Dawn Training (Brightpaw!) Feb 27, 2013 21:31:46 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2013 21:31:46 GMT -5
Dawn had risen, hues of pink of filling the sky as the hazy sun rose from the distance. Following his clockwork schedule, Icestar’s icy eyes opened, and without missing a beat, he rose to a sitting position and began to groom himself. Having a pure white coat was a dreadful thing, with even the smallest smudge of dirt showing up on it. The leader had to spend what felt like half of the day just getting rid of dusty from his paws or legs, and to his own disdain, after a long sleep it ended up on his stomach and tail as well. He became preoccupied enough that he decided to wait a few minutes to completely clean himself before he went to wake up Brightpaw.
It wasn't too often a leader was given an apprentice;, Icestar had been prepared to never take on a little furball again with his new rank. However, ShadowClan of late lacked warriors...and numbers in general. These circumstances didn’t affect Icestar’s eagerness a bit, however; the tom was more than happy to be given Brightpaw, and enjoyed the she-cat’s personality. She had a sharp tongue, which made it a gleefully easy task to get under her fur. Of course, he couldn't always mess around with her like a kit, he held the responsibly of raising her into a proud warrior of ShadowClan.
After a few more moments of washing, Icestar tom rose to his paws and left his den, making a bee-line for the Apprentice’s. Few cats were about camp, not many wishing to rise so early. He, on the other hand, had much to teach and wanted to start on soon as possible. Not hesitating in the slightest, he entered the den to see the tortoiseshell curled up in sleep. He sat in front of her, slight smile on his maw, and let out a loud call that echoed against the walls, “Brightpaw!” Inside-voice? Patience? Those weren’t things the ShadowClan leader possessed. At least, not right now. He picked up a paw and aimed to lightly push her, “Get up, get up! We’ve got work to do today.” His voice was loud and bemused as it held back chortles; He did remember to tell her to wake up at dawn, didn't he? Or had I slipped his mind?