Private Territory SC reckless with my time // crowpaw training

[Belladonnadance Belladonnadance]

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Crowpaw was quickly approaching warriorhood, and Belladonnadance had almost felt like he had missed crucial training while being stuck in the Medicine Den. Not that it was their fault, those heartless cowards in Windclan had caused this, not keeping their apprentices on a leash. She hoped she would never have to face the apprentice that did that to Crowpaw, as she wasn't sure they would live to tell the tale.

The pair padded out of camp together, Belladonnadance looked at her. "Alright kiddo, what do ya feel like you need the most training with?" She asked, she was curious what areas Crowpaw felt like she was weakest in. "Prey is scarce, but we can still try to hunt for the clan." She paused, a smirk on her face. Few saw the molly smile, but there was an unspoken bond between the pair. "Or... I could teach ya a few tricks I learned from rogues. Just in case that filthy Windclanner wants to try and mess with ya' again." She chuckled, paws flexing in anticipation.

OOC // @CROWPAW.

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BELLADONNADANCE

TRAPPER OF SHADOWCLAN
former loner named KAZUMI
she / it, afab (female)
69 moons old, ages on the 2nd.
duskpool (youkai) x sakura, sibling to ume, shiori, masako, hanako, sachiko, almondpaw, cinderpaw
mentored by helleboremask, mentor to crowpaw

SPEECH // THOUGHTS // INTERACTION

 

[CROWPAW.'s icon CROWPAW. CROWPAW.]

CROWPAW | SHADOWCLAN
"WHEN ALL THE HATE BURNS OFF, I'M LEFT HERE WITH THE PAIN"

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Finally, more training. Crowpaw's mind is still reeling from what had happened not a week earlier with Amethystpaw, and ever since they've been avoiding the other apprentice like the plague - or, let's be honest, they've just been avoiding everyone unless they've been stuck on a patrol with them. The dark-furred apprentice sticks close to Belladonnadance as they pad out into the pocosin, and their whiskers twitch with distaste at the mere mention of hunting.
"I've done enough huntin' to last me a lifetime in just the past moon," they sigh, a rare display of normal childlike complaining rather than their usual outbursts of anger. "I need to blow off some steam, anyways. I... don't wanna go pickin' another fight." They swallow down the guilt that washes over them, thinking of Amethystpaw's shocked expression as Crowpaw had screamed in his face. They will apologize when they don't feel like ripping someone's head clean off their shoulders. Not that they plan on doing that to Belladonna, of course, but for once in their life they feel like they can trust the older cat to handle them should the heat of the moment send them into a panic.

Crowpaw rolls his eyes when Belladonna brings up the WindClan apprentice, though it's moreso to keep their own smirk from forming rather than out of contempt. "I doubt he'd take me on again - I wasn't the only one that came out of it with scars." He's actually unsure if he'd be able to fight back as well if it happened again, being weakened from a harsh leaf-bare with no prey and broken spirits, but she doesn't need to know that. All the more reason to learn those tricks she's talkin' about, I guess. Just in case. And may StarClan see to it that they use it when they actually need to, and not for any other purpose.

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"BEHIND OUR VAIN DEVICES, ARE WE ALL THE SAME?"

CROWPAW
SHADOWCLAN APPRENTICE
10 MOONS
SHE/HE/THEY
"SPEECH" | THOUGHTS | ACTION
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