-- [O]h these glorious days. ;; Semi-Advanced

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    Stilling her tail, she slowed her breathing and listened rotating her ears around till her ears pricked. There, she could hear it. A small animal snuffling along the leaves. Rocking back a little on her haunches she tensed her body. It seemed to be a few tail lengths away. Leaping forward with her claws outstretched she hoped to land on the mouse. Of course she didnt.


    Letting out a yelp she crashed to the ground, since her hind paws slid on the leaf mold under her paws.

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    [align=center][color=white][font=andale mono]fox dung Nightpaw thought before rushing to Memorypaw's side, "Are you okay? Your pounce looked good." What else could he say? He was awful with pep talks... That was Moonpaw's specialty. Oh well, Moonpaw wasnt around so Nightpaw would have to simply suck it up and try his best, "Did you want to try again? I'm sorry, I guess I shouldn't be trying to act like your mentor... But you just seemed so... Bored."


    Yeah, he was just wonderful with pep talks and saying things to bring up someone's spirits. wrong.... Sighing, he waited to be left in Memorypaw's trail of dust, that or be told off... He wouldn't be surprised.

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    [align=center][color=white][font=andale mono]Nightpaw growled, "Dont say that. Don't say that, or the only place you'll end up is the elders den regardless of who your mentor is. Don't give up so easy." The black smoke cat couldn't even think of letting her give up, because if she gave up this easy then anyone could give up that easy. Then his mother could give up that easy, give in that easy. He couldn't believe it, or he might as well wish his mother dead.