OH BROOONZEY!!!

[Spiritleap]

(PRIVATE!!)

Spiritleap walked into the apprentace den, looking for the newest apprentace, Bronzepaw. She longed to see that little fuzzball again. "Bronzepaw? You there?" Spiritleap called, excitment in her voice. Bronzey was a fun guy, who made sure evryone knew that he was, in fact, not a squirrel.

[Bronzeclaw]

Bronzepaw, already bringing back some feathers from his meal to place in his nest, jumped when he heard Spiritpaw's voice. Er, not Spiritpaw, but Spiritleap. He rushed up to her, momentarily forgetting about the feathers. He stood in front of Spirit, unsure if he should give her an affectionate nudge or just a friendly hi. Who knows? Things could have changed since Spiritleap became a warrior.. Or had they? Wasn't the answer obvious, since she was looking for him? Shrugging aside his doubts, he bolted forward and gave her a lick on the shoulder. Stepping back, he smiled. "Don't worry; you didn't have to check on me to make sure I wasn't sprouting a squirrel tail," he said jokingly, admiring the smear of black fur on her nose.

[Spiritleap]

Spritleap purred, "Of course not!" She said. "I just wanted to see your cute wittle face." She said with a purr, hoping it didn't sound to obious that she liked him.

[Bronzeclaw]

Bronzepaw wrinkled up his nose, and stuck out his tongue. Letting a breath of easygoing laughter escape his mouth, he squared his shoulders and smirked. "Who's wittle, now?" he asked her, tilting his head down the slightest bit to exaggerate how tall he had gotten. Oh well, growth spurt. Whatever. Bronzey didn't care... but the more he thought about it, the more he just brushed the thought aside, uncomfortable with where it was going. "So how's being a warrior?"

[Spiritleap]

Spritleap shrugged, "Its cool...has its down sides though aswell." Spiritleap confessed. She let the thought go and looked towards Bronzepaw, "Has your training been good?" She saked eagerly.

[Bronzeclaw]

"Pretty good," he said carefully, thinking about the long runs that Greenflower makes him warm up with. He chuckled. "But enough with the serious stuff, I wanna talk about something exciting, or at the very least do something." The bronze apprentice went back to gather the feathers, an he quickly plopped them in his neatly made nest and then beckoned to Spiritleap. "C'mon!" Bronzepaw started a slow trot out of the den; glancing once over his shoulder to see her padding his way.

[Spiritleap]

Spiritleap smiled and folllowed her friend. "Oh! How about a race!" She purred, already preparing to take off.

[Bronzeclaw]

"Sounds fun," he agreed, and wondered out loud, "Just racing in the camp? Or should we go into the forest..?" Bronzepaw looked uncertainly around, his mind a little muddled, and his heart beating fast. He could already feel the race running through his legs, or was it something else skipping his heart beat? "How about anywhere away from mutant squirrels?" Purring, he flicked his tail-tip on her shoulder and looked at her questioningly, but with a fair amount of compassion.

[Spiritleap]

Spiritleap shrugged and looked to her friend, "Forset I guess." She said with a smile. "We could hunt a bit if you want!" She suggested with excitment.

[Bronzeclaw]

Bronze dropped his gaze. "I haven't learned how to hunt yet," he admitted, for a moment losing the playfulness in his voice. "I'm not even sure if Greenflower has time for m anymore." Shrugging, he flicked his ear. "I'll just have to wait and see what happens." Maybe Greenflower would come around, and she could train him again. Not many warriors bohered with their apprentices after a while, though.

[Spiritleap]

Spirit leap frowned, then brightened, "Hey! I could teach you!" She said. "Come on, it will be fun!" She encouraged.

[Bronzeclaw]

"Okay," he said without hesitation. "I could use some pre-training before I get to the hard stuff." With his familiar crooked smile, Bronzepaw padded over to the flattest part of the camp. Not much undergrowth grew around there; and it would make it easier. "How about right here?" Almost too eager, he got into the best hunter's crouch he could, waiting for Spirit to correct his position. "Oh, and you have Fernpaw as your mentor, right?"