A Fresh Start [Roselocke]

[:-Misa-:]

"Hey, there you are."
Go away...
"What are you doing out here anyway? You know you have your first lesson today."
I'm not stupid of course I know that.
"So... you're just gonna sit there with your back to me and not say anything?"
Just go back to camp if all you did was come out here to scold me.
"You know. Out of everyone I'm the one who's been putting up with your mopey self for the past moons, the least you could do is put on the nice facade for me considering if it wasn't for me you'd be in Starclan."

...

Yes they had their ups and downs but at the end of the day Sharpfire was right; if it hadn't been for him he'd be dead in Leafclan's camp among bunches of other bodies. but no. Here he was. Recovering well. Breathing. Living. A sigh escaped Jaggedbreeze's mouth, head dropping to stare between the roots where he sat. The shallow depths reflected back a vague mirroring image of the young warrior.

Confusion.
Hurt.
Anger.
Defeat.

Anything but pride stared back at him, "I'm actually here waiting for her. I told her to meet me here so I can test her hunting skills." There was a pause, his words drifting through the air, silence replacing them. His brother's silence echoed his disbelief, there was no way he was buying it. "I guess I just decided to get here a bit earlier than I asked her to be here. I wanted to get out of camp for a bit."

Sharpfire nodded mumbling 'alright' deciding to just drop it, "Well do yourself a favor bro, and at least look alive and ready when she get's here." 

Jaggedbreeze remained still as he heard the soft thud of the striped tom's footsteps get farther away, and only when they vanished all together did he mumble the slightest of words under his breathe. I never asked for any of this...
With that thought, his reflection vanished and he was up on his feet. ...but might as well do what I can.


Roselocke

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Tags: :-Misa-:
Muse: Great
OOC: SO sorry! I had to kind of build up Thistle first, and then I have been very busy with life recently!
Words: 342

A she-cat slipped through the camp entrance, sparkling eyes staring ahead without the slightest content. Webpaw off, the same with the rest of her siblings, the lovely odd apprentice was left to tend to training, with the grumpy mentor who seemed to be quite the oddity. From how he was always with his brother, to how he was always simply being more grumpy than most. With a flick of her tail, the she-cat dwelled into her thoughts as she stepped forward, her paws lightly tapping the green grass as her white fur seemed to shiver as the sunlight met it, just as the black mask set upon her elegant features seemed to cause all the light fur upon her elegant body grow brighter than before, if exposed to the certain lighting of Sunlight.

Of course, who could say she was not beautiful?

Herself, actually.

With a huff, her lean, lanky body finally slipped forward, until finally scenting her mentor. Jagged...what was his name again? Jaggedblossom? No, it was Jaggedbreeze. but then again, why should she care? All this was for was to hone her skills, so she would create a proper warrior, which was all that anyone seemed to care about these days. With a final role of her silver eyes, yet another oddity of the outcast she-cat, she let her voice touch the air, with sarcasm heavy in the light breeze of her voice,"Ahem! Jaggedbreeze, what are we doing today?" Thistlepaw stepped forward with a quirk of her eyebrow, before pushing herself forward and standing right next to that large mentor of hers. Her lanky limbs moved gently, as if she was a breeze as she moved, though why would she ever see herself as anymore than an annoyance, a person not as wanted as most?

It was useless, and she knew it.

but she also knew how to embrace it.

[:-Misa-:]

Ooc:// *gasps* I'm alive! I had this state testing mumbo-jumbo then finals but now it's summer so I'm no longer dead. Excuse the ickyness, I haven't RP'd in about a month *cracks knuckles*
Tag:// Roselocke


He had yet to even turn around when his ears were met with a sarcastic chime. So this was how it was going to start... great. Although usually rather smart about his approaches, Jaggedbreeze hadn't even bothered to 'read up' on the apprentice that he had been assigned to. Not one of the best of decisions on his part. He had no idea about what type of personality he was dealing with, and or how they would clash. but just from her few word entrance, that was enough to know that their clash wouldn't be on better end of the spectrum.

"Hunting. I want to see what you know." At this point Thistlepaw had already jumped up onto the tangle of roots beside the spotted warrior, though Jaggedbreeze didn't turn his attention toward her. His eyes remained glazed over, looking downstream calculating the endless possibilities about how this single lesson could turn out, the ending product of this mashed up, complicated equation.

With a silent inaudible sigh the tom finally took a look at the host to the previously sarcastic tone. Pupils slit, the pair of green orbs hardened, unblinking scanning over the apprentice's features. She wasn't too big or too small, both in size and composition. So based on how this kind of stuff usually goes, it was safe to assume her skills would be rather equal all around, with a few kinks that needed to be sorted out here and there. Probably one of the biggest disadvantages would be around land hunting due to coloration. 

Thank Starclan.

Thistlepaw was a rather lightly colored cat, so it may be difficult not getting spotted by prey, but at least they were water based hunters. The tom was just about to complete his evaluation when he caught himself looking at the she-cat's eyes. They were silver and drew him in having never seen anything like it before. 

Jaggedbreeze was staring and he didn't even realize.