brin // p // brindlepaw

[Amberpaw]

Amberpaw was so happy. A little worried about training but mostly excited. She couldn't wait to see on of her closer friends that she had remained companions into apprenticeship. The black she-cat looked around for that familiar tabby pelt and when she found it she jumped on Brindlepaw tackling her playfully. " Brindle! We're apprentices now!" she said probably a bit too loudly.


( lmao lazy posting, don't feel obligated to write a novel )

[Brindlepaw]

The newly-made apprentice was standing near her nest in the new den, close to the edges since senior apprentices occupied the places closest to the center of the den. She hated the cold breezes she could feel as night came, but she knew she'd eventually earn her place in the middle.

As the female was thinking, something large and heavy fell on her, and Brindlepaw was flattened to the ground with a slight yelp. She twisted her body to see what had hit her and was her eyes fell on Amberpaw. "Give some warning the next time you plan to jump on me." The she-cat said, voice sounding hurt, though the shine in her eyes gave away that she was only teasing. In truth, she was happy to see a friend. Brindlepaw had been lucky enough that a couple of the cats she'd already known had been made into apprentices alongside her. "I know." She replied with a grin. "We're going to be warriors not long from now." The female was probably thinking too far ahead, since she still had around six moons of training to get through, but she might as well dream.

[Amberpaw]

At first worry washed over Amberpaw but then she saw the sarcasm in Brindpaw's eyes knowing she was only playing around too. They wouldn't be warriors that soon. The amber eyed apprentice hadn't even met her probably senior mentor. "Who's your mentor? she asked her tabby friend starting up a conversation. It was pretty cold in the den with breeze's coming in from all of the leafy walls.

[Brindlepaw]

Brindlepaw began sitting up, giving herself a small shake to rid herself of the dust that had made its way into her fur. Once she'd sat up completely, Amberpaw had spoken again. "My mentor's Bluesplash." The she-cat replied, then wondered if she recognized the name. "He got his warrior ceremony when we got our apprentice ones." She added on, just to give some additional information. "What about you? Who's your mentor?"

[Amberpaw]

At least she had a mentor that she had met or heard of. "Yes I remember him. Mine is Shadowbird. Do you even know who he is?" she asked the blue eyed tabby. So far none of the other apprentices that the black she-cat had met knew of him.

[Brindlepaw]

When the tabby heard the name of Amberpaw's mentor, she tried to remember if she'd heard the name anywhere. She shook her head. "No, I haven't." Though to be fair, Brindlepaw didn't know of many warriors. "Do you think he's one of the older warriors? Or a new one?" She asked, the question pointless, but asking anyway.

[Amberpaw]

The amber eyed apprenticed enjoyed small talk with her fellow apprentices. "I assume older but I'm not sure. I just want to start training to badly" she said to her companion in desperation. Amberpaw wondered when she would meet him. She hoped soon before everyone else was ahead of her. "Have you begun training yet?" she asked keeping the conversation flowing.

[Brindlepaw]

Brindlepaw offered a slight smile that looked, she hoped, comforting. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll start training soon. And if not, you can always ask for a new mentor." She replied. The female had to wonder exactly where the warrior could be, if Amberpaw didn't even have a clue on how long he'd been a warrior. She shook it off, though. I'm sure he'll show up eventually. Brindlepaw instead focused on the other apprentice's question. "Yeah, I've had one session so far."

[Amberpaw]

"Tell me everything! What was it about, what did you do?" Amberpaw said with her eyes gleaming wide waiting for stories. A spark of jealously light inside of her but she shook it off saving it for later. Sometimes her fuses could go off. But she always tried to hide them. The little black cat had gotten pretty good at it too.

[Brindlepaw]

Brindlepaw shrugged as Amberpaw asked for details. Her friend seemed more interested in the session than she was. "It was just basic hunting techniques, like a hunter's crouch." She replied. The apprentice knew traditionally, the first session was dedicated to touring the territory and looking over the borders. However, her mentor had just sat vigil, which meant staying up for the night. Brindlepaw had been expecting that he'd wanted to get some rest before jumping straight into training.

[Amberpaw]

Amberpaw listened in awe. "Sounds exciting! I'm just dying to get out into the territory!" she exclaimed to her friend. The hunters crouch, wow. The black apprentice had only ever eaten prey never actually caught some!

[Brindlepaw]

She smiled at her friend, who was incredibly excited for training. "Yeah..." Brindlepaw replied shortly, unsure of what else to say. After a moment of silence, she spoke again, changing the topic. "What do you want your warrior name to be?" The female asked. Many of the kits already had a name they liked picked out.

[Amberpaw]

Seeing the topic drift away and Brindlepaw loose interest she was glad she brought up a new one. "No, I think I'll just let Whitehawk pick" she told the other apprentice. "What about you?" she asked her friend.

[Brindlepaw]

The she-cat nodded when she heard Amberpaw's reply. "I like the name Brindlesong." She knew that it was ultimately up to Whitehawk to choose their names, though she could still hope.

[Amberpaw]

It wasn't uncommon for cats to desire a specific warrior name. "Thats a nice one. If you don't mind me asking what is a brindle anyways?" she asked the tabby she-cat.