Your first steps into a larger world|(private training)

[Flurrypaw]

At his feigned look of confusion, my grin splits wider because this time I can see right through it. I giggle and skip around on the leaf littered ground like a kit. "I don't believe you" I purr in a sing song voice, sweet as honey before I turn and bat my white lashes at him innocently. "I personally think it's sweet" I inform him somewhat sincerely before falling from the topic all together as he bounds down to join me. I don't pay much attention to how he got down, and am instead bouncing from paw to paw as I wait for him to join me. The second his paws hit the ground I dart forward in the midst of my excitement, before I remember I don't know where I'm going. Whiskers twitching and ears perked like beacons, I circle back and bound along at his side, often pulling ahead a little ways and doubling back in anticipation. "Where we going? Where? Where?" my eyes are shining, and somehow I'm managing to make my way across the territory without falling over due to my uneven sight. I toss him a grin, though my eyes are still skirting over the terrain in excited awe.

(edit: Spruceclaw just a little reminder )

[Spruceclaw]

As spruceclaw led the way towards the deathclan "border" he chose to ignore the childish questions. she would have to learn to live without those and to be more patient if she were to become a warrior. he weaved his way easily across the rocky terrain as he had done so many times In the past. he didnt once lose his footing.
when they reached a gradual slope in the territory he stopped. in front of him the rocky terrain faded away into dense forest and the smell was enough to make his nostrils flare. he tearned to his apprentice and met her eyes. He spoke clearly but monotonous saying "Somewhere out there is deathclan."

[Flurrypaw]

Apparently his plan was to completely ignore me. How petty. With a slight huff I steady my bounding and force myself to pad calmly at his side. Yet my eyes never stay still, and nor does my flickering tail. I just couldn't possibly convince my excitement to quell, and I didn't really want to anyway. Unable to keep myself under control, I bound ahead to the fast approaching border and stare over it like it's going to tell me some sort of story just by my staring at it. It doesn't. How disappointing. As my mentor catches up, I toss him a lopsided grin which I hope looks somewhat apologetic before peering at him expectantly. He wrinkles his nose slightly, eliciting a giggle from me, before explaining where we are. My whiskers twitch slightly as I take one more hesitant step forward and scowl over the border with newly found venemosity. What a worthless group of rogues, yet they dare call themselves a clan. I refrain from spitting over the border, and instead draw in their scent in an attempt to familiarise myself with the enemy. I instantly recoile, my face scrunching with distaste much like that of my mentor. "They smell even worse than they sound. And that's saying something" I affirm, turning away from the border in disgust. "I think we should chase them away. They have no right to be here, let alone call themselves a clan." I huff indignantly, raising my chin almost haughtily and casting a sidelong glare towards the infamous group of rogues.

[Spruceclaw]

Spruceclaw took a moment before looking down to his apprentice. "Who are you to deside that?" He asked not being rude but trying to make his apprentice think. "I cant say i don't agree with you but who are you to decide who has a right to the forest." he mewed as he cast a scanning gaze over thw thick forestry. "Its definitely not in my job description." he mewed with a smile. he certainly didn't like the death clanners but he did also want his apprentice to think about the bigger picture. "Besides there are certain cats that turn away from these ways and come to the clans seeking a new life." he mewed thinking of clove. "What do you think they think about us?" he asked pointing with his tail at deathclan. then looking at her curiously.

[Flurrypaw]

I flinch slightly at his sudden decision to side against me. It's not like I'm the only one who thinks this, in fact, who wouldn't? They're a pathetic group of no good rogues who basically exist purely to hog some of our much needed territory. I tug my glare away from the border and focus it on my mentor, trying not to flinch under his clearly judgemental gaze. Apparently I put the wrong paw forward, the question is, do I back up or keep going. Back up. Definitely. "I'm sorry, you're right. I have no place to make such judgements." I lower my head slightly in clear submission, mentally fuming whilst keeping my glare pointed at the ground beneath me paws. Why should he apcare what I think about them? At the mention of cats from Deathclan changing alliances, I raise my head and peer up st him, eyes widening slightly. "Really? Like who?" I implore, hoping my clear curiosity doesn't sound rude. At his next comment I turn my head away and down in order to hide my fiery glare. "They're probably plotting our downfall as we speak..." I mutter under my breath, tail lashing slightly behind me as I turn my good eye to gaze warily over the scent line.

