A New Day (Tagged)

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Glorilyss 

Stormheart's tail swished back and forth. She was waiting for her new apprentice, she was both excited and nervous about having a new apprentice. Stormheart was delighted to be able to teach her fighting skills to the next generation, but she also knew how she had been as an apprentice and was hoping she wouldn't have to deal with someone as ornery and disrespectful and she had been. 

[Glorilyss]

It did not feel like it was going to be a good day, Breezepaw reflected dourly as she rolled out of her nest. She knew that today she was supposed to be training with a new mentor - a proper one, hopefully, since she'd had her last one asking Sunstar to be relieved of his duties - but she had little hopes hate he'd have anyone worth wasting the time on. It wasn't that Breezepaw was necessarily pessimistic - she just realized that if her brother had had a terrible mentor and she had suffered the same fate, maybe there weren't that many good mentors around. Stifling a long-suffering sigh, the dilute-calico-quasi-tabby cat stepped lightly out of the den. Her eyes were an instant challenge as she swept them around the clearing, landing on the cat that she had been very briefly introduced to. Stepping forward with her chin slightly up, she stopped in front of Stormheart, staying quiet, waiting to see if the older cat would make the first move.

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Stormheart seeing the defiance in the apprentices eyes immediately returned the silent challenge, she straightened up which made her significantly taller. "I've been informed that you had a mentor before this, show me what you already know."

Stormheart needed to make sure Breezepaw knew that she was the mentor, and she would be in charge. Stormheart hardened her gaze and kept her full attetion on the apprentice.

[Glorilyss]

[ooc: so so sorry for the delay!]

Breezepaw frowned at the older cat's display of superiority - she hardly liked to be reminded of the fact that she wasn't very tall, even for her young age. Her eyes were a wealth of golden-amber sparks, silently calculating the best way to tackle this new problem: a new mentor, and probably another terrible one. She hardly even really wanted to deal with some cat if they weren't going to absolutely push her to her limits and beyond, and if this cat was another lackadaisical halfwit, she didn't want to be the one training herself. Still, at least from the way she was staring, Breezepaw wondered if she'd be at least a bit better than the previous one.

Which led her to the question: what had she learned? Wrinkling her nose, she replied in her trademark cool tone. "Well," she drawled, her voice slow and languid like a stretching queen, "I can show you where the best moss is found. I can show you how to clean a den. And I can show you that I'm not going to bother with any mentor who wants to flirt with other warriors rather than teach me." Even for such a young cat, she almost looked fearsome - well, maybe that was stretching a bit, but she clearly meant business. "Oh, and I can tell you the entire warrior code by heart and run faster than the wind, but I taught myself those things, so." An elegant shrug almost made her look arrogant, but in truth was just confident. Your move.

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Stormheart made a disapproving noise, she hoped Breezepaw wasn't one of those apprentices who didn't care about their lessons, she wanted to make Breezepaw the best warrior she could be, and maybe more. "Hardly everything an apprentice of your age should know" Stormheart pursed her lips decided what to start with.

"Clearly you haven't learned any fighting or hunting yet, I want to gauge your natural instinct, attack me" Stormheart waited completely still waiting silently for what the apprentice would do.

[Glorilyss]

Breezepaw wasn't certain if her new mentor was actually trying to frustrate her, but she felt a flicker of irritation anyways. Of course she didn't know much - her last mentor had been an idiot. However, that certainly didn't make her a fool! Breezepaw felt herself bristle slightly across the shoulders, then rethought the gesture and forced her fur to lie flat. With a tone like glacial ice, she ducked her head stiffly. "As you wish."

The younger cat turned, padding a few steps away and then about-facing to look at Stormheart. She frowned mentally; while fighting wasn't exactly something she was brand new at, she definitely didn't have the repertoire of knowledge that a full warrior would have. All she had were a few moves from her days in the nursery - but those were over. With amber eyes dancing over her mentor, she tried to gauge if she would be quicker or slower. The long legs hinted at speed, so she'd have to be tricky, then.

With no warning, she flung herself forwards, her own long legs reaching out to grab the earth and fling herself forward. The youth had grown up as the much-faster half of a sibling pair; she felt a familiar rush of freedom as she barreled headlong at her mentor. At the very last second, she flung her skinny body to the side, swinging a forepaw out in a wide arc in an attempt to smash into Stormheart.