gather the children {KITS OF DARKCLAN} open

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]Well, he wasn't expecting Hornetpaw to give an extensive lesson. He would never choose an older apprentice to take on the job either, mostly because at that time they would try to teach children moves that were too complex or hard. But at six moons, it was the beginnings of training. It was only for the experience of Hornetpaw consolidating his learning while helping the kits of DarkClan. It wasn't as if he was asking a warrior to train an army of superkits. No, it was just a fun activity. "Good luck Hornetpaw," he said, hoping at least a kit or two would come by.
[hr]

[glow=#e7f5fe,200,300]CLOUDYKIT[/glow]
[glow=lightskyblue,10,300]blue lynx point - male - kit - darkclan - attack in lightskyblue - cdc[/glow]

[size=3pt]

[glow=lightskyblue,10,300]all boundaries are conventions waiting to be transcended[/glow]

#novasandnightsky

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]Kits were usually always excited about apprenticeship. It reminded him of the pain he felt when he had reached the age of six moons. No more lying around and being useless. Even now Cher would complain that as leader he had more responsibilities. Once he had thought the leader could rest easy, but that had been a premature thought he had as a jealous apprentice. He nodded to the kit who spoke up to him, pressing an encouraging - but awkward - smile. "You're going to be great."
[hr]

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; color=white; font-family: trebuchet ms; width: 350px;][justify]quinn padded up slowly after the small trio, eyeing each one carefully. a small blue point barely old enough to be an apprentice, a half-grown ginger tabby who happened to be her son, and a tall, lanky ginger point. she had the fleeting thought that the last two looked rather similar, but she brushed the idea away. she would deal with that later.

the calico sat back, her long tail wrapped around her paws. she would not be joining in on the training session, as it was exclusively for kits, but she intended to watch and see how her son managed to teach.
[hr]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 20px; line-height: 120%;]
"Oh oh oh I wanna come too!" Poppykit mewed in a rush, bouncing over to the others and almost running into Cloudykit in her excitement. She was gonna be the best aporentice ever, and in the meantime, she was gonna be the best kit, and train whenever she could! The kit stared up at the others proudly, grinning, her eyes shining.

[/fancypost]

[sub][color=#ffffff]//whispers trick trick track

[hr][justify][size=8]Being a kit, she assumed she was allowed to participate - er, well, watch. Limping forward, careful to keep weight off her broken leg, Holly nodded a greeting to the unfamiliar Hornetpaw. She seated herself near the other kits, grimacing as her leg shifted. Of course, the kit wouldn't be allowed to participate in her condition, but it didn't mean she couldn't learn still.

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:500px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]He had met some DarkClanners who were a pretty awful excuse for graceful. Sneaking and stealth of the like were more of a ShadowClan thing where they were known to be practically desperate they would eat and kill almost anything. But it wasn't as if he viewed them as evil. Living within the fog allowed DarkClan the element of surprise in most cases, but admittedly he wondered how capable they would be in a war outside their own territory. But he decided he wouldn't say anything. Sneaking had always been an important tool for hunting after all.

[ ooc ] that's all fine and dandy! you're busy and we all understand <33
[hr]