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Post by Liquid Poison~Sagefeather on Sept 13, 2009 20:56:56 GMT
Crowstar crouched in the training hollow, tail brushing the sandy floor. She stared at the entrance, waiting for Spottedpaw to appear. Spottedpaw, though a kittypet, showed good potential. That was why Crowstar had let the she-cat join ThunderClan. Although some wouldn't accept the young cat instantly, Crowstar had a feeling that after her training, Spottedpaw would become a highly respected warrior of ThunderClan. She stared back at the entrance, waiting.
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Post by sarah on Sept 17, 2009 19:41:46 GMT
Spottedpaw, the next morning, stretched in her nest. The sun was rising above the horizon, and it warmed up Spottedpaw's pelt. She padded out of the Apprentice's Den after noticing that it was already empty. Spottedpaw took a piece of fresh kill from the fresh kill pile and sat down comfortably to eat. Looking around, Spottedpaw saw that Crowstar was absent. Deciding that the ThunderClan leader and mentor must be in the Training Hollow that she was shown yesterday, Spottedpaw picked up her half-eaten mouse, a vole for Crowstar, and padded out of the camp and into the forest, ignoring the sneers from cats that still remained in camp. Spottedpaw padded over to the training hollow entrance. From the beginning of the tunnel, she spotted Crowstar in position to pounce when the apprentice arrived. Deciding to be sneaky, and being sure that Crowstar had yet to see Spottedpaw arrive, Spottedpaw circled around the sand-filled hollow until she was on the other side, and out of Crowstar's view. Spottedpaw backed up quite a ways and took a running jump. She soared towards the training hollow. She could have jumped right over it, but Spottedpaw narrowed herself down to land inside the hollow. Still holding the fresh-kill tightly in her jaws, Spottedpaw silently, but hard, landed on Crowstar's back, rolled the leader over before a reaction could be made from her. As Crowstar was on her back, focusing on getting herself back on her paws, Spottedpaw bounded over to the corner of the Training Hollow, placed the fresh-kill down, quickly swallowed the rest of her mouse, and got back into battle. "'Mornin, Crowstar." Spottedpaw purred, her paws sinking into the soft sand.
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