Post by Silhouette on Jun 26, 2013 21:04:23 GMT -5
Actions//Thoughts//Speaking
Ivymask was up before the sun. Her green eyes glowing in the dark as she walked out of the den and into Shadowclan camp. It was never the same. Now-a-days the camp changed every day. Building it back up to where it was before. Of course cats did re-pairs before to their sturdy home, yet this was different, everything was different. There home had to be re-built almost completely. Cats worked hard to keep their home safe. Ivymask had worked many days on this, and other days out hunting. But today something else called her name. The young of their clan still had to be taught, they were the future. Of course lately most of their time wasn't spent doing fun things and of course like any young cats they complained often of this.
Ivymask had been given Blackpaw as her apprentice. Of course she had taught others before, since she was the Deputy. She enjoyed teaching but only if the cat was up to the challenge. she was strict with her teaching but also tried to stay on her apprentice's side. Sticking up for the cat and trying her best to find out what fit their personality. Blackpaw was a large tom, almost bigger then Ivymask herself. He was quiet, not shy, he simply just did not speak much. Ivymask didn't have a problem with him not speaking, it was just harder to figure out what he enjoyed. She figured today she'd do a bit of training with fighting, something different. Put a little hunting mixed it, just so they do something good for the clan. Ivymask wasn't sure whether his fighting skills would come in need sooner or later. But it was always a good skill and many of the apprentices weren't practicing fighting enough. It was almost a treat for the apprentices to have some fighting practice.
She walked over to the apprentice's den. She knew almost all the cats were a sleep, except for a few that were getting ready for the morning patrol. She padded into the entrance, quiet as she could. Her green eyes falling over the sleeping bodies until she spotted the mostly black cat. Padding over to the tom she let her tail fall upon his body. Waking him quietly and putting her tail to his mouth as to not to speak. "Meet me in the dead tree clearing before the sun it halfway in the sky. Don't be late. she spoke sharply and quietly so only the black tom would hear her. She slipped out of the den, hoping the tom got all the information and walked out of the den. Speaking quietly to a cat to tell where she was going.
She trotted quietly though the forest till she found herself at the dead tree. Hoping up upon the log,s he decided to practice herself before she taught her apprentice. It was always good to warm up.