[Spruceclaw]

"Don't apologize." He mewed calmly to her. "I agree with you completely. I'm just tying to help you think about the big picture. a warrior often has to see both sides of a story and decide which is right even if its the minority. never back down on your beliefs for anyone. stand your ground, if you dont have beliefs then what do you have?" he mewed giving her a reassuring nod. "Just remember that there's always at least 2 sides to every story and that history is wrote by the winners. never sacrifice your beliefs for anything." He mewed hoping he had made it clear this time that he wasn't in anyway mad at her. "Like Clove and other rogues. many have rejected the ways of a loner or rogue to come to clan life." he mewed he thought this subject of the discussion had ended when he faintly made out her muttering something under her breath. his fur prickled in anger as he spun on a heel to face her his eyes glaring at her. he had not been mad at her earlier but he sure was now. He took a deep breath before speaking to her as to control his rage. "Apprentice... you will do well to remember your place. yoh have no authority to question a clan mates loyalty nor the wisdom of your leader. do you understand?" He mewed. not waiting for a response he turned around and headed back towards camp. "That is all i wish to hear on the matter." he called over his shoulder to his following apprentice. he needed some time to let his anger subside luckily this was the longest leg of their journey so he'd have plenty time for that.
(Sorry if he wasn't supposed to hear that but i figured since you typed it up that it was probably audible. that was a rather pleasant gandalf and bilbo moment right there.)

[Flurrypaw]

(Lol, he got it all wrong there, very protective though...lol)

Apparently he has to say the same thing three times in different ways to get his point across. He's not angry and wants me to hold true to my beliefs, but I should believe the same thing he believes and stick with that? Hmm, best moral advice ever, surely. I can't help but lash my tail slightly, now re convinced that he annoys me to no end. Though to be honest, I must admit I'm probably quite a handful, though he's not exactly putting much effort into making sense. At the mention of Clove, I tilt my head slightly to one side, yet I decide it's probably best not to broach the subject. So instead I keep my head lowered and my mouth shut, yet apparently my tongue is still a little too lose.

Despite my attempts at trying to quiet his silently boiling rage, and his trying to convince me he's not angry, my muttered comment that was on the exact same lines as before seems to have crossed the line. The second her whips around and snaps at me, my head flies up and my eyes widen in surprise. I even stumble back a little, making it clear I'm trying to get away from him. In this sudden burst of rage, there is no assurance he won't full on attack me. Yet I can't help rising my chin defiantly, my own eyes blazing as I lash my tail. As he speaks, my defiance is suddenly forgotten. No, no, no! He got it all wrong. "I wasn't even talking about them, I was talking about Deathclan, sir" I counter, hissing the final word like poison. Yet it's clear as he storms away that he has no more interest of my opinion. 'So much for be true to your beliefs...' Holding back the sadness welling up inside me, I glare after his retreating form. "Fine then! Leave the half blind cat to find her own way home!" I snap after him before tearing off in a completely different direction. I'm not ready to go home just yet, I'll face my impending punishment later.

[Spruceclaw]

(She doesn't seem to get him in the first part and he doesn't get her in the last part)
It occured to spruce that he may have made a mistake. He would never admit it because of his pride. he couldn't just her leave her out here either so he turned and for a moment stood there awkwardly looking from the ground to her direction. finally he rolled his eyes before bounding after her. it was probably best not to confront her yet but for now he would shadow her. he soon easily caught up to her and now he would act as a shadow for her watching over her until she cooled down. then he would confront her and make an apology. he could only hope that they wouldn't find themselves to close to any borders.
(Well they cant have it to easy. i really like how their personalities don't match but they're mentor and apprentice so they have to awkwardly patch together their relationship. Maybe they'll be closer after this)

[Flurrypaw]

(Considering Flurry, probs not. But compared to Fawn she's a bucket of rainbows. Have you seen my newest clan character Fawnpaw? Imagine her as an apprentice *shudders*)

I think I have a general idea of which way camp is, and though I don't really feel like heading back just yet, I know I need to head home. And so once I've slowed back to a stready trot, I peer one last time back the way I came before setting off back towards home. I think I have a good map in my mind of the way home, yet I make sure to double back until I find a point from which I can be certain of my route. It doesn't take long before I pick up on the fact I'm being shadowed, and my fur bristles in irritation, causing me to lash my tail slightly. Up until apprenticeship, everyday has been worth living. I love my clan and my mother, my siblings and I are reasonably close, especially me and Mousey. I've always been the happiest cat around, and yet...I'm not sure this whole training/patience thing is for me. Too used to everything being handed over on a silver platter, I suppose. Still, I refuse to even acknowledge his presence with a gland over my shoulder until I've made my stumbling way half way home with assurance I know where I'm going. Huffing out an irritated breath, I lash my tail once and pick up my stride. "I'm certainly glad my mentor decided not to stalk me home" I call out to no one in particular, allowing the harsh tone of my voice to carry back to him before I bound around a large rock and keep my stride faster and steady. Not sprinting, jus to steady lope in hopes he'll decide to leave me alone. I'm not in the mood for this. It isn't long before I reach the camp, and I instantly walk off toward my den, hoping he'll just let me go.