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Dawn Encounter Apr 16, 2024 20:49:40 GMT -5

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Post by doge on Apr 16, 2024 20:49:40 GMT -5

It was a relief to smell the early morning mist that still clung to the underbrush of ShoalClan territory. The tranquility of the dawn was a sacred time for Fallowstar, a moment to connect with the spirits of StarClan. That was, when he didn’t get so easily distracted with nature or prey running around. As he rounded a bend near the Treasure Tidepools, his keen blue eyes caught a flicker of movement. Perplexed, he tilted his head, his gaze sharpening. He could make out the pelt of Dragonpaw unusually without his mentor and so early. The ShoalClan leader’s whiskers twitched with curiosity and approached after passing through a wall of bracken. Fallowstar padded out with a commanding presence as he stepped onto the sand. “Dragonpaw,” He called out in a gentle but firm tone before his energy got the better of him. The black and white cat was caught tail wagging at the sparkling dawn light reflecting from the pools.

They were especially beautiful today and something about it made Fallowstar a bit giddy. “Heyy watcha doing? You’re kinda far from the training grounds.” He chuckled with his lips peeling back, revealing sharp teeth interlocked in a blissful grin. As leader, Fallowstar knew the importance of understanding his clan members. But it was especially the young ones, who were still carving out their paths under StarClan’s watchful eyes with a unique importance and their voices meant to be heard.

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Dawn Encounter Apr 19, 2024 21:46:06 GMT -5

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Post by Janus on Apr 19, 2024 21:46:06 GMT -5

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HE/THEM ⬩ SHOALCLAN APPRENTICE

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► The sunrise always looked rather beautiful when it rose over the ocean’s horizon. It was an extraordinary sight that made Dragonpaw feel sorry for any creature that didn’t wake up to such a view each and every morning. He had managed to slip out of camp while it was still under the cover of darkness. His dark-gray, almost black, pelt allowed him to move through the night almost like he was completely invisible, so he was able to sneak out to the local tidepools without any trouble from adults. Shifting his paws in the soft, cold sand, Dragonpaw silently stood up from where he'd originally relaxed on the beach and moved closer to the saltwater pools, looking to spot what lurked within.

However, a gentle voice called out of him suddenly, and the young apprentice lifted his head to see none other than the leader of ShoalClan himself. "Fallowstar," He called back, hurrying over to the black-and-white tomcat, "My apologies, sir, I know it's not my place to be out here without an escort..." Dragonpaw didn't make any excuses, nor did he cower before the mighty Fallowstar. He stood his ground, giving the leader a respectful dip of his head before maintaining a steady gaze. Respect where it's due.

"I came out here to enjoy the sunrise, and perhaps see if there was anything to snack on from the pools." He admitted, turning to look back towards the ocean, "I know it's dangerous to go out alone, but sometimes I just need a moment away from everyone to collect my thoughts." It wasn't often that Dragonpaw showed so much honesty towards someone outside of Lambpaw, but it showed Fallowstar how the youth respected him. He wasn't the type to kiss ass or anything like that. "While you're here, do you have any advanced training techniques you can show me? Cedarfoot has barely scratched the surface of my training, and I desire to know more.." After talking so much, Dragonpaw drew silent, truthfully hating it when he'd forget and ramble on and on without noticing. His ears flattened slightly to show this.

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Dawn Encounter Apr 23, 2024 23:56:19 GMT -5

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Post by doge on Apr 23, 2024 23:56:19 GMT -5

The ShoalClan leader regarded Dragonpaw with a thoughtful gaze, the early morning light casting a soft glow over his black and white fur. “That’s okay—” Fallowstar began with another burst of energetic energy. “It takes courage to admit when you’re seeking solitude.” The voice that followed was both understanding and firm even as he gave a small shrug with his shoulders. Fallowstar then turned to face the tide pools, watching the gentle ebb and flow of the water, getting caught mesmerized by the rhythmic timings.

