Territory RiverClan we overcome we conquer 𓆟. ° .• — MISTPAW

[Adderfang]

His wounds had made good effort toward healing, tattered flesh knitting together with healthy pink flesh. He said nothing—just beckoned his apprentice to join him on a walk out of camp. It would only be the two of them today, Rosepaw would not be joining them.

They walked most of the way in silence, attention fixed on the path ahead. Muscles shifted under rippling fur as he followed the well-carved path leading to the falls.

With all that's happened, he feels an urgency now to prepare his apprentice, to temper them for the days to come.

Adderfang hadn't forgotten how Mistpaw looked standing above the falls. How they couldn't even get close to the edge without their legs givin' out. He ignored it then cause the time wasn't right, but they were well over a moon into training now. The time he spent recovering was time wasted, but he made a promise and intended to keep it. There would be some playing catch-up, but he did not doubt that they would pull through.

The pool below churned, the surface rippling with each crash of water above. Sunlight speared through the spray in flickering beams. Adderfang's eyes scanned the water, catching glimpses of sparking beneath. The air was calm, skies were clear. All was set for their lesson today.

He turned to Mistpaw. The weight of his gaze softens some, but it's still heavier than it's ever been.
"You've grown in just the few moons since I took you as my apprentice. You've got the muscle and the lungs now to start swimming on your own." His head jerks to the pool beneath the falls. "Today I want you to swim beneath the falls and bring me what you find." With that, the tom props onto his haunches, settling onto the pebbled bank.

"Do that, and then I have another task for you." They wouldn't be alone. He would be watching on standby. A pair of floaties in case he was wrong and Mistpaw couldn't do what he asked. But he wanted to let them try on their own, to make that plunge, and learn from it. There wouldn't be any cottling, not anymore.

___________________ There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose 𓆟 He did what he had to do ________________

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• Adderfang he/him & riverclan
  𓆟 Chocolate ticked tabby w/ amber eyes. Peppered with scars. Deep gash across the right side of his face exposing one canine slightly. Missing left ear.
  𓆟 Deep gravelly voice that might unsettle others.
  𓆟 Would and will kill a man.
  𓆟 Peaceful and healing powerplay permitted. For other powerplays, DM.
  𓆟 Fur smells faintly of river reeds and damp earth.
  
  penned by Scarlet​

 

[MISTPAW MISTPAW]

It's exceedingly common to see Mistpaw trailing after their mentor, dutiful and loyal, but its rare not to see their fellow apprentice coming alongside them. Their jealousy has waned, but it still sparks a fire; this is welcomed, one on one time, uninterrupted learning. They had told themselves they'd be a good warrior one day, that they'd be a good apprentice for now. Adderfang turns to them once they draw to a stop near the falls, telling them to seek something from below.

"Okay." they respond simply, giving him a nod- they don't protest at all. The task he gives seems a bit daunting and a little bit… scary, with how hard the falls crash down in to the waves below. Would they drown, or would they swim and succeed? A deep breath. They won't know until they've tried, and they put their trust in to their mentor, they're sure he wouldn't let them just sink like that. Do or die, as they say.

They wade out, the water is a welcome chill against the green leaf sun, the soft current pulls at long, willow-y fur. They can feel the pebbles beneath their paws beginning to dip, the water sloshing higher on their shoulders, and eventually it reaches a point where they have to push off the edge and paddle towards the waterfall. They sharply inhale, feeling the spray hit their face as they dive down beneath. The roar of the waterfall is deafening but determination drives them forth. They will not fail Adderfang, they will not make a fool of themselves.

There. Something glints orange and they kick off towards it, paws churning as they propel themselves forwards it. A jaw snaps open, whether its to pick up or to bite remains up for interpretation… But one could imagine their shock as they close their jaws around something scaly. Oh! It immediately begins thrashing, and taken off guard, Mistpaw releases more air from their lungs than they mean to, bubbles rising around them as fangs bite down harder to keep it in place. Their lungs burn, and now everything's growing hazy… They dig their teeth in further, biting down as hard as they could possibly manage.

The kill was messy with being caught off guard, but it worked. The fish slows to a stop, and if they could breathe a sigh of relief, they would… But their lungs burn and they kick towards the surface, hardly realizing that black begins to dot the corners of their peripherals… Once they break surface tension, water sprays from their nose, trying to clear it as they take a desperately deep breath. Thank… Starclan, their sides hurt, but they did it. They shake their head, still gripping the fish, to rid their sight of wet fur as they begin their paddle back towards them.

They exit the water with all of the grace of a mermaid, ears pinned back as they pad over to Adderfang. They drop the fish at his paws. "Here. Sunfish." they murmur, eyes shining with something akin to pride as they look up to him. "What else?"

YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT AND I'LL TELL YOU WHAT YOU GET ♡ YOU GET AWAY FROM ME

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  MISTPAW ♡
  
  ( apprentice of RiverClan )​
  ❥ long-furred blue sepia tortie with low white & a resting bitch face
  ❥ mentored by adderfang
  ❥ peaceful powerplay allowed but may not be entirely welcomed
  ❥ penned by chuff
  
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