Keep Up Grandfather! [ Issie ]

[Twineheart]

[ Isilme This is gonna be fun lol]

It wasn't even dawn in Stormclan's quiet pine tree surrounded camp. Very few cats stirred especially in the apprentice den. All attempting to get in the last few minutes of sleep they could... all except one that was. Sitting amongst his snoozing clanmates was the silver tabby and white form of a wide eye'd Silverpaw. Today was his first day of training with his mentor and grandfather Fallenstorm. Needless to say the tom was beyond excited. Licking his fur rapidly he fidgets as he waits to be called by his mentor. His fidgeting getting him a few choice words from his sister Streampaw who slept nearby. He ducks his head mumbling an apology. Why were they all sleeping!? He thought wishing one of his littermates was awake so he could chat with them. but they all seemed to be sound asleep whilst he was wide awake staring at the entrance to the den, his whole body poised for action.

[Isilme]

Fallenstorm woke up from yet another restless sleep, he was getting quite used to them by now but it didn´t made him any less tired, but today he couldn´t just go around dragging himself as he was usually doing, today he had to train with Silverpaw, his grandson, and show him around the territory, he wasn´t so sure what had led Finchsong to put the two of them together be he was surelly going to make the best of the situation and pass down everything he knew for the new apprentice, the silver warrior got up and grommed his fur with particular care, he couldn´t give a bad exemple now could he? Green eyes scanned the warriors den for a few moments checking whoever was already up before he headed out, the tom took his time to eat something before heading out to the apprentice´s den just to find out Silverpaw was already up and waiting for him. "Good morning Silverpaw, happy to see you awake, have you eat something yet?" The warrior asked and didn´t even bothered to enter the smaller den since the other tom was already up. "If not, you should, we have a long day ahead of us and you will certainly need energy." Fallenstorm said before walking ahead to the fresh kill pile and waiting for his grandson there.

[Twineheart]

[ Isilme ]

Silverpaw nearly tumbled from his nest in his haste to get out of the apprentice den. His head bobbing up and down as he listened to Fallenstorm's words. " Morning!" He says quickly, licking down his chest fur which was slightly sticking up from sleep. Satisfied he glances back up when the tom mentions eating, " Right!" He says before padding over to where his grandfather waited. Choosing a small brown mouse Silverpaw sat and ate it quickly taking large bites and barely chewing. Only a few minutes later he'd finished and he hops to his paws " Ready!" He exclaims his green eyes so much like his mother Nightbriar's were sparkling up at the older tom. " So what will we do today grandfather!?" he asks unable to control himself. He just wanted to be out of camp and training to become a warrior. The BEST warrior of course!