Leafpaw nodded quickly. A red leaf fluttered to the sod, and Leafpaw stiffened her shoulders and crouched. Carefully, she prowled ove rto the leaf and with a single pounce, "killed" it. She nipped and bit viciously at the leaf, sending pieces flying everywhere. "Stupid mouse!" she giggled. "They're so easy!"
Ebonystar looked in suprise at young Leafpaw. "Blizzardclaw your apprentice is coming along greatly it will no time at all when she is made in to a warrior." He purred at mentor and apprentice.
-- Edited by Ebonycloud at 04:07, 2008-01-22
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OOC: I don't think we should use DawnClan. Rosetail already has a Clan called DawnClan. And I have no problem with Ebonycloud as leader or Blizzardclaw as deputy. :) Oh, and I'd like an apprentice for once. :) would someone mind being my apprentice? IC: Wetleaf padded out of the warriors den, yawning. She noticed Blizzardclaw speaking to his apprentice, Leafpaw. Padding over, she asked him, "Going hunting with Leafpaw, are you? Mind if I join you?"
OOC: May I be a queen in this one? =3 I've always wanted to.
Rosetail padded out of the nursery, stretcing in the warm sun's rays. Her 4 kits-Lilykit, Thunderkit, Autumnkit, and Nightkit-bounced along after her. She padded over to the fresh-kill pile, glad to have some rest while the playful kits scampered over to Leafpaw. "Hi Leafpaw!" They all mewed in unison, seconds before tackling her tail.
OOC: Julia says she'll be your apprentice, Wetleaf :D
Ebonystar chuckled when he saw how cheerful the tiny kits were and padded over to thier mother. "They are beautiful kits Rosetail" His charming purred let out.
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"Thank you. They are lucky to have you as their father." Rosetail purred as she gazed down at her little ones. Thunderkit, so named for his enthusiasim, was pouncing all around, bothering the warriors. Lilykit was chasing Wetleaf's tail as it swished over the ground, scattering the brightly colored leaves. Autumnkit, named for her beautiful red and white tabby pelt, was occasionally leaping at the leaves, stopping every few moments to groom her pelt. Nightkit, the quiet black tom, was crouching near his mother, eyes following his siblings.