The sunrise is super enjoyable, they’re right about that. It pleased him to know cats were taking care of themselves and that just the beauty of their territory was great in aiding troubled thoughts. “Training from me?” Fallowstar blinked, initially surprised before his eyes gleamed with genuine pride that was free from any dissimulation. It reminded Fallowstar that he was due to visit the nursery and make a friend or two. Between the next kits set to become an apprentice, Fallowstar definitely wanted to mentor one. His tender and outgoing soul always had a soft spot for training and mentoring clanmates to be the best they could be. “Sure! I’m not doing anything anyways. Come with me over here.” He beamed and began to walk, looking at the numerous basins holding crystal clear seawater.

Movement caught his eyes in one of the large pools in front of them, several crabs scuttled beneath the shallow water, their movements quick and unpredictable. His tail flicked as he waited for Dragonpaw to come over. It was a side of him few got to see. Sparse moments where he showed the real cat that was their leader, the one that ultimately won them the war. And not charming Fallowstar with the winsome smiles and bliss-struck eyes. “Observe their patterns,” he instructed. “Each creature has a rhythm to its movements, even if it is trying to be unpredictable. Can you see it?” He paused for a few moments, watching the crabs himself.

With a swift, precise movement, Fallowstar plunged his paw into the water and scooped up a crab barely causing a ripple to the water or a disturbance to the other crabs moving about. He slowed his motion once out of the water and placed the crab gently on the sand, where it paused for a moment in shock then scuttled away. “No matter how hard they try, their movements are predictable to me, I can usually predict cat movements as well. In order to win a fight decisively, you need to have an understanding of the same.” Fallowstar gestured with a slight head nod for the apprentice to give it a shot.

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Dawn Encounter Apr 29, 2024 20:19:37 GMT -5

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Post by Janus on Apr 29, 2024 20:19:37 GMT -5

DRAGONPAW

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HE/THEM ⬩ SHOALCLAN

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VOICE claim: dante basco
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► Relief washed over Dragonpaw once Fallowstar didn’t scold him, and rather praised him for telling the honest truth. It was enough to make a hint of a smile hint at the corners of his mouth, but it didn't linger long enough to fully form. As the black-and-white ShoalClan leader turned towards the pools, the lanky dark-haired tomcat did the same, watching the sea water do it’s calm natural dance against the sand. It was a relaxing sound; one that could rock any ocean-loving feline to sleep. The tip of their tail flicked back-and-forth ever-so thoughtfully as Dragonpaw allowed a brisk moment of peaceful silence to persist between the two of them, as they enjoyed the tranquility of nature. A break from their stress.

However, the larger tomcat would then respond to his plead for training, which was met with what sounded like surprise. Dragonpaw turned his head and then nodded eagerly, curious to see what Fallowstar could teach him. He didn't think Cedarfoot was a bad teacher or anything. A responsible apprentice sought out training in more places than just the obvious, right? Although, Dragonpaw was being a bit bold with his first choice. The pride that gleamed within Fallowstar's gaze quickly showed the youthful apprentice that they'd made a good decision.

"Yes, sir..!" Dragonpaw exclaimed, not hesitating in the slightest to follow after the ShoalClan leader with excitement burning inside his belly. They were going to be trained by Fallowstar! How exciting was that? And what an honor too! He would have to tell Lambpaw all about this once they were finished with all their medicine training with Piperpeck for today. Dragonpaw stopped at Fallowstar's side, gazing down into the large pool as something moved within the water. A few seconds passed, and the ShoalClan apprentice leaned forward, observing what appeared to be several crabs scurrying about. Dragonpaw listened close to Fallowstar's instructions, focusing on the crabs and their movement pattern.

Before the young dark-haired apprentice could answer, they'd watch in awe as the ShoalClan leader swiftly swept his paw through the water, gracefully pulling one of the crabs out of it's depths. Dragonpaw assumed Fallowstar would then make a quick end for the animal's life, but instead, he watched as the crab was set down to scurry off somewhere else on the beach. "..Why didn't you kill it? We could've brought it back to the prey pile." He asked, voicing his obvious confusion. Dragonpaw would hold their tongue as Fallowstar would explain the purpose of this lesson, revealing what they needed to now learn: predictability.

