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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 16, 2016 20:37:34 GMT -6
 Silverwhisker Silverwhisker was glad to assess one of her sons, but felt someone else could probably do a better job. She tried her best to not push herself down too much before the day started, so she walked to the apprentices' den and called, "Windpaw?" The tabby gave many assessments before, she thought with a smile, with each one she'd never get a failed one.
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Post by WindCry on Jul 25, 2016 18:43:14 GMT -6
He heared the voice of his kind mother, and gave a small smile before actual opening his eyes. Once getting up and giving a small stretch to comply with his aching muccels. He padded out side to join his replacement mentor. "Morin Mother," he paused he was proud to have her give the assessment in fact he hoped she would take more pride in him this way. He felt a bit insecure since she had so many kits and all. "Are we all set to go?"
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 26, 2016 15:15:33 GMT -6
Silverwhisker Silverwhisker sat down and thought, I can't go easier on him.. That's what a good mentor would do. The tabby nodded with a smile, "We're all ready, unless you want to take a small snack." She nodded to him and walked toward the entrance to wait.
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Post by WindCry on Aug 5, 2016 9:50:37 GMT -6
He nodded as he was offered breakfast. Of course he was to nervous to eat so he trailed behind her. "What's the plan for today's assessment?" he was uncertain if she being him mum would take things easier or make them harder to prove she was a better than good mentor.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Aug 5, 2016 21:34:17 GMT -6
Silverwhisker Silverwhisker re-thought the plan she usually used for her assessments, and then nodded when he asked, "At first, I need you to catch three different types of prey, and after that, you'll need to find me for a quick spar." The tabby started out into the territory, then sat on a small patch of dirt, "You can start when you're ready. Any questions?"
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Post by WindCry on Aug 12, 2016 18:28:05 GMT -6
He nodded as it was given to him. Today's quest and or agenda. "No I don't believe I have any questions. So I guess i'll be off" He gave a warm smile to his mother. Then turned to bound into the hunting grounds. He was large like his father, not something he liked all to much. Alright, lets see. He lifted head high to scent anything in the distance. Yes! He could pick up strong trace of rabbit. He now in a serious mode crouched and made his way to the prey. Pausing to make sure wind and surrounding was in his favor he attacked. Success he buried it and headed off on another not to faint trail.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Aug 12, 2016 18:48:22 GMT -6
Silverwhisker Silverwhisker watched as he started off, then shortly after, followed in a slower pace to watch him. Noticing rabbit, she knew he'd find the scent and animal soon, and tried to stay a close distance.
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Post by WindCry on Aug 17, 2016 21:21:31 GMT -6
Having made one catch so quickly he felt proud but he new he wasn't even close yet. The day had only begun. Looking for a new scent was his new pressing issue. Nothing? faintly wrapped into the earth sence of long since passed prey. Hmm. He wanted to purr when the small of vole cute through his thoughts. He was off once more. |
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Post by Silverwhisker on Aug 20, 2016 21:18:41 GMT -6
Silverwhisker Silverwhisker followed, and noticed he was moving again, Vole? My favorite.. she thought, her stomach churning. She followed swiftly, her eyes narrowing toward the sun.
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Post by WindCry on Sept 17, 2016 17:24:57 GMT -6
As he traced the scent down till he was able to find the little critter he kept his large frame and paws in check. Hunting like his father had taught him. Pausing one moment to let the vole eat its last bits of food he lept and met perchase. Making a quick kill, he grinned. That was another one down for the count. Shifting he was about to burrie the food when he remembered it happened to be his mohers favorite. He turned around and layed it gently down offering it to her. Before continuing.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Sept 18, 2016 13:36:38 GMT -6
Silverwhisker Silverwhisker blinked a few times, Another nice catch. She noticed he placed it down, as if offering it, and she sighed, I'd like to but someone like Rainlight might need it more. She decided if it wasn't taken today, she'd probably share it with someone.
Getting distracted, she frowned, then covered the vole with some dried grass before following after again.
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