Fandom 「Dawn Rising」(CLOSED)

[Stormblooded]

Cedarpaw's whiskers twitched, watching her mentor joke around with the two toms. She glanced at the ground before smirking and piping up. "They DO, still talk about you, Emberclaw, Falconpaw is just a mousebrain." She chuckled, tail flicking at Falconpaw's pelt as she raised her head in challenge.

Silvermane raised his chin. "The clan won't admit it, especially not someone like Emberclaw, but sure enough they know the strong, stealthy Silvermane can't be beat at anything he tries!" He boasted. He glanced down at the young apprentice and smiled warmly. "Don't worry, I know you're gonna be great! Lets see here... we'll head to the part of the river by the training fields... Maybe run into the other apprentices as they finish up?" He said as they padded along.

 

[NynaNinja]

Emberclaw's ear twitched in annoyance, shifting his glare from Goldenmist to Cedarpaw and letting out a defeated sigh, "Well, I'm in a patrol full of mouse-brains right now... And who's this now?" The older tom slowly rose to his paws, glancing behind Cedarpaw to nod his head in greeting to Dewstone and Fennelpaw as they padded in. "Decided to join the kit patrol, huh? Well, we'll escort you two to the border if you would like.. after all, Fennelpaw here will need to be a great medicine cat if these are the apprentices he's growing up with." Letting out another exasperated sigh, Emberclaw stepped over to Falconpaw and grabbed his scruff, pulling him off the much larger deputy, "Never attack your mentor unless you are training..." he scolded between russet fur, dropping the fluffed apprentice and turning his head. "Goldenmist, if you and Cedarpaw wouldn't mind taking the rear of the patrol so that we can escort our two medicine cats to the border." Shaking his head, he flicked Falconpaw on the nose with his tail, "You're up front with me, we'll be going at a slower pace. Oh StarClan, Foxstar should have just sent a badger with the amount of noise we'll be making."

Mistpaw nodded excitedly, a bounce in her step as she padded beside the great warrior. She glanced behind her and tilted her head as she thought she saw a flash of Fennelpaw's pelt in the undergrowth. Quickly dismissing the thought, she shook her head and turned her attention back to Silvermane. "Ah, yeah! That sounds great..! Ah, I'm so excited to learn everything you know!"

Batear jumped quickly next to Ratstep, nudging him and flicking his tail towards the border between StoneClan and DawnClan territory. "You mark the border yet, adder-brain?" he meowed jokingly, taking a seat next to his long-time friend and grinning. "I hope some DawnClan cats will show their webbed paws today.. it's been a while since we got to show them not to mess with StoneClan, eh Ratstep?" The thin, black tom chuckled cockily, standing up and crouching low, taking a few swipes at the empty space in front of him.

 

[Ellie Miller]

Ratstep rolled his eyes, scoffing as Batear pawed at his imaginary foe. “I hear they’re appointing some new apprentices soon, it’s possible we’ll run into some on patrol.” Stretching his back gently, he grunted, pawing the dry ground below him. “Don’t you get bored of just sitting and watching our borders? Don’t you ever want to go exploring again?”

Fennelpaw smiled softly at Emberclaw’s remark, certainly agreeing that this group of apprentices was to be quite rowdy. He watched as Emberclaw lead Falconpaw to the front of the group on patrol, thinking wow! He really looks like a warrior! before falling in line with Dewstone, ears perked up in case Dewstone happened to have any wisdom for him.

After being pulled off of Goldenmist, Falconpaw hit the ground, letting out a slight huff before shaking the dirt out of his fur. He straightened his posture at his brothers arrival, trying to save as much composure as he could when his mentor shot him down every five seconds. Slightly distracted, he jumped back slightly as Emberclaw flicked his nose before coming to his senses and heading proudly to the front of the patrol, carefully scanning the surrounding land for any rogue, or worse, Stoneclan cats that might be around.

Goldenmist laughed at Emberclaws remark, perhaps with a slightly sarcastic undertone. “You act as though they should be so serious! Let them have some fun,” she says, adjusting herself and nudging Cedarpaw with her to fall in line behind the toms. “You couldn't have been so serious when you were this young!”