[Frost] brings a [Bite] --Tagged

[ℓυиαя]

Tags: Wolf

OOC: Upto you if Scorchpaw is here or not of course, just a place to start c:

A lean warrior wove his way through the camp at sunrise, pointed ears back against the sound of hacking coughs storming the camp. Each day it seemed more Sunsetclanner's fell to the chest racking cough and monstrous sickness and Thornfrost would be lying if he said he wasn't worried. Over all his moons - never had he seen the clan taken so far to the edge over Greencough.

That, coupled with Ratstar's departure, left them all with a single line of leadership and a lone, though more than capable, medicine cat apprentice. Ratstar's plan had seemed dangerous but do able - however with this spanner thrown into the works, the senior warrior was growing more and more worried. Presently, he himself was feeling fine yet he knew how swiftly that could change.

Like the wind.

Crossing the camp to the apprentices den, Thornfrost decided that him and his new apprentice Scorchpaw would leave the camp for a while - decrease their exposure with those infected and make the most of the time to get some training. Making his way around a young apprentice leaving, Thornfrost ducked his head into the darkened sleeping area and stalked the shadows with iced eyes looking for the small she cat. 

"Scorchpaw?" He called out his his serious tone. Hopefully she too hadn't fallen to the sickness wiping out cats left, right and center and only time could tell him that.

[Wolf]

Scorchpaw was not in the apprentices' den at all, but across the camp lying in a patch of leaf-fall sunlight. She watched her mentor cross the clearing and stick his head into the den to look for her. After a couple heartbeats, the small black she-cat decided she should probably let him know where she was.

A tiny nip on the tom's tail would tell him that his apprentice was in fact standing behind him, already awake and ready to go. "Hi Thornfrost!" The small bobtail purred, yellow eyes gleaming with amusement and excitement. "I've been up foreeeeever!" Her paws paddled the ground beneath her, eager to leave and finally begin her training.

(Sorry low muse rn >_<)

[ℓυиαя]

The senior warrior was just turning to try his luck elsewhere when he felt a small nip of his tail and an excited voice caused his ears to swivel forwards on his head.

"Hi Thornfrost! I've been up foreeeeever!"

Turning to meet the golden gaze of his apprentice, the steely tom nodded. "Ah, Scorchpaw, good," he said smoothly a calm rock against her storm of excitement. The rest of his body followed his stare and then the tall tom was facing her, long tail still and the sun warming his white pelt. Blue eyes looked her over carefully, seeing how she couldn't keep still in excitement and how there was a light to her eyes. So she wasn't sick, for now at least. Ears flicked upon his head and for a  moment, his eyes left hers and wandered the camp. "I thought now would be a good time," he started before looking back to her, "to have your first training session. Get out of camp for a while." A horrendous cough from behind caused an ear to draw back, proving his point. Starting off, he looked back over his shoulder and gestured that she follow.

"We will start with a patrol of the borders and then some fighting techniques." It was easier in his experience to intertwine the two; hunting and fighting with boarder patrol and from the looks of things, she was going to be a fast learner. Heading out of camp with a flick of his tail, Thornfrost slowed his steps from his usual gait to allow the smaller she cat to keep up.

"So Scorchpaw," he said when they where a short distance from camp, "what can you smell?"