New Day, New Possibilites [OPEN]

[nadia]

NIGHTPAW of ThunderClan

09 Moons. She-Cat. Apprentice

The day was starting like any other. The black and white she-cat rose from her slumber in her nest and she looked around the den. Most of the other apprentice's have left already. Oakfall told her that today was to be a day off, to be able to relax and have fun, if that was possible. The she-cat rose from her nest then and she sat down outside of it. She licked her paw then and she started to clean her fur. She stood once more and shook her body to be rid of the moss that might still be sticking to her fur.

She let her yellow eyes wonder around the den before she walked out. She wandered over to the fresh kill pile and she took a small mouse. She might go hunting with another cat today, just to be sure that she does not seem like she is not doing her job after all. The she-cat walked over to a tree and she laid down beneath it as she started to tear the meat from its bones. Once finished, she got up and buried the remains before she sat down once more.

Maybe I should check on the Elder's. Just as she thought that, another apprentice came out with old moss. She sighed then and she shook her head. She was hyper, but she was being good at holding it down so that it did not get her into trouble by not doing anything right now.

[~Nighthunter~]

Nighthunter - Hunter of the night...~

The night had become an embrace for her since her birth, a gentle caress that her thoughts could confide in, and her worries escape. Walking back from her usual late night stroll, her mind still heavy, Nighthunter thought she could feel the slight pang of hunger. She wasn't sure if it was really hunger though or her unsettled manner, for since the fall of moonstone she had never known if her mate had made it to Starclan. Every night she would sit and watch looking for a sign. Her son Burningpatch had left to try and find his own way she assumed for he vanished too several moons ago. She knew in a way only a mother could that he yet lived, but she wished him well just the same.

Shaking the morning dew off her pelt, she could hear the bustling of a just waking camp. Though not a fresh young warrior, she was still capable and strong, her long pitch black pelt gleaming with health, her eyes full of wisdom, and her heart hardened. She hadn't made the return journey empty pawed, and carried two mice and a vole with her, there bodies swaying limply from her jaws by there tails. Slinking into camp, a quick glance revealed a few faces up early. She wasn't surprised as most not on duty tended to sleep in if they could.

That's when she caught sight of Nightpaw emerging from the apprentice's den. It was odd to see an apprentice out early on there day off, though it wasn't a bad thing, just unusual. While she bathed, Nighthunter dropped her prey off and picked out a thrush. Her moss could use a few feather, and she would take a few to the elders as well of course. Keeping her nest neat was one of her hobbies. Rarely did she make apprentices have to do it, unless they were her own. It had been some time since she last had an apprentice, not since Sparrowpaw anyway.

Settling down she began systematically ripping away at her prize. The feathers flew up and landed on her head and next to her as she did this. Though she knew it was inevitable, she didn't mind the mess, it served a purpose in the end. Another apprentice in the meantime came from the elders den with old bedding. After removing the feathery appendages she was promptly going to take them to the elders for sure because of that.

Looking at the other apprentice, she wondered if she would like to practice. She knew Oakfall pretty well and wouldn't think it would be a pesky thing to do. Besides the more knowledge from different places the growing Thunderclanner could get the better. She finished her meal, and took a mouthful of feather and walked over to Nightpaw. Sitting down next to her, feathers spilling out and falling on the ground she smiled, and then put the rest down. "Hello Nightpaw, don't mind the feathers. Lovely morning isn't it? Oakfall let you have off today I bet, otherwise you would be out with the other apprentices. Would you like to come and learn from me today?" She patiently waited, with a pleasant look on her face.

[nadia]

NIGHTPAW of ThunderClan

09 Moons. She-Cat. Apprentice

She was enjoying this, it was a nice day off and it was something that was going to keep her mind off of how horribly she might do on her next lesson. She shook her head then. She shouldn't think like that, just because she messed up did not mean she was a horrible apprentice right? Failure was a learning process as well right? The black and white she-cat finished her grooming right as feathers fell before her.

She looked up to see Nighthunter sitting down next to her. Nightpaw looked at the feathers and she shook her head. "It it kind of hard to ignore them when there are so many." The younger she-cat's voice held some amusement from that and she looked at the other she-cat. Nighthunter was not that much older than her, and Nighthunter was just another ebony she-cat in ThunderClan.

Nightpaw nodded regardless though. "Sure, another cat's training could help me some right?" She questioned aloud. She was not expecting the other she-cat to answer, but she would not be surprised if Nighthunter did answer as well. She looked back to the feathers then. "And what in StarClan's name are we going to do with these feathers?" That questions was aimed toward the other she-cat then.

[~Nighthunter~]

Nighthunter - Hunter of the night...~

She thought she had been smiling when she walked over, and could have sworn that it would have lead to a return gesture of the same stature, but instead she was met by an amused head shake. If anything it actually put her in a better mood. Of course I got that response I look like a bird probably with all these feathers sticking out everywhere. It's a wonder I didn't get laughed at instead, or her eyes didn't bug out of her head before she awkwardly walked off. Maybe I am simply overthinking things, because I tend to do that... oh great now I am inner monolouging while she is probably standing wondering why I am so silent. She cleared her throat and smiled again politely and curled her tail neatly in front of her paws sweeping the feathers closer to her paws and out of the way.

She was about to comment on them when the tuxedo colored she cat made a grim reply to the teaching offer. Trying not to take it hard or get annoyed at the lack of enthusiasm, she tried looking at it from an apprentices perspective. Frankly that was a challenge to her since she had been a very long extended apprentice due to having kits that early and having two liters to look after. She had postponed her training, and really had pushed herself to make up for lost time. She supposed maybe this young cat was tired and worn out. That wasn't a very absurd thought, if in fact her mentor had given her the day off. It was somewhat hard for her to understand, being as she was hoping to keep busy and avoid sleep as much as she could.

The other comment on the feathers gave her a way out without having to try not to nag or scold her into marching out into the woods so that she could show her just how much fun working hard was, as she truly enjoyed it. The feathers were just a comfort trick, but a good lesson just the same. Nighthunter got a little defensive of her feathers too, she was willing to share them, but she did wish to add some to her nest as well. Maybe she would go looking for another bird after this. " Well all these feathers do serve a purpose believe it or not. For one the are comfortable, and they keep you warm among other things. I take a bunch to the elders to stick a few in there nests sometimes, but I actually like them for my own too. I brought them over here so someone else wouldn't take them before I could put them to use."

During that whole speech she was contemplating whether to bring up the other offered training. Maybe she would just ask again and see, it didn't hurt to double check the enthusiasm levels. She had no problem teaching him if he wished it, but if not then that was fine as well. Something would come up to keep her busy, something always did afterall. Tentatively she brought it up. " It can be a great asset to learn from multiple sources. It can be the difference in a fight, or in a hunt. It is however entirely up to you." Now it was more up in the air, and she didn't feel like she was dragging her into the training. Torture wasn't on her mind at all, she was in a mood for fun, and it wasn't her apprentice, so she couldn't work Nightpaw too hard. Oakfall might not take to that to well, and she really didn't relish angering a clanmate.