Ooc: Woah, I missed a lot during exams! Congratulations! Yep, I'll join the thread when it appears.
Streampaw bounced over to his fresh kill and picked the prey up by their tails. "Mm-kay." He slurred, mouth full. "Ets go." He waited for his mentor to lead.
Streampaw half-dragged, half carried his prey back to camp, excited that he was going to be come a warrior at long last.
{Out?}
Streampaw padded into the Nursery, holding his freshly killed mouse in his mouth. He had killed it during his assesment, just before he found out he was going to be a warrior. Streampaw dropped the mouse near the entrance of the Nursery and turned towards the kits. "Hello!" He greeted the kits, smiling. "How are we today?"
Sunshine
Streampaw flicked his tail in amusement. Wern't these two kits a little young to be going for a walk alone? "Uhh... Do you mind if I come along?" Streampaw asked, licking his silver paw and running it over his nose.
Streampaw smiled as the other kits agreed to his tagging along. "Thanks" He said, a hint of joy in his voice. "I'm Streampaw." He stepped out of the way So the two kits could lead the way. "After you." He said politly.
Suddenly, Streampaw heard his name being called across the camp. "Coming!" He called back. "Sorry, got to go!" He said, running off.
Streampaw wandered aout of the nursery and padded towards the high rock. His silver pelt shone in the sun as he looked at all the cats looking at Shimmerstar. He still couldn't believe that his metor was now clan leader. He sat under neath the high rock and waited for his name to be called.
Ooc: Streampaw - Streampelt
Streampaw also stepped forward, joy in his eyes. "With my life." He promised, nodding his head. This was it - after all these moons, Streampaw was going to become a full warrior. His tail twitched with anticipation and Streampaw forced his tail to become still once more.
Streampaw flinched as Drasticpaw hit the ground, then quickly rushed to her side. "Deep breaths. Calm down. Deep breaths." He encouraged, speaking softly. He felt sorry for this to-be warrior. She would probably remember this for the rest of her life. "Where's the medicine cat when you need her?" He muttered.
Streampelt nodded, felling excited. "Thank you, Shimmerstar." He said. Suddenly
beside him, Drasticclash practicaly exploded. Wow, talk about random mood changes. Uncouncious one minute, jumping around the next.
Streampelt walked out of camp, looking to do something productive.
{Out}
Ooc: Am I allowed to join?
Streampelt, walked into the nursery, clenching dry moss in his teeth. He had only been a warrior a couple hours, yet he was still doing apprentice work. He guessed it was a routine he had worked himself into. He dropped the moss down by the enterance and noticed the kits playing around. Ah, the good old days, where you had no worries or cares. He sat down by his pile of moss and watched the kits run around.
Streampelt smiled as Graykit approched him. "Actually, my name is Streampelt. A few hours ago, you would have been correct." He explained, twitching his whiskers as he remembered yesterday - when h thought he would never become a warrior.
"Well, being an apprentice isn't all fun and games." Streampelt explained. "Sometimes you have to do chores that aren't as fun as other. Like cleaning ticks of the elders. Not fun." He shivered remembering coating ticks in mouse bile. "It does have it's perks though. Training is always fun, no matter what you learn, or who you learn it from. I had Shimmerstar as my mentor, but when she started training me, she wasn't even deputy yet!" He exclaimed.
Streampelt watched at the kits scampered out of the nursery in search of an adventure. "Don't get into too much trouble!" He called after them, wondering if he should follow them or not.
Streampelt wandered into the camp and stood in awe as he saw the fighting warriors infront of him. "What is going on?!" He yowled as loudly as he could.
(Ooc: Riverclan - open)
Streampaw quickly moved out of the way as the apprentice kept towards him. "But why?!" He asked, swiping a sheathed paw at his attacker.
Streampelt moved out of the way a second time. "I honestly don't know! Maybe if you told me, then I would understand why you're fighting us!" He screamed at the apprentice.
"We did?" Streampelt asked himself, trying to remember hearing about it. He flinched as Larchbranch attacked Rainpaw. "Thanks." He sighed as Larchbranch attacked another cat. He turned back to Rainpaw. "Ok, I guess I'll have to fight you." Streampelt lept towards Rainpaw, claws unsheathed.
