for you as well. I have been doing that all day with Hawkshadow. That crazy old blind she-cat doesn't know how to move. I have seen an elder move fast than her." He just started forward once again, the words falling from his mouth like rain on a stormy day. "She took a chunk of fur out of my tail today! Can you believe that!" The tom swung his tail in his sister's face so she could see it as well.

Glorilyss

[Glorilyss]

If Breezepaw had thought that she had it bad, she had to admit that Snakepaw wasn't doing much better in the mentor department. She wasn't very familiar with the she-cat that Snakepaw mentioned - after all, MidnightClan was a pretty big Clan - but she recalled seeing Hawkshadow once or twice. She would have almost felt sorry for him, if she hadn't expected him to just do what he wanted anyways. Since when had anyone ever been able to control the tom? At least, not anyone with any real authority - not that she could remember. Shrugging her shoulders, Breezepaw remarked silently to herself that she really didn't have anything better to do, and if she stayed out of camp, maybe she'd be able to escape some other sort of menial chore disguised as learning.

As the tomcat stepped in front of her, Breezepaw flicked her eyes over the twitching tail in her face. In fact, she'd just been wondering at the patch of fur missing from aforementioned appendage when the tom complained - at her! As though she hadn't been named exactly for her long legs! Her aggressively-competitive pride flared up, and the she-cat gave another low-voiced growl moments before digging in her paws and throwing herself forward. The young dilute-calico-tabby shot past Snakepaw's slower pace, her gray tail flicking somewhere in the general vicinity of his face, and ducked through the foliage around them, pouring every ounce of irritation into her dead sprint. Slowing down, she realized she'd been running for several long seconds. Panting from the exercise, the youth turned back around, retracing her pawsteps to find her brother. As soon as she came within earshot, she shot Snakepaw a triumphant smirk. "I'm sorry, what did you say? I was waiting for you to catch up."

[ooc: I based her being faster off of his app (it says he's a slow runner) but if you want me to change it, I can!]

[Skiv]

[ooc: Thats perfectly fine by me no need to change a thing!]

Snakepaw just again kept moving forward. There was no way that Breezepaw would stay back there for very long. Snakepaw tended to forget that his sister was a lot faster than he was. We maybe more than a lot faster. It was more like Snakepaw didn't have a chance of even catching up to Breezepaw. The other thing he knew was that his sister was quite the competive she-cat he knew that she would take his teasing and complaining as a challenge. He just didn't know what the challenge was going to be. but thats when even before he moved a tail length forward he felt his pelt move. His sister colored fur flashed by him and he just blinked his eyes and then laughed. Thats Breezepaw for you. He just watched her and chased after her. His paws hurting from his run already to get away from Hawkshadow, the young tom was now at a walk panting slightly. He couldn't see Breezepaw anymore and he just grumbled, but then what when he heard her panting and he just sighed slowly moving towards her.

Snakepaw just grumbled, "Yeah Yeah Breezepaw. I get it." Then he just flicked his tail back and forth. He knew that she was not going to let this go. He just then headed foward once again but at a slow pace. He didn't want to have to run to catch up with her again when he knew that he couldn't do it. Thats when he just asked, "I hope your mentor turns out better than mine. The way my training is going I wont be a warrior until I'm 50 moons old!" Then he just looked at Breezepaw to see what she was going to say.

Glorilyss

[Glorilyss]

Breezepaw felt a fierce surge of pride in her abilities. She delighted in the feeling of throwing herself into the run, of the long undulation of muscles, the synergy of her components working together to push her faster and farther. She couldn't help but fall in love with the rush of the wind in her fur, or the caress of foliage when she whipped past it. She was hopelessly, utterly smitten with the feeling of raw power and ability that accompanied such long runs and dead sprints. She was a hunter, she was a fighter, she was a runner - she was at the top of the food chain, and no one and nothing would change that. She was a fierce creature with claws and teeth and the ability to fly without ever leaving the ground. Anyone who tried to tell her she wasn't the best would have to be taken care of.

When her brother continued on, grumbling a bit at her showing off, she flashed him a quick smile full of feral, tiny teeth. The she-cat turned and fell into step beside him, letting her long legs stretch to make up for their disparity in height. As the siblings headed deeper into the forest, Breezepaw shrugged. "I dunno. I've caught him making cow eyes at the other she-cats in the training clearing every time we go, and he seems like he's full of hot air." She paused, then tilted her head, mind working. "I'd say I can probably get him to ask Sunstar to drop me within... ten sunrises. You should do that too, you know," she added quickly, golden-amber eyes sparking. "It's pretty easy. Just be insufferably difficult. Or I guess you could tell Sunstar that you want a new mentor, but who knows how that'll work out?"

[AAAAAH SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT]