the start of a [Rebellion]

[Cyra]

((didn't know what to name the thread XD))

Cyra slowly paced up to the river staring at her reflection in the smooth water. After joining Deathclan she had made her den beside the river to be close to wandering prey. A few other cats had made their dens along the shore of the river as well. The water was somewhat calming and comforting for Cyra. She slowly dipped her white paw into the water sending a ripple across the water's surface. Her reflection became distorted as she watched. She couldn't help but wonder if she made the right choice joining Deathclan, was she really strong enough to survive? Cyra let out a sigh and sat down wrapping her tail around her paws. Suddenly a figure appeared behind her in her reflection. Turning around she found herself looking at a fellow Deathclan cat. "Hello," She meowed.

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The dark tabby had been curiously watching the new Youngling of the clan as she went about her business. He finally decided that he should probably say hello instead of being some kind of stalker and watching from afar. So he padded up behind her. His amber eyes meeting her light green through the reflection before she had turned to say hi. He gave her a bow of his head in silent greetings. "Your one of the new younglings around here huh?" He watched her carefully. "What's your name little one?" He asked

[Cyra]

Cyra slightly frowned as she looked up at the older tabby tom. Is that really what they called cats her age, younglings? She couldn't help but feel a little insulted and embarrassed by the title, but it was better than being called a kit. "My name is Cyra," She meowed bowing slightly back "What is your name?"
(kinda lazy)

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Pleasure Cyra. I'm Rebellion." He replied with a small smile.

(Lol same)

[Cyra]

Cyra smiled. Rebellion had a nice ring to it. "So what are you doing sneaking up other cats, Rebellion?" she asked with a smirk. She turned back around facing the river and drank in some of the cool water. Heat rolled into the territory in major waves so the river was a common pace to find cats.

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He chuckled. "Not stalking. Merely observing the new recruits from afar. I tend to so that to everyone that is new before saying hello." He commented gazing at the sky. "I like to see who my new clan mates are without interaction."

[Cyra]

Cyra looked back up at the tom. "Reasonable I guess," She meowed. Cyra looked at her surroundings wandering if anymore cats were watching the two of them now. Feeling slightly paranoid Cyra shook her head clear of the thought. "Lots of cats here don't like to socialize. You are the first cat here to talk to me," She meowed. She didn't understand why her fellow Deathclaners would join a 'clan' if they didn't even want to talk to each other. Maybe it was just the whole power in numbers thing that made some of her clan mates join. Every cat in Deathclan seemed to want power Cyra included.

[Deleted]

Yes some are quite...disagreeable but others aren't so bad once you get to know them. We all have a story behind severe scowls." He chuckled

[Cyra]

Cyra nodded. "Yeah," she said softly. She wasn't very good at making friends anyways so why should she complain. She rose to her paws and stretched out her legs. "I'm starving," Cyra meowed in sync with a stomach growl. She sniffed the air hoping to find some scent of prey. "Know anywhere to hunt?" She asked.

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He chuckled. "Everywhere and anywhere you'd like. We aren't like other clans. We have the entire forest." He grinned

[Cyra]

Cyra smirked at the tom. "Well that narrows it down," she said jokingly. She looked down the river and noticed a very small mouse drinking from the river. She crouched down into what she considered a 'hunter's crouch'. She was very inexperienced at her young age and had a tough time figuring out how to sneak up on prey. Her paws came down too heavy and her belly brushed the ground. The mouse noticed her in a heartbeat and dashed for a near by bush. Cyra leaped after the tiny creature sprinted as hard as she could skidding into the bush. Cyra's face became hot with embarrassment. How could she make herself look so pathetic in front of her clan mate. How would she become an elite if she couldn't catch her own food? Cyra stared at her paws avoiding any eye contact with Rebellion. 

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He laughed silently watching the emberessed Youngling. "You'd think you'd be dead if you didn't know how to hunt." He commented smiling. "Come on ill teach you." He moewed flicking his tail and crouched. "It's quite simple. Crouch, tail tucked in and off the ground. Belly off the groin. Weight evening kit places on your paws. But one of the most important details is to be downwind of the prey. Meaning you stalk your prey and if there is wind make sure it's blowing at you from the front" he damon strayed. "You try. Just the stance first. We can correct it if need be." He moewed patiently

[Cyra]

Cyra nodded and crouched down mimicking Rebellion. She lifted her tail lightly off the off the ground and spread her weight evenly to her paws. She normally relied on her speed to catch her prey rather than sneaking up on it. She was quite fast thanks to her thin frame and long legs. "How's this?" she asked.

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He criticized her posture before nodding. "Make sure to keep your belly off the ground and tuck your tail close to her body. Now as I can make out you use speed to hunt yes? That works too but without stealth you'll have a lower chance of getting any prey and wears your out faster." He moewed.

[Cyra]

Cyra fixed her position as she listened to Rebellion. She brought her tail in closer to her body and raised her belly higher off the ground. She crept forward lightly and pounced on an invisible target. She smiled back at Rebellion. "How was that?" She asked.