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Post by Devilstar on Nov 3, 2009 22:15:58 GMT -5
Devilstar had to bite back a sigh at the biting comments traded between Aspenpaw and Wolfpaw, idly wondering if Aspenpaw’s troublesome ways were causing him to go prematurely gray. He rather hoped not; gray had never been his color. “Aspenpaw,” he began quietly, his tone sharp. “That is quite enough out of you. You and Wolfpaw are comrades. Even if you two do not like each other, I hope that one of you will come out the better, and I would like it if it would be my apprentice.”
He then turned around to rebuke Wolfpaw, but the she-cat had already sauntered away, tail in the air proudly. He sighed, and made a mental note to tell her mentor, Paintedsoul about the encounter later that day when he saw her. The painted she-cat would know how to deal with her apprentice better than he would. He smelled the distinct air of a grueling training lesson for both Aspenpaw and Wolfpaw. It smelled bitter.
Then he turned back to Leopardpaw, who was acting surprisingly calm despite her normal vivacious ways. “It is warm today, though I believe I feel a change in the wind. I think that winter is fast approaching.” He agreed, continuing her awkward attempts at starting a conversation smoothly, smiling kindly down at the younger cat. “Do you agree, Torrentheart?” He knew that the older tom foresaw the future at occasional intervals and turned to the blind tom slightly, cobalt eyes politely curious.
(I propose a posting order. Starting with this post, whoever posts next, then after that, and after that, that'll be the order, aye?)
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Post by (( lullaby * on Nov 6, 2009 14:55:39 GMT -5
((Okay, Tilly.))
a s p e n p a w&&
For a cat that had never been upstaged before, Aspenpaw remained admiringly calm as she watched Wolfpaw saunter away. Her eyes were stoic as she turned to her mentor, her voice cold as she said, "Who said we were comrades?" Lifting her chin self-righteously, the apprentice added smoothly, "And who said that I wasn't already the better?" She raised her eyebrows, not an ounce of guilt in her as she talked back to her leader. Andddd her mentor. This was obviously going to end up as elder duty, but Aspenpaw would do anything to protect her dignity.
The pretty apprentice swept a freezing glare over the rest of the cats. "No, it's not winter." She smirked. "Wolfpaw's farting makes the air too warm and stinky." Aspenpaw curled her tail neatly around her paws as she spoke. "Don't deny it, Wolfpaw!" She called more loudly, her eyes flickering brightly and totally innocently.
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Post by Ẅ ĭ ļ ð ŷ on Nov 8, 2009 15:00:55 GMT -5
Wolfpaw stalked farther away from the group, her ears partially laid back and her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits. Her mood had been distinctly soured by the fact that she had let Aspenpaw get to her in front of Devilstar, but there was nothing she could do about that now. Calm, calm. She chided herself, trying to think about happier thoughts than her current ones, which involved sinking her claws into Aspenpaw's overly-groomed, sassy, self-righteous pelt.
At that moment, Aspenpaw's shrill voice cut into her concentration like nettles stinging her nose. "Wolfpaw's farting makes the air too warm and stinky. Don't deny it, Wolfpaw!"
Wolfpaw froze midstep, the beginnings of a snarl contorting her rather wolflike features, making her look extremely feral and unfriendly. Rage pounded behind her temples and in her ears, almost making her dizzy. It took every ounce of willpower she had not to turn around and shred that stuck up snob of an apprentice into fresh kill. Instead however, she paused for a full ten seconds, taking a deep calming breath, and then turned halfway back toward Aspenpaw. Wolfpaw's eyes were blazing. If looks could kill, Aspenpaw would be pinned to a tree on the other side of camp by daggers, bleeding from various gashes in her belly. "You know what Aspenpaw?" Wolfpaw said through gritted teeth, "Don't talk to me like I'm a fool. You'll just end up embarrassing yourself." Now just stop this ridiculous argument. She added furiously in her thoughts.
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