Apprentice Training! {OPEN}

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    ❝ I'm A Dead Girl Walking ! ❞

    — Zaeya {Firepaw}

    tags — storage — plotting — main

    Zayea had trained, had been pushed hard by both Ratshadow and the other warriors in the clan. The muscles that had previously been soft from her life as a loner had hardened. Her sight had sharpened and her sense of right and wrong had finalized thanks to the code. However, with all of her improvement, she still felt like her fighting techniques could use some more honing. After depositing her catch into the fresh kill pile, the she-cat would walk over to the apprentice den and meow in her familiarly calm voice, "Any one up for a sparring match?"


    Zaeya would appear wiser, stronger, as if she had really grown in such a short amount of time. Her pawsteps had become more precise, but through it all she held her patient and kind nature. The love for her family had turned into a love for her clanmates, and no cat could deny her loyalty to her home now.


    FLAXENSUN  

    //I hope it's ok that I made it public.

    -- TIGERPAW.

    The brown tabby made his way over from his nest. He hadn't had much training in the art of battling, so he figured he would at least watch. He dipped his head in greeting to the other apprentice, a lop-sided grin displayed on his features. "I would love to take part, but I think I'll sit this out to watch and learn." He winked before continuing. "So you and your sparing partner had better show some good moves, otherwise I'll have to take you on and try to beat ya with my brute strength." With this statement he jokingly crouched and gave a playful growl, a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes.



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    "Oh! Oh! I wanna spar? Can I spar with you? I've never sparred before, but I hope I'm good at it." Her words came in a jumbled mess, almost becoming entangled with one another as they left her throat. The apprentice was not exactly sure what a 'spar' was, but she knew the basic rundown of it. It was a game she always played with her litter mates, through she could not recall if she had ever won a match. The toyger could not help but shake with excitement as she eyed Zayea, remembering the other lass from the time Tigerpaw hid within the territory to escape the dog.


    .o tags o.

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    Where Zaeya had only grown stronger and more skilled during her time this moon as an apprentice, Flaxenpaw felt like he was deflating. He was a pretty muscular, well-built male, even if he wasn't skileld himself in combat and defense he could very well hold his own in a fight. But lately - and he'd never admit this aloud - Flaxenpaw was deteriorating. His lack of sleep, his stress, all if it lent to him feeling on edge and jumpy, with a slow if not completely absent attention span and reflexes. It was grating, but mostly in that he had no idea what to do and how to hide it.

    He was tempted to not appear when Firepaw summoned for a sparring partner. But upon seeing the two Tigerpaws run over, Flaxenpaw pushed himself to approach. He wasn't letting some fools clumsily hurt his Firepaw. So, blinking away his exhaustion and fog, the soon-to-be-warrior would step forward, pushing past the female Tigerpaw to face Zaeya.

    "You and me. Rematch" he said, calling back to their first sparring match where he'd helped train the female, "Lets see how far you've come"


    "Speech"


    .oOo.


    code by xredxpepperx






    ❝ I'm A Dead Girl Walking ! ❞

    — Zaeya {Firepaw}

    tags — storage — plotting — main

    To have both Tigerpaws' appeared would cause a warm glow of happiness to illuminate the fiery females features. "I'd love to spare with you! Though, if it is not too much trouble...perhaps I could give you both nicknames to lessen any possible confusion? Since you are both names 'Tigerpaw'?" Just as she finished speaking, Flaxenpaw approached, demanding a rematch and a more mischievous glow would burn under her emerald gems as she smiled at him, "Very well. Tig," She would look at the female Tigerpaw and tilt her head, "Is it alright with you if I rematch against Flaxenpaw first? That way you can observe us and maybe even pick up on something." She would then face her companion once more and purr, "Shall we then?"


    The flame pelted feline would turn and take a few paces back before turning back around and dropping into a surprising well executed defensive crouch, "You attack ME this time." Her feathery tail would swish behind her like an elegant challenging banner as she blink at him.


    -- TIGERPAW.

    //oh my goodness, two tigerpaws? this'll be great xD


    Although she had already given the other Tigerpaw a nickname, he nodded to her question. "Call me whatever you like! As long as it's reasonable, of course." Seeing the fiery-hued female take her defensive stance, Tigerpaw moved a little back before sitting down, to give the sparing duo some room to work with. His jovial attitude soon disappeared as he narrowed his sapphire eyes, observing the two. Rematch? This should be good.



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