Awaiting~ [Pikeru]

[Blue Wulf]

((Closed to myself and Pikeru.))

Hawkpaw opened a sleepy eye to see a single beam of light, fluttering through a space between the leaves of the den to land right on his face. He sneered at it, squinting his eyes as he smiled evily at the sun, knowing its purposeful tricks. He sat up and brushed moss out of his fur, licking away to leave it at its usual glossy self. He wanted to at least look good for his first day of training!

After doing so, he finally poked his head out of the den to see the other cats where busy darting around the camp like busy flies. He grinned but then wiped it off as soon as it had appeared. He licked his nose as he approached the fresh-kill to nab and eat a mouse before going on his training session.

Trotting around the camp, bright yellow rays reflected on tiny water puddles, casting a surreal look as if the ground was containing some sort of silver liquid beneath its surface. Hawkpaw sat near the entrance-exit of the camp, sitting to a side so as to let pass other cats. He smiled as light refracted through a hanging dew-drop across the clearing and casted a rainbow in his eyes. The little ginger tom looked to the growing sky, awaiting his mentor's appearance and orders.

[~*Pikeru]

OOC: I AM NOT DONE WITH THIS POST!!! My brother wants the computer so I have to finish it later.... Okay...now it is ready!



IC: Thawpelt gave a wide yawn as he stretched his stiff limbs. Suddenly, his dark blue eyes flashed open with realization. He had to train Hawkpaw today. I hope I didn't get a trouble maker... Thawpelt grummbled in his mind as he padded out of the Warrior's den. Weather it was surprise or pride that filled the tom's chest, he didn't quite know, but seeing Hawkpaw already up and ready sure pleased him. "Feel like hunting or battle training today?" the oddly colored tom questioned, taking a glance around the camp before letting his dark blue gaze rest on his apprentice.



OOC: I know...much wasn't added to it...but my brother might as well of been beating me off the computer with a stick. <_<"

[Blue Wulf]

((OOC: ROFL! Sorry but the "might as well of been beating me off the computer with a stick" is just too funny!!))

Hawkpaw had been about dozing off, his eyelids flickering in the soft gold light that so warmed his pelt. So soft...so warm......Hawkpaw snapped out of his daze as his mentor finally appeared and spoke to him.
"Umm, anything to get the blood pumping really! And what you think would be best for me~" Hawkpaw flattened his paw on his cheek, smiling and although unseen through his fur, he blushed at his first expedition with his mentor. His first trip, his first training...so many emotions!
"Whatever you choose, I'm ready!" Hawkpaw's eyes glittered like the night stars as the excitement flooded into his blood stream and began kicking in. He felt he could run a mile!...Not really...

[~*Pikeru]

OOC: Yeah...he was going to go get something hard to hit me with....lol XP


IC: Thawpelt gave a small chuckle. "How about some battle training then? That way if a ambush were to happen, you wouldn't be stuck flinging your catch at them." the oddly colored tom held back a slight mrrow of laughter at the mental image he got with his last sentence. Plus, they wouldn't really need to go far to practice. "Lets head out then..." With a small flick of his tail, Thawpelt began to make his way out of the camp. Once away from the entrance, the Skyclan tom made a sharp turn left, and burst into a run, following the wall of the camp. Thawpelt glanced over his shoulder to make sure Hawkpaw was keeping up.

[Blue Wulf]

((OOC: Sorry I haven't responded in such a long while! Stuff happened in real life, a whole series of linked events. I'm a computer person, and I hadn't touched the computer for around a month, that's scary! I tell you, the apocolypse approaches...))

Hawkpaw chuckled at his mentor's joke, wondering whether to say anything back. He flicked a paw in air but nothing came out his mouth. He twitched his whiskers in annoyance at this before watching his mentor take to the outside of the camp. With a grin of glee, he wobbled back onto his feet and trotted after him, letting out an exsasperated groan as his mentor began to sprint.
"What is this, fat camp?" Hawkpaw groaned as his leg muscles worked to push him further toward his mentor, finally reaching his pace. Either he had gotten faster or his mentor had slowed down. He gulped down breaths, wondering to what part of the territory they would train at. The forest, the hills, the creek, the lake...oh where? Hawkpaw drew hin energy and bounded forward in a burst, his eyes still capturing the light of the moon through the sun's rays.