Once the black-and-white leader gestured to the pool before them, Dragonpaw knew it was now his turn to exercise what he had been shown. They swallowed and then nodded understandably before focusing their complete attention back onto the pesky skittering crabs. Observe their patterns.. Dragonpaw repeated what Fallowstar had said in their thoughts, searching for the right opportunity to strike within the movement patterns. He would very slowly raise his small right paw and waited for until just the right moment. Once it was time, the apprentice hastily dipped his paw into the sea water, scooping a crab out of the basin. His technique was hardly as smooth as his teacher, but with his enough practice, it could hopefully be perfected. Hesitating, Dragonpaw dropped the crab onto the sand and let it quietly escape before it had the chance to snap around his paw.

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Last Edit: May 21, 2024 15:07:47 GMT -5 by Janus

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Dawn Encounter May 14, 2024 9:06:06 GMT -5

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Post by doge on May 14, 2024 9:06:06 GMT -5

The leader gave a sweet chuckle in amusement as the apprentice hesitated and asked why he didn’t kill it. Turning to Dragonpaw, Fallowstar’s eyes were calm with understanding the young cat’s confusion. “Not every lesson is about the prey pile…Sometimes, it’s about understanding the world around us. By learning how to observe and predict, you can gain an advantage in more ways than one.” He watched intently as Dragonpaw seemed to ready themself to take the lead. “Prey or foe.” He added with a flick of his tail and a more serious tone.

The blue orbs of the leader followed the apprentice’s paw as it shot into the water and returned with another frightened crustacean. Fallowstar took a step closer with a purr of amusement leaving his throat approvingly, his back slightly arched in a sign of contentment. He loved giving lessons on patience and precision—it was an important skill that all warriors would be wise to keep always sharp.

“I’m enjoying this so far, wow, I didn't expect it.” Fallowstar tilted an ear, seemingly surprised with his own emotions before seeming to look directly at Dragonpaw with curiosity. He was grateful to see someone have the courage to ask him for training. Did the apprentice have any training planned later with their mentor? Would he be stepping on Cedarfoot’s paws if he offered more training and kept the apprentice out in the territory longer?

The ShoalClan leader’s light cerulean gaze prompted the apprentice with a new look as they narrowed with a drop of intensity. It was as if he was trying to peer into Dragonpaw’s mind, searching for a spark of passion, and perhaps a willingness to take Fallowstar’s lesson to the next level that would require the application of precision to be greater. “Try again, this time focus on making your movements more fluid.” The light and dark leader saw potential as he sat down with a hunched look, giving the apprentice space to make his next attempt. “After this, if you’d like to take the lesson further we could head to the Treasure Tidepools. There you can use the same skills on the fish which you’ll find are big enough to feed the clan.” Fallowstar meowed, his voice low and thoughtful to make sure he was hinting at the potential he saw in the apprentice. From a side point-of-view, Fallowstar’s eyes flickered over Dragonpaw once more, searching for the fire of determination. The ShoalClan leader’s lesson would also be a test of the young spirit watching the tiny crabs beside him.

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Dawn Encounter May 22, 2024 4:54:05 GMT -5

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Post by Janus on May 22, 2024 4:54:05 GMT -5

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► Hearing the ShoalClan leader chuckle at his questioning, Dragonpaw furrowed his eyebrows, clearly baffled by what was so amusing about it. He knew better than to act impatient or stubborn in front of Fallowstar of all cats, so the stubborn black-haired tom held his tongue. When the big black-and-white clan leader turned to face him, there was surprisingly a lack of merriment and more of a gentle compassion fixed in Fallowstar’s gaze. That made Dragonpaw’s rising frustration settle down as the blue-eyed ShoalClan leader answered his question. ..Sometimes, it’s about understanding the world around us. That sounded like the kind of talk Lambpaw would enjoy hearing. They pondered Fallowstar's explanation.

"That does make sense.." The thinly-framed apprentice quietly uttered, almost like he was deep in thought, "The more you understand some-one or something else, knowing how to deal with it becomes easier. Right?" He peered up at Fallowstar, almost like he was awaiting further confirmation that Dragonpaw was understanding all this correctly. There was no secret that this determined tomcat wanted to become the best of the best, so he wanted to know all there was when it came to becoming a skilled warrior. And who better to learn from than a feline who was soo skilled that he managed to become leader of ShoalClan? "Is it difficult to read cats that you fight?" Dragonpaw asked, curious to learn more.

After successfully catching one of the crabs within the shallow pool, the purr of approval that uttered from Fallowstar made Dragonpaw almost jump for joy. He was doing good! He was doing a good job! The short-furred apprentice did not tend to smile all that often, but his green eyes shimmered brightly with the happiness of one thousand apprentices. A moon ago, Dragonpaw never would've expected warrior training to feel this good. Even Fallowstar looked like he was having a great time with them, which made it even more rewarding than it already was. He had to bite down onto his tongue to keep himself from asking more questions.

Then, the mighty ShoalClan leader began to stare at young Dragonpaw with this serious, intense look. Without hesitation, the dark-furred tomcat attempted to match it, showing no fear whatsoever. They had the kind of look that screamed: Throw whatever you have at me, and I'll make you proud. Dragonpaw was only seven moons old, barely scraping the mere surface of his training, but he had high hopes, high expectations, and he would work hard to get to where he wanted. Fallowstar would be the one to break the silence, telling Dragonpaw to try again. His movements did need work, that was certain. He needed to act cleaner, smoother, better.

"Yes, sir." The eager apprentice remarked, his tail swishing with childish excitement, but he quickly made it fall still. If he caused too much of a stir then he would only make this so much more harder for himself. "I would be honored." Fallowstar spoke of taking him to catch fish, ones that he could bring back to feed ShoalClan with. It sounded absolutely amazing, and Dragonpaw would never say no to further training. He needed to do an even greater job with this second attempt, to show Fallowstar that he was worthy of such special attention. As the clan leader gave him room to approach the pool once more, the dark-furred apprentice took a deep breath to steady himself before crouching at the edge of the pool. Their dull green eyes scanned the water for movement, locking onto the dark familiar shapes of crabbies that danced underneath the delicate surface.

Perhaps it was because he was eager to impress Fallowstar, or maybe it was his nerves getting to him due to all the pressure he put onto himself, but Dragonpaw acted foolishly, hoping to be quicker when the goal was supposed to be smoother. His right paw dipped into the water, hooking a single claw onto one of the crabs. However, as he'd pull it out of the pool, Dragonpaw's grip failed and the small crab fell out of his paw. Moving to save his catch and salvage his eager mistake, the ShoalClan apprentice reached further out, but in doing so, Dragonpaw lost his footing on. He'd slide forward and tumble into the tidepool. Thrashing around for a short moment, he popped back out of the shallow water with the crab gripped tightly in his jaws. Soaking wet, looking like an idiot, Dragonpaw climbed out and released the crab, plopping down onto dry land. That was awful.

"...I'm sorry, Fallowstar, I..." Dragonpaw spoke quietly, looking down at the ground with shame, "...I messed up, I know..." They tried their best not to tremble, awaiting to be met with anger or disappointment. Mayhap there was still a chance to fix all this. "Can I try again? Please..?" He'd do this a thousand times or more in order to become perfect. Dragonpaw would not give up. Still, he held his tongue, not wanting to over speak or somehow make excuses. They were too eager to impress. He needed to slow down, or else he'd never become the warrior that he aimed to be. It was hard to know where to go from here. He was not expecting to fail, or to mess up that badly, at the least. What was even Dragonpaw thinking